Chapter 282 Let’s Cooperate
[Can cotton be used to make cloth?] 】
[That’s what Granny Liu said. I don’t know either. Why don’t you try it? Aren't you experienced? 】
Spider Lady thought for a while and said: [If you want to weave cotton into cloth, you must first find a way to turn it into thread... How can I turn it into thread? 】
It first picked up a ball of cotton with its paws, squinted its eyes and carefully felt the texture of the cotton, then blew a breath at it, and a weak spiritual power flowed into the cotton along its breath.
This spiritual power seemed to have magical powers, and the originally loose cotton instantly became tighter and more resilient.
Immediately afterwards, the eight claws quickly shuttled among the cotton like nimble dancers.
The cotton is divided into fine fibers, and then these fibers are gently rubbed to become fine cotton threads.
Sister Cotton was very surprised: [Yes, that’s right, it’s like this. Once it becomes a thread, it can be woven into cloth just like your spider silk…]
The spider lady's movements were skillful and smooth, and soon she had a large ball of cotton thread in her hand.
The next thing was easy. Using these cotton threads as a basis, weaving began.
The claws crossed and intertwined quickly, the cotton threads intertwined in the air to form graceful arcs, and the outline of a piece of cloth emerged.
[Oh my god!] Is it really woven? ! Spider lady, you are really amazing! How come you are so talented? ! 】Miss Cotton's mouth was as sweet as honey, and she immediately said that she wanted to open a cloth shop with Spider Lady.
It thought clearly that its cotton could only be used in winter and not at other times.
But it’s different if it’s woven into cloth. Woven cloth can be made into clothes. Which human doesn’t wear clothes?
Not only humans, but now goblins are also starting to learn how to wear clothes. They believe that doing cloth business is much easier than doing their cotton business.
Compared to the spider silk produced by the spider lady, the cloth woven from cotton has a distinct difference in appearance.
Spider silk fabrics usually sparkle with a crystal luster and have a smooth and tough texture, while cotton fabrics are a pristine white color and feel soft and warm to the touch, giving people a warm and comfortable feeling.
Spider Lady tried it and felt it was pretty good, so she agreed to join forces with Sister Cotton on the spot.
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However, in just one month, Yang Xiangwei discovered that the Fairy Town was centered around human needs and had several more shops.
There is a wine shop run by the monkey tribe, a cloth shop run by the spider lady, a butcher shop run by the rabbit tribe, and a brick shop run by the pangolin tribe...
All the daily necessities that were previously sold in Baiguo Grocery Store have been moved into their shop, and the only things left in her shop are "fine products."
It is indeed different when there are humans or not. When there are no humans, the fairies try hard to survive, but they follow their instincts. They live in caves or climb trees.
Even though the rabbit tribe has started breeding, most of their members still live in caves and lead a very rough life.
But now that Honeysuckle and the others have arrived, things are different, because humans need to live in houses, eat, drink, defecate and urinate, so shops have emerged to meet their needs.
Fairies build houses much faster than humans. If you make a request last night, you may be able to move in the next night (this only applies to fairies, humans still need to buy bedding).
Life is bustling here, while on the other side, Wanhuiju is gradually taking shape.
At first, the refugees were worried that the goblins would hurt people, but as they got along with them day by day, they found that these goblins, apart from being stronger and having a tail or ears popping up from time to time, seemed to be quite easy to get along with.
They don't have any bad intentions, but sometimes they don't quite understand what humans mean. They scratch their heads and ask in confusion: "Ah? Did I not understand what you said again?"
Human: “…”
I was just joking, I didn't mean to invite you to our house for dinner!
The goblin doesn't care. Since you have asked for it, you must be invited.
They also knew that their appetite was bigger than humans', so without saying a word, they paid out of their own pockets to ask the rabbit tribe to buy a large basin of spicy bone-eating ants, and brought it to the human's home.
I don’t know if it’s because Rabbit Nineteen and Rabbit Rongrong set a good example, but all the fairies stubbornly believe that if they go to humans’ homes to eat, they need to bring their own rations, preferably spicy bone-eating ants.
Human: “…”
Thanks to you, we now know how delicious spicy bone-eating ants are!
It is impossible for the canteen at the construction site to prepare so much meat for them, but it doesn’t matter. If they get their wages, they can use their wages to buy meat from the rabbit tribe.
Because there are goblins on the construction site, the rabbit tribe would send several pots of prepared bone-eating ants over almost every day.
Unlike humans who need to spit out the shells and remove the intestines, the demons live a rougher life and just eat the meat together with the shells. Therefore, humans have gradually become accustomed to eating spicy bone-eating ants without having to remove the shells and intestines, and need to do it themselves.
Occasionally, I buy some to supplement my meals.
When the bowl of spicy bone-eating ants was served, a rich and mellow aroma instantly filled the air.
The spicy aroma of chili peppers, the numbing aroma of Sichuan peppercorns and the unique fresh fragrance of bone-eating ants are intertwined together, drilling straight into the nasal cavity, stimulating the taste buds of the whole family and instantly activating them.
Cao Dabing took a deep breath and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh, this taste makes people drool just by smelling it. No wonder those goblins love to eat it. I love it too."
Cao Dabing's son, a chubby little boy, stared at the shiny red and oily bone-eating ants in the bowl, licked his lips with his little tongue, and couldn't wait to reach out and grab one.
The bone-eating ants were carefully cooked, and their shells became crispy. When you bite them lightly, the "crunch" sound is like a delicious piece of music.
Then, the spicy soup and tender ant meat instantly burst into his mouth. The little boy's eyes widened, and an intoxicated expression appeared on his face. He shouted incoherently: "It's so delicious, spicy and fragrant!"
As he spoke, he chewed quickly, and the satisfaction he felt was as if he was tasting the most delicious delicacy in the world.
Cao Dabing's wife's movements were much more graceful.
She gently picked up a bone-eating ant, put it to the tip of her nose and sniffed it carefully, feeling the tempting aroma, and then slowly put it into her mouth.
She closed her eyes slightly, savoring every taste of the bone-eating ants in her mouth.
The spicy taste jumps on the tip of the tongue, stimulating every nerve in the mouth. The tender ant meat spreads out between the teeth with a light bite. The delicious meat and the mellow seasoning are perfectly blended.
She couldn't help but nodded slightly and said softly: "This tastes really amazing, no wonder everyone loves it."
Cao Dabing himself was also unambiguous and bit off a bone-eating ant with a big bite. The crispy outer shell contrasted sharply with the tender meat inside. The spicy taste continued to spread in his mouth, stimulating him to sweat slightly on his forehead, but he became more and more addicted the more he ate.
As he ate, he fanned himself with his hands and muttered, "It's so spicy and numb, so delicious!"
The family sat around the table, eating heartily, with laughter echoing in the house.
After a while, there were only a few bone-eating ants left in the bowl. The family licked their fingers with satisfaction, and looked down at the bottom of the bowl from time to time, as if they could still find a hint of deliciousness in the remaining soup.
Cao Dabing's son looked at his parents eagerly and asked, "When can we buy it next time?"
Cao Dabing smiled and patted his son's head: "We'll buy more next time we get paid. We can't get enough of these spicy bone-eating ants."
How could they have had the conditions in the past?
Even if you hadn't escaped the disaster, you wouldn't have been able to eat such delicious food.
For a moment, Cao Dabing didn't know whether he should be grateful for the famine.
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