Chapter 728 Young General vs. Rich Lady 31
The bronze mirror was very smart. It turned off the sound of the call and did not let the words get through.
Ji Yunhuan put the things away. Although they were all good things, wearing gold and jade objects also required a taste for the subject. Except for Huo Xiao's jade pendant, she had no interest in wearing the other things.
From now on, you don’t need to sell the things that Huo Xiao sent you. Selling Yan Changfeng’s things is enough!
Ji Yunhuan coughed lightly, and the bronze mirror transmitted the sound.
"They are just vulgar things, barely pleasing to the eye. Since you care so much about my wife, I promise you that you can write down the size and I will send it to you tomorrow."
Yan Changfeng didn't know Madam's size at all. It was always Madam who bought clothes, shoes and socks for him, so how would he know these things?
He could only ask the old servant outside, then write it down and place it in front of the bronze mirror.
Ji Yunhuan converted the sizes and sent a WeChat message to the store salesperson, asking her to send the clothes and shoes over the next day.
She wouldn't make a special trip just for Yan Changfeng, so she let the clerk choose the style. The shoes were also fluorescent in color, but not the same as Huo Xiao's.
"These 15,000 sets of clothes are for your emergency use. I also bought a lot of fabrics and will send them to you now."
The warehouse was full, so Huo Xiao moved the bronze mirror to the warehouse next door, and everyone moved the food in an orderly manner to the corner.
Soon, rolls of cloth fell down layer by layer. Each piece of cloth was smooth and bright, with lifelike prints and beautiful looks like a work of art.
Yan Changfeng thought he was used to seeing good things, and he was amazed as he touched the fabrics.
“It’s not silk, but it’s as soft and delicate as silk. It’s more wrinkle-resistant than silk and won’t lose its shape even if rubbed. It’s like cotton, but not entirely cotton. It’s light, thin and breathable. It’s really a good thing!”
"This pattern looks like it was printed, and it feels very smooth. It's not embroidery, but it's more exquisite than embroidery. I don't know how they did it, but it doesn't fade or deform at all. It's amazing!"
Huo Xiao looked at the piles of cloth and quickly came up with a plan in his mind, "Each of you take a few pieces of cloth back home and make clothes for your family. Tomorrow we will call for labor service. All the women who received porridge water must come and serve and make clothes for the soldiers."
Peng Haichang knelt down and accepted the order. He was responsible for distributing porridge and conscripting laborers.
Everyone pulled the cloth, thinking that the gods had delivered all the things, when suddenly there was a loud bang, and a huge strange thing appeared in the middle of the room!
At the bottom is a pedal, and above that is what looks like a table. On the table sits a dark iron lump that is thin in the middle and thick on the sides. There is a needle attached to the left side, and on the right is a round turntable.
Zhao Shan squatted on the ground and touched the pedal. It felt cold and hard, clearly made of iron!
"The black lump on it is also iron! Such a big piece of iron, when struck, it sounds like gold and jade, what good iron!"
Zhuo Zhantu is from Wangdu. His ancestors were blacksmiths. Now the Zhuo family is in charge of weapons manufacturing in Wangdu City. Their official positions are not high and they can only be regarded as a third-rate family, but their importance is self-evident.
He followed the Huo family army into battle in order to achieve military merit and help the Zhuo family advance to a higher level, rather than just being a minor official like a blacksmith.
He has always been taciturn and not very conspicuous, but he is good at martial arts. He grew up among a pile of weapons. When he heard that it was iron, he became interested.
"Such a large piece of iron must be an extremely powerful weapon. Major General, be careful and let me take a look."
Zhuo Zhantu walked around the sewing machine and stepped on the pedal carefully. The needle on the left side moved up and down at a very fast speed.
"With such a fast speed, it must not be a victory by force. Is it a hidden weapon? I just don't know how to use it. The things given by the gods are indeed magical."
Yan Changfeng was not good at studying or martial arts, he just liked to have fun, he liked all the strange things in the world, an idea suddenly came to him, he said excitedly: "I know, this is for making clothes! You can thread the thread here, the gods gave us the cloth, and also gave us the treasures for making clothes!"
Zhuo Zhantu stroked the black iron block, somewhat incredulous, "How can such good iron be used to make clothes? What a waste! If it is made into a weapon, only black iron can compare, and it may be even harder than black iron."
Huo Xiao held the black tablet and skillfully entered the password to turn it on. The gods were always very considerate and had indeed downloaded the video to teach them how to use the things in the divine world.
Several heads came together to watch the video.
All three hundred sewing machines have been transferred and are neatly arranged.
Zhuo Zhantu sighed, "The God Realm is indeed rich. Such fine cloth can be automatically spit out by the machine once it is started. Wouldn't it mean that everyone can have clothes to wear and never suffer from the cold again? Such fine iron can be used to make sewing machines, farm tools, and used to dig in the fields."
"The soldiers' weapons are mostly made of bronze, and some are even made of ox horns and bones. Very few are made of iron, and even if they are made of iron, it is not very strong. The Zhuo family has been forging iron for so many years, but they have only made a few good weapons."
Everyone present was equipped with iron swords, but the soldiers below did not have such good conditions.
The voice of the god came, "Iron is not a precious thing. You can buy it with money. It has a wide range of applications. It is used to make farm tools, build cars and ships, and build factories. I will send you weapons later."
Zhuo Zhantu's voice trembled a little. "Can everyone use iron weapons? How much iron would that require? The entire Wei Kingdom cannot mine so much iron. Although Wei Kingdom has iron ore, the iron that can be smelted is very small."
Ji Yun laughed and said, "Yes, everyone has one. I've already contacted them, but it takes time to sharpen the blade. It will be delivered soon."
"The sewing machine is for you to make clothes. Soldiers need to have enough food and water, and they also need to wear comfortable clothes. This is the basic guarantee of life. Every hero who defends the country should be treated like this."
Everyone was upset after hearing these words. They were used to being treated coldly, used to the annual shortage of food and cloth. Military generals were always inferior to civil officials, and they had to beg for help from everyone to keep the soldiers from going hungry.
But the gods told them that they were heroes and that this was what they deserved.
They eat the best rice, meat every day, wear soft clothes, and carry iron weapons. The gods are so good to them!
Zhao Hai is a straightforward person. When he gets emotional, his eyes turn red. Others can still hold back their tears, but he has already started wiping them away.
"The gods treat us as human beings. With the gods' words, even if I die in Pingyang City, my life as Zhao Hai will not be lived in vain!"
Everyone said in unison: "We swear to defend Pingyang City until our death and never let the gods down!"
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