Chapter 134 Swear not to tell anyone
Lu Chunniang pointed to each side of the hillside and introduced them one by one:
“This is the spinning area, this is the weaving area, next to it is the cutting area, next is the sewing area… and finally the warehouse area.”
Qin Yuan looked in the direction Lu Chunniang pointed and saw that people in different areas were constantly transporting the finished products produced in the previous area to the next area as raw materials.
All the areas are connected, and the materials flow through each area like water, turning from a thread into a piece of clothing.
Qin Yuan had seen large cloth workshops in the Jiangnan region before, and they were also divided into sections, but those were cloth workshops that had been passed down from generation to generation.
He had not expected that the cloth shop in the Lingnan mountain village would have such a clear division of labor.
Qin Yuan: "Thank you, Madam Lu, for taking me to visit the workshops."
It looks spectacular, but the actual finished product still needs to be examined in detail.
If the product does not meet the requirements, it must be redone.
Lu Chunniang and a few others started walking from the spinning area.
Qin Yuan saw that everyone was working, spinning non-stop, obviously very skilled and efficient.
Qin Xiao moved closer to a spinning wheel and saw that the lines on it were of uniform thickness and without any impurities.
Qin Xiao reached out to pick up the cotton thread to look at it, but was stopped by Lu Chunniang:
"Wait a minute, old man! If your hands are greasy, you shouldn't touch the thread."
After that, she took out two wet towels.
Qin Xiao saw that his fingers were still stained with the oil from eating peanuts, and laughed awkwardly:
"It was my fault for being careless."
Qin Yuan and Qin Xiao both took the towels, wiped their hands, and continued walking forward.
When I walked into the sewing area, I saw that it was further subdivided.
Some people specialize in sewing sleeves, some specialize in sewing trousers, and some specialize in sewing pockets.
Qin Yuan walked up to a woman who was sewing her pants with her head down, and saw that she was sewing the same part over and over again.
"Why did you sew this part again after you've already done it?"
The woman replied as she sewed, "Sir, these are the trouser legs. Soldiers march and fight, they have to walk and run, and they often sit on the sand, so the trouser legs and the back of the buttocks are prone to wear and tear. You need to sew more."
Qin Yuan nodded and asked another girl sewing pockets:
"Why are pockets sewn on the outside of clothes instead of on the inside?"
"Look, there are pockets sewn inside the clothes, but you have to sew them on the outside as well."
The needlework girl put down her needle and thread, draped the clothes over her body and demonstrated to Qin Yuan and the others:
"Winter in the northwest is cold, and soldiers wear armor on the outside, so it's inconvenient to reach inside their clothes to take things. Some commonly used items can be placed in the outer pockets of clothes. Appearance is secondary; practicality is the most important thing."
Qin Yuan gestured with his hand. The pocket was as big as an adult man's palm, enough to hold small items, and he could put his hands in to keep them warm when they were cold.
At the same time, Qin Xiao was also asking another farmhand:
"Why do you sew buttons on pants when you already have a belt?"
The farmhand replied, "This is what Madam Lu taught me. The buttons and buttonholes can be used to adjust the waist size. And if the belt breaks, there are buttons to hold it in place."
After listening to the farmhand's explanation, Qin Yuan sincerely praised: "Mrs. Lu is very thoughtful."
Qin Xiao praised it repeatedly and couldn't help but recall the past.
I remember when he first joined the army to fight, the enemy cut his belt one time and his pants fell off.
He wanted to pull up his pants, but his hand was injured again and he couldn't use any strength for a while.
Finally, a good brother beside him helped him walk back to the camp by holding up his trouser waist.
Qin Xiao won the battle, but lost face.
At that time, his good friends around him laughed at this matter for a long time. Qin Xiao still feels his face red when he thinks about it.
However, the brother had assured him that he would never tell anyone about this and would just keep it to himself.
Good brothers who have saved each other's lives on the battlefield can still be trusted.
Qin Xiao was looking at Lu Chunniang with admiration when he heard Lu Chunniang say:
"Your Excellency, thank you for your compliment. Actually, this wasn't my idea. It was suggested by Uncle Dashuan from our village."
"Uncle Dashuan from our village was a soldier when he was young, and he gave us a lot of advice. He said that when he was fighting in the war, a brother in the camp had his pants torn off, and after the victory, he carried his pants all the way home. So he suggested that we sew two more buttons."
It was indeed difficult for the soldiers to fight, but this incident was also really hilarious.
Everyone present laughed when they heard this, even Qin Yuan and Governor Gu couldn't help laughing.
There was laughter and harmony everywhere.
Only Qin Xiao, with a stiff face, didn't smile.
Qin Xiao: ...It’s not funny, not funny at all.
Qin Xiao didn't know which person who shared the same suffering as him was being talked about, but he felt uncomfortable when he heard it.
He awkwardly turned his gaze away from the cloth shop and pretended to look at the scenery outside to cover up his embarrassment.
The sewing area is flanked by other workshop areas to the east and west, and verdant hillsides to the north and south.
Qin Xiao's gaze fell on the hillside.
After seeing this, his eyes suddenly froze.
A white cloud in the sky cast a shadow on the grass.
A man walked in the shadows.
White clouds are floating and shadows are moving.
The man walking in the shadows had a brisk pace, even though he was very old.
Most of his hair was white, and his exposed profile was full of wrinkles.
He is as old as Qin Xiao, but his back is as straight as Qin Xiao's.
Qin Xiao pointed at the figure and asked in disbelief:
"Madam Lu, is that old man also a long-term worker in your workshop?"
Lu Chunniang looked over there and smiled:
"What a coincidence! That's Uncle Dashuan from our village. He doesn't work in the cloth shop, but he comes to help whenever he has time. He's getting better as he gets older."
Lu Chunniang called out affectionately, "Uncle Dashuan—"
Wei Dashuan was strolling on the green grass, feeling that it was a beautiful day and it was great to be alive.
After he finished his work in the breeding area, he came to the cloth shop to look around.
Give some advice from time to time and send Xue Che two fruits to quench his thirst.
He was about to go back to the bandit mountain next door, but when he heard Lu Chunniang calling him, he slowly turned around.
When he turned around, his eyes met Qin Xiao's.
Both of their bodies shook as if struck by lightning.
After staring at each other blankly for a moment, Wei Dashuan turned around and ran away!
Qin Xiao chased after him with all his strength:
“Don’t run!”
Wei Dashuan ran faster when he heard Qin Xiao's voice.
Qin Yuan and others standing in the cloth shop looked at the two old men running faster than rabbits on the grass in confusion.
Governor Gu and Lu Chunniang looked at Qin Yuan in confusion.
Qin Yuan clenched his fist and put it to his lips and coughed:
"Ahem... My old servant's eyesight is not good. I might have recognized the wrong person and ran after him. I hope Madam Lu will forgive me."
On the other side, Qin Xiao was running with sweat all over his forehead.
There was no way he could have mistaken someone.
That's Wei Fu.
It was his brother who suddenly disappeared many years ago.
He was also the brother who helped him pull up his pants waist back then!
Wei Dashuan was also running out of breath in the front, and his legs were about to smoke.
But he never dared to stop.
Qin Xiao's appearance was too sudden, and he hadn't figured out how to face his old friend.
Unable to face her, he subconsciously ran away in panic.
Wei Dashuan was familiar with the terrain and planned to go around into a small forest at the foot of the mountain in front to get rid of Qin Xiao.
He needs to calm down and think carefully about how to face his old brother.
Just as Wei Dashuan was about to run into the woods in a hurry, the soil under his feet suddenly loosened, and a shovel emerged from the soil without warning.
Wei Dashuan was caught off guard and fell forward to the ground.
He was completely stunned, and couldn't understand why a shovel suddenly appeared from the ground when there were no traps nearby.
Qin Xiao, who was blushing, took the opportunity to pounce on Wei Dashuan, pressed him down, grabbed his collar and yelled:
"Wei Gou! Didn't you swear not to tell anyone about that?!"
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