Chapter 90 Teaching Sheep to Make Clothes
After frying the pies, Chu Ange sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave and watched the people of the Lamb Tribe busying around and stumbling as they learned to make pies.
The lights are on, the fireworks are dim, and the years are quiet and good.
The pie was delicious, and Long Chen hoped to eat some delicious pie while on the road... So he washed the frying pan and put it away, determined to take the pan with him when he was on the road.
Long Chen sat down next to Chu Ange and turned to look at her... She was watching the fireworks of the world, and he was watching the fireworks of his life.
The Wolf Forest tribe was also frying pies in full swing, and they were doing much better than the Lamb Tribe.
Monkey Seven was holding a big pie and chewing it while looking up at the two people at the entrance of the cave: "Should we continue our journey tomorrow?"
Langlin flipped the pie in the pot without even raising his head: "The messenger has her own arrangements. When she says to leave, we leave. When she says to stop, we stop."
"You're right. We should listen to the envoy when we are outside." Monkey Seven said, taking a bite of the pie, and he admired Chu Angge even more in his heart.
When everyone had almost finished eating, it was still early.
"I want to make all the cloth into cotton clothes." Chu Ange said. It was very cold at the seaside at that time, and the cloth exchanged for salt was far less valuable than cotton clothes.
Although the cotton was gone, she still had a lot of wool that had been dried in the sun and was very soft and fragrant.
"I'll do whatever you say." Long Chen said.
"Then I'll go find Mrs. Yang." Chu Ange walked towards the square.
It would be difficult for her to make clothes with so much fabric in a short time by herself, so she took this opportunity to teach the sheep people how to make cotton clothes.
"I'll go with you." Long Chen followed her closely.
Almost everyone in the Lamb Tribe got a pie, and the Sheep Chief also distributed some meat to everyone to roast and eat, so that everyone in the tribe could eat a little more... Don't keep thinking about the pie.
Although others were not full after eating the pies, Mrs. Sheep was quite full. The Sheep Chief kept feeding her and made sure she was well fed.
Although it wasn’t as delicious as what Chu Ange cooked, it was also the most delicious food she had ever eaten.
"Ange." Mrs. Yang saw Chu Ange coming from afar and waved at her.
Chu Ange raised her hand and waved: "Mrs. Yang, I will teach you how to make cotton clothes."
"Now? That's great. Thank you, Ange." Mrs. Sheep threw the half-eaten pie in her hand to the Sheep Chief and wiped her hands on her fur skirt: "Let's go."
"Go learn in my cave." Chu Ange said. The raw materials were all in her cave, so it would be more convenient to use.
"Well, okay." said Mrs. Yang.
After walking a few steps, Chu Ange stopped again. Madam Yang followed behind her and saw her suddenly stop and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I still have a lot of cloth. Do you want to call a few more females to come and learn together?" Chu Ange said. He didn't know the IQ of the sheep-beastmen and whether they could learn to make clothes. If he taught a few more, some would be able to learn it.
With more hands, the finished product would come out faster… She had already wasted two days at the Sheep Tribe, and she didn’t want to waste any more of the afternoon.
"I'll go call them right away." Mrs. Yang said gratefully and went to call people immediately.
Chu Ange went back to the cave to prepare first, and after everyone was present, he began teaching.
Mrs. Sheep was very quick and called over four little females.
When people arrived, Chu Ange laid out the cloth, stone knife, bone needles and hemp rope that he had prepared in advance.
"Take the center point of the fabric as the center of the circle and fold it like this. Fold this piece backwards and cut off the tip. This will be the neckline." Chu Ange explained as he operated.
“Cut out the armhole along this line, and do the same on the other side. Once the cutting is complete, you only need to trim the edges, without the need for complicated sewing.”
Chu Ange taught the ancient method of one-piece cutting, and she didn’t know the complicated ones.
"Do you understand this step? If you don't understand, please tell me immediately and I can demonstrate it again." Chu Ange said, looking at the four little females and Mrs. Yang.
I don't expect them to learn it while I'm at it.
"Got it." The four little females nodded in unison.
Chu Ange thought that he would have to teach them a few more times before they could understand: "..."
"Have you really learned it? After I leave, no one will be able to teach you." Chu Ange said uncertainly.
"Yes." The little female nodded confidently, took the stone knife from Chu An Ge's hand, and cut out a similar one according to the method she had just taught her.
Although my cutting skills were not that proficient, I still succeeded in one go.
Chu Ange: “…Excuse me.” Who said primitive people were stupid?
Later she realized that it was not that the sheep were smart, but that they had no hunting ability and could only rely on their own hands to create a living environment. The sheep were all good at hands-on skills.
Of course, there is nothing much to teach about the ancient one-piece cutting method. There is no shape or style, not even a pattern.
"Making cotton clothes requires a double layer, so you need to cut out another piece of the same one, sew them together, and then stuff wool or cotton inside." Chu Ange continued.
After Chu Ange finished speaking, he let them make it themselves.
It is better to practice once than to theory ten times.
Mrs. Yang learned slowly, but she finally learned it after several times.
"Mr. Envoy, do you think this is okay?" A little female took the first finished product she had made and ran over happily to present it to Chu Ange.
Chu Ange looked at it and said, "Very good, that's how it's done."
"Great, thank you, Messenger." The little female looked at the cloth on the stone platform again and murmured, "Can I make another one?"
She really fell in love with making clothes, and she felt a great sense of accomplishment when she turned a piece of cloth into a piece of clothing.
"Of course, these fabrics are for you to practice, you have to finish making them all." Chu Ange said.
"Actually, I'm going to take these clothes to the beach to exchange for salt. If you help me make them, I'll pay you. How about I pay you with bacon?" Chu Ange added.
Mrs. Yang had eaten bacon before. It tasted fragrant and salty, and was delicious.
When she heard Chu Ange say that she would pay them, she was terrified. It was their honor to be able to help the envoy. The envoy not only taught them for free, but also let them practice with her fabrics. How could they ask for compensation from the envoy?
But when he heard that the reward was bacon, he swallowed his words back, and said with fear and expectation: "Really?"
"It must be true." Chu Ange said. She believed that if she took these cotton clothes to the beach for exchange, they would definitely be more valuable than bacon.
Mrs. Yang was very happy and couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
By the evening, all the cloth that Chu Ange had taken out had been made into "wool coats".
"Thank you for your hard work. This is the smoked meat I promised you." Chu Ange took out two pieces of smoked bacon from the salt exchange supplies and gave them to them.
"It's not hard, thank you, Messenger." Mrs. Yang took the bacon and went back with the four little females.
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