Zhao Xian nodded and listened as Shen Jianfeng continued.
"The invasion of the Jin army destroyed everything I had. The research I had done over the past two years was wiped out, which saddened me greatly."
I wanted to find a safe place to continue my research on white berries. After much thought, I decided to come to Xuexian Village. Once the product is developed, we can start mass production and benefit the people.
After listening to Shen Jianfeng's story, Zhao Xian was very happy, as he had wanted to do this for a long time.
The first step is to promote cotton cultivation. Then, the cotton produced will be processed, spun, woven, and made into clothing and bedding, which will greatly improve people's living conditions.
Just as Zhao Xiangan was about to say something, Wan Xiumei coughed.
Zhao Xian knew that she must have contracted pneumonia. This disease is nothing in modern society, but it was definitely a very serious disease in ancient times.
After a bout of coughing, Wan Xiumei noticed traces of blood on her handkerchief, which immediately made Shen Jianfeng tense.
“Young Master Shen, don’t worry, I will arrange for a doctor to come and treat Miss Wan immediately.” After saying this, Zhao Xian left the room and had someone invite the doctor over.
The family immediately went to fetch a doctor. Zhao Xian was about to go back to the house to continue his conversation with Shen Jianfeng when he suddenly remembered something and headed towards the workshop.
Upon arriving at a room in the workshop, Zhao Xian purchased a large quantity of cotton through the system. This cotton had not yet been processed and still contained cottonseed.
Then I bought some cotton wadding. After processing, the cotton seeds inside the wadding have been removed, so it can be used directly for spinning and weaving, or for making cotton quilts.
Considering that he would be planting cotton in the future, Zhao Xian bought some more cotton seeds, choosing superior varieties, of course.
Looking at the room full of cotton and cotton wadding, Zhao Xian nodded, closed the door, and left.
As they left the workshop, the doctor arrived, and Zhao Xian led him into the house to examine Wan Xiumei.
Wan Xiumei was still coughing at this moment. Shen Jianfeng stood next to her, gently patting her back, his face full of anxiety.
Upon seeing the doctor arrive, Shen Jianfeng quickly went to greet him and spoke urgently:
"Sir, you've arrived! Please take a look at Miss Wan."
The doctor nodded, glanced at Wan Xiumei, and immediately frowned.
He sat down opposite Wan Xiumei and began to take her pulse. After a long while, he finally spoke:
"There's a problem with her lungs, which isn't a big deal, but Miss Wan is too weak. She'll need careful treatment for a while to fully recover."
"As long as it can be cured, that's not a problem," Shen Jianfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said.
"Then please administer the medicine, sir."
The doctor nodded, began writing a prescription, and then sent someone to fetch the medicine.
The medicine arrived quickly, and the doctor personally brewed it. After Wan Xiumei took the medicine, Zhao Xian asked Qin Shiyu to find a place for Wan Xiumei to rest.
Because Wan Xiumei was already physically weak, and was exhausted from traveling for days, she fell into a deep sleep after lying down.
After observing for a while, the doctor noticed that Wan Xiumei's complexion was beginning to improve, and then said:
"Miss Wan is now out of danger. To be honest, illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is like pulling silk from a cocoon."
People with lung problems recover very slowly, so don't worry, Miss Wan should be fully recovered in about a month.
After the doctor finished speaking, he left. Seeing that Wan Xiumei was already fast asleep, he decided to let her get a good night's sleep.
Zhao Xian and Shen Jianfeng left Wan Xiumei's room and continued their discussion about Bai Diezi.
"Young Master Shen, when did you first come into contact with the white sesame seed, and how did you study it?" Zhao Xian asked.
“In the past, my father often went to some tribes in the south to do business. There is a plant called white berry in the area.”
Its ripe fruit produces fluffy material, which locals collect in a bag and use to make pillows, which are very useful.
My father thought these pillows were excellent, so he brought several back for the family to use.
Out of curiosity, I opened a pillow to take a look and found that it was full of cotton wool, which was very soft. No wonder it was so comfortable to use.
Then I had a sudden inspiration: could we spin these cotton fibers into yarn, weave them into cloth, and make them into clothes or quilts so that they could be used to keep warm in winter?
So I started researching, and I quickly disassembled several pillows in the house to use for experiments.
After some time, cotton yarn was spun out and cotton cloth was woven, which made me ecstatic.
However, I had used up all the cotton in the pillow, so I could not proceed with the next step of the research. Fortunately, there were quite a few seeds of white cypress in the cotton.
With the seeds, things will be much easier. I need to grow the white berries. Once the planting is successful, I will have a large amount of raw materials. With the raw materials, everything will be much easier.
Once these products were launched, they became essential items for every household, making it easy to earn money.
Unexpectedly, during this period, the Jin army invaded the Central Plains, and Panzhou became a living hell.
These Jin soldiers not only killed and burned, but they also destroyed the crops in the fields. The hundred-layered jujubes that I had painstakingly grown were also destroyed by them.
Now that my family is gone and I'm dead, it's difficult for me to even survive, let alone continue my research on white powder.
After Shen Jianfeng finished speaking, his eyes were already wet with tears. For him, this was no easy feat.
Seeing this, Zhao Xian spoke up:
"So, what are Young Master Shen's next plans?"
"After Xiumei recovers from her illness, I plan to go to the southern tribes to find white berries. I not only want to find cotton wool, but also collect white berry seeds to plant back home."
My father told me that he went to many tribes in the south, but only found white berries in one place.
Now that my father is dead, few people know about this place. I don't know if I can find Bai Diezi after going south.
No matter what, no matter how hard or tiring it gets in the future, I must find Bai Die Zi.
Shen Jianfeng's voice was firm; he seemed to have made up his mind.
Zhao Xian nodded and said, "It's excellent that Young Master Shen has such an idea. I support you and can even offer you assistance."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jianfeng immediately became excited and said:
"With Lord Shaofu's support, I will definitely be able to find the white sesame seeds. Once I have the white sesame seeds, I can use them to produce the products that people need."
"Young Master Shen, you don't need to go south to look for white berries anymore. I have everything you need here. Take them and study them."
Upon hearing this, Shen Jianfeng was stunned. How could the young master of the manor possibly possess such things? Had he made a mistake?
Seeing Shen Jianfeng's puzzled expression, Zhao Xian spoke up:
“I had heard of white pine before and had the same idea as you, so I had someone bring back some white pine cotton and seeds from Southeast Asia to conduct research and cultivation.”
But I have too many things to do and simply don't have time to do these things.
For the past few months, the soldiers and civilians of Shuixian Village have been fighting against the invaders, and all the things they bought have been stored in the workshop's warehouse.
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