Chapter 56 Weaving Mulberry Silk (Update)

Wang Yating and Qian Junsheng made a scene, but at least they went home peacefully.

Gu Lanting was probably on a mission as he said, and he has not been seen for the past few days.

The old lady was safely in the hospital, and life gradually became stable. Yuan Xiao started to make things and sell them on the black market.

Zhao Fubing had been free for a while, and on the first day he came to pick up the goods, he brought good news.

He found someone who knew how to weave mulberry silk!

Yuan Xiao put down what he was doing and followed him.

Following Zhao Fubing, they turned into a small alley. Zhao Fubing pointed to a door and said, "That's it. I don't know this family either. I just heard that the old lady in her family knows this craft."

Nowadays, textile factories have looms, and hand-woven cloth is not rare, so few people know how to do it.

Yuan Xiao raised his eyebrows and pointed at the door in surprise: "Brother Bingzi, this one?"

Isn't this the place where Gu Lanting hid when she was chased in the black market last time?

There is an old lady in there, she is old.

She still remembers that I left a few packets of rose cakes for her.

"Yes, I'll go buy something first, you go in and have a look."

Yuan Xiao knocked on the door after Zhao Fubing left.

After knocking a few times, no one answered. Yuan Xiao thought that the old lady might be hard of hearing, so he knocked again patiently.

After waiting for a long time, he heard movement inside: "Who is it?"

Yuan Xiao knocked on the door again, "Grandma, my name is Yuan Xiao, sorry to bother you." After a

while of silence inside, Yuan Xiao heard the old lady's footsteps rubbing against the ground. She walked out slowly, saying as she walked: "The door is not locked, come in yourself."

Yuan Xiao pushed it, and the door creaked open.

The old lady was the same as last time, with her silver hair combed neatly and her eyes unfocused.

She was not dark, but very thin.

"Are you the girl who gave me rose cakes last time?" The old lady's voice was hoarse, and she stood there with her cane without moving.

Yuan Xiao took two steps forward, "Yes, you still remember me?"

The old lady sneered, "I am blind, but I have good hearing!"

She turned around and walked in slowly. Yuan Xiao wanted to help her, but the old lady spoke first: "My heart is not blind either, no need for help!"

Yuan Xiao withdrew his hand. Well, she is still a stubborn old lady!

This yard is quite large, but no one has cleaned it for a long time, revealing a desolate and lonely feeling. Everything in the yard is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Except for the room where the old lady lives, the doors of other rooms are closed, and no light can penetrate.

She followed the old lady into the room, and saw a desk and three black and white photos hanging on the wall.

Yuan Xiao touched his arm. One of the photos was of the old lady herself, which was a bit creepy.

"Grandma, I came here today to talk to you about something. I heard that you can weave mulberry silk?"

The old lady put down her crutches and sat by the window. When she heard Yuan Xiao mention mulberry silk weaving, she was stunned for a moment, as if she was lost in her memories.

Yuan Xiao did not disturb her and took another look at the photos on the wall.

Next to the old lady's photo was a man in his fifties, probably her husband.

Below was a photo of a young man, who was handsome and had a similarity to the man above. He should be their son.

Time passed in a long silence, and the old lady suddenly woke up and returned to her senses. "Why are you asking this? I'm half blind, can I still weave cloth for you?"

Yuan Xiao bit his lip. Really.

She felt lost. Even if the old lady's eyesight was fine, she was so old, she couldn't be forced to endure it.

She was thinking wrongly!

Yuan Xiao didn't say anything. He took out a small bag of ginseng slices from the bag and put it on the table. "Grandma, this is ginseng slices. You can drink it regularly. It's good for your body."

Last time, she gave Zhou Fang a slice to hold in her mouth and saved her child. Later, Grandma He also made soup with ginseng for her. I heard that when she went to the hospital for a prenatal check-up, the doctor said that the baby was very healthy.

Chu Jiangping also listened to Yuan Xiao these days and took the ginseng slices to make tea. His complexion was obviously much better.

Yuan Xiao put down the ginseng slices and prepared to leave, but he heard the old lady speak again: "I didn't help you, nor did I take advantage of you, you can take it back!"

The old lady didn't appreciate it, but Yuan Xiao didn't get angry. He smiled and coaxed her a few words, saying that it would be good for her health, in the same tone he usually used to coax her grandma.

But the old lady started to wipe her tears after just a few words.

The sobs came into Yuan Xiao's ears, carrying deep pain, like dense needles piercing his heart.

Yuan Xiao was at a loss for a moment, wondering if he had said something wrong, and didn't know how to comfort her.

She took out the mushroom sauce and wine that she was going to give to Tan Yanan from the bag and gently placed them on the table, "This is the mushroom sauce and wine that I made myself. The mushroom sauce goes well with rice. My grandma can eat two bowls of it with rice! Drinking wine before bed can help you sleep, but you can't drink too much."

The old lady paused, then burst out laughing, very happy.

This girl is coaxing her like a child!

She is not a child, how can she be coaxed by a little food?

Then, the old lady was heard to say something that was not in line with her heart: "Is it really so delicious?"

Yuan Xiao looked around and picked up the spoon in the old lady's teacup, "I'll open it for you to taste."

As soon as she opened the lid, a fragrance came out. The old lady would never admit it, and her saliva was coming out!

Yuan Xiao scooped a small spoonful. She was willing to use oil. The mushroom sauce was covered with bright oil, and the fried crispy pork belly was fragrant and delicious.

The old lady took a bite, sipped it slowly in her mouth, and felt relaxed all over!

Don’t say it, this girl’s cooking skills are really good. She couldn’t help but save the rose pastry she made last time, but she still finished it in one go!

"Is it delicious? Next time I will bring you some more rose pastry, but it has a high sugar content and you can’t eat too much. You are old now, you have to eat less oil, less salt and less sugar. My grandma is in the hospital now, and the doctor said she has to avoid certain foods, otherwise she will get diabetes!"

Yuan Xiao chattered, moving all the words he told his grandma here.

The old lady was a little jealous. If her granddaughter was still around, she would probably be a few years older than Yuan Xiao!

She sighed, "Nowadays, textile factories have machines and promote automation. Why do you want to find hand-woven cloth?"

Yuan Xiao put the lid back and said, "I have collected a batch of silkworm silk. Machines are good, but silkworm silk weaving is a traditional craft of our China. This thing cannot be lost. It is best to pass it down."

Just like tea leaves, it is obvious that in later generations, technology is advanced and tea frying is generally done by machines, but good Longjing, Biluochun, etc. are still hand-fried.

Inherit? Yuan Xiao suddenly had an idea. Yes! It can be passed down!

The old lady can't do it, she can find someone to learn it!

"Grandma, if I find someone who has a basic knowledge of weaving, can you teach her?"

It takes too long to learn from scratch, so naturally it's best to have someone who has a basic knowledge.

The old lady nodded, "That's feasible! Otherwise, I'll teach you directly, and it's convenient for you to learn by yourself."

Yuan Xiao smiled, "I can't do it. I can make food, but I really can't learn to weave cloth!"

The old lady didn't force it. Not everyone can do this kind of thing. "Anyway, it's not a rare thing. Even if you don't find me, you can find someone else who can. When you have time, find someone to come and learn. I have a silk weaving machine in the next room. It's ready! If you learn it, I'll give it to you!"

Yuan Xiao got the old lady's confirmation, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart, and his voice was crisp and bright: "Okay, then you wait, I'll find someone now!"