Chapter 138 Cotton Cloth
Jian Mo took the fruit from the sub-orc boy's hand and examined it carefully.
The fruit is not big, a little smaller than a table tennis ball. There is a cracked shell on the outside, and white floc comes out of the shell, which contrasts clearly with the yellow-brown shell.
Jian Mo pinched open the shell and took out the white cotton wool.
I saw that the wrapped wadding was about the size of a longan, and there were seeds like orange seeds inside. I had to twist them with my hands to take out the seeds.
After cleaning the seeds, there will be less lint.
Jian Mo couldn't help but feel disappointed.
It's too troublesome to get such a little bit of white cotton wool. If it is woven into cloth, the process will be indispensable.
Jian Mo calmed down and asked the boy: "What is the name of this plant?"
The boy said: "It seems to have no name, it is just a wild fruit. We originally planned to pick it to make earrings and necklaces. The cracked shell is filled with white fluff. It looks pretty, like a strange bead."
Jian Mo took a look and agreed with the boy: "It is indeed pretty."
The boy: "It is just not very durable, so not many people pick this fruit. Jian Doctor Mo, is this the fruit you want? "
Jian Mo smiled: "Yeah, thank you."
The young man was a little excited: "You're welcome, I'll give it to you if you want it."
Jian Mo put away the two fruits: "Thank you. Where did you pick the fruits? I want to go to more places tomorrow. Pick some."
The young man said straightforwardly: "It's on the mountain. If you want to pick some, I can lead the way."
Jian Mo: "Thank you for your hard work. I'll tell Xin Jun that I'll trouble you tomorrow."
The young man Waving his hand: "You're welcome!"
Jian Mo took the two fruits back to the temporary residence and showed the fruits to Wu Jiong.
Wu Jiong said after reading it: "The floss inside is quite soft, but it may not be easy to take it out."
Jian Mo: "For now, we can only collect some, take out the floss inside and weave it into cloth to try. If it works, If the cloth doesn’t work, then don’t think about it anymore. If it works, we’ll think of other ways.”
Wu Jiong: “Then give it a try.”
We’ll take the young men from the Jiu Nian tribe up the mountain to pick the fruits of the Jiu Nian tribe. I have to tell Mr. Xin no matter what.
Mr. Xin didn't mind them going up the mountain to pick fruits, but he was wondering: "You go up the mountain to pick these, uh, you said cotton bolls to weave cloth? Isn't cloth not useful? These fruits are small and have many seeds. It should be quite difficult to weave them into cloth. It's troublesome."
Jian Mo: "Mainly we want to try it. I feel that cotton is softer and finer, and it should be softer when woven into cloth."
Xin Jun: "Then it is not suitable for summer use."
Jian Mo smiled: "It's almost the end of summer. If it's not suitable, we can use it in autumn and winter."
Xin Jun thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take you there myself tomorrow."
Jian Mo said quickly, "No need. Just let Yichuan lead the way for us." .”
Yikawa is the name of the beastman boy.
Xin Jun said: "I also want to see what the cotton bolls look like after being woven into cloth. I have never paid attention to this plant before."
Since Xin Jun has already said so, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong naturally can't refuse. So
the two sides agreed to get up early the next day and go into the mountains to pick as many cotton bolls as possible.
As for the agreement to go to Baizhi tribe to exchange white milk fruit, they had to temporarily cancel it.
Yichuan was leading the team in front, and he was a little excited. They ran and jumped, their steps were light and agile.
The others were not so relaxed.
It was a bit hot today, and the mountain was full of bushes and weeds. They had to chop the grass on both sides while climbing the mountain, and everyone's face was red from the heat.
In particular, the cotton trees did not grow in clusters, but were scattered here and there. After picking the cotton bolls from one tree, they had to look for a while before picking the cotton bolls from the second tree.
There were many insects on the road . , buzzing, and flew towards them.
Jian Mo quickly took out the medicinal oil he had exchanged from the Mengshui tribe and gave it to everyone to use, so that they could avoid the risk of being bitten by mosquitoes.
Jian Mo wiped the sweat off his chin with his hand: "It's not easy to pick some cotton bolls."
Xin Jun: "It's too tiring. If you hadn't said that cotton bolls can be woven into cloth, we probably wouldn't have come here to pick them even if we had heard about it. . "
Jian Moxiao: "I really appreciate your trust in me."
Xin Jun: "No, no, no, I want to thank you for sharing with us. Let's go, there should be a few cotton trees ahead. When I was young, I came here. Come here to pick cotton bolls."
Jian Mo: "Speaking of which, these ornaments you made are really I don't think it has been seen outside."
Xin Jun said helplessly: "Whether it is ornaments made of cloth or plants, they are too easy to be damaged. Most people are not willing to exchange them. We have exchanged ornaments made by the Dianxin tribe. , and I have collected a few of them."
Jian Mo smiled and said, "I also have a wreath headdress made by the Dianxin tribe, which Wu Jiong gave me."
Xin Jun was curious: "What kind is it?"
Jian Mo: "It's a metal ring, made of The petals are made of glass. Do you know what glass is? "
Everyone around pricked up their ears.
After hearing this, an orc couldn't help but say: "I saw an orc from the Mengshui tribe make a necklace out of glass blocks and gave it to his partner. Is that right?"
Jian Mo: "That might be something we exchanged for from our tribe.
The others couldn't help but push the beastman: "What does it look like?" The
beastman gestured: "It's a bit like winter ice, but colorful. When you put it in the sun, you can gather a spot of light in the middle of the shadow. It's beautiful. However, the orc didn’t allow others to see it, so he let us take a look.
Speaking of this, the orcs were depressed: “That guy wanted to show off but was hiding it. He’s not generous at all!”
The orcs and sub-orcs around heard this. , all showed a longing expression.
Xin Jun said, "When we have time, we will definitely go to your tribe to have a look."
Jian Mo invited, "We can go during the Summer Harvest Festival. But if we want to change the glass, it's best to come in winter. We haven't made glass for a long time. "
Alkali is needed to burn glass, but the alkali collected by their tribe has been almost used up, so they are unable to burn glass for the time being.
Recently, the tribe has made a lot of metal tools. The wood and metal for burning charcoal are exchanged from other tribes. Many tribes are now willing to exchange things with them. They have made a lot of money, and many people have more than one metal tool.
Xin Jun and his friends agreed: "If we have time, we will go to cheer you up."
Jian Mo: "You can come, we can host you. There are many empty houses in our tribe now, and they all have glass windows. You can live in the empty houses when you come."
Xin Jun and his friends heard this and couldn't help but yearn for it: "Are you rich enough to use glass for windows?"
Jian Mo: "Glass will not break, and even if it breaks, it can be recycled. Use it as a window first, and take it down when you need it urgently. It's not a big deal."
Everyone chatted and continued to pick cotton bolls.
Some cotton bolls grow very tall, but the branches are too thin for people to climb up to pick them.
Everyone can only jump to pull down the branches to pick them.
Jian Mo was also jumping on the side, and Wu Jiong watched him jump a few times, then reached out to hold his waist and lifted him up.
Jian Mo turned around and saw Wu Jiong, his eyes narrowed.
Cotton bolls are not heavy and take up a lot of space. Everyone picked them for a whole day and picked a total of five baskets.
After returning to the tribe, Xin Jun asked everyone to take a shower. It was too hot today, and they had to take a shower to relax before working.
Jian Mo took out new soap, cut the soap into small pieces and distributed them to everyone, telling them how to use the soap.
Everyone took the soap to take a shower, and after taking a shower, they felt very clean and refreshed, and their skin condition was completely different.
So everyone went to Jian Mo to exchange soap.
Including the reward for yesterday's ear piercing, many people in the Jiu Nian tribe owe Jian Mo cloth, and it will take ten days or half a month to collect them all.
Everyone simply discussed exchanging some dried fruit meat or something for Jian Mo, and no longer exchanged cloth. The remaining cloth will be delivered to him in due time, just in time to visit the Riverside Tribe when it is delivered to the Riverside Tribe.
Jian Mo agreed.
It gets dark late in the summer, and it is not completely dark after everyone has taken a bath and eaten.
So everyone lit up the insect-proof grass, applied the ointment of the Mengshui tribe, and took a cool in the open space, processing the cotton bolls.
Cotton bolls are not easy to process. Everyone first uses a stick to pry out the cotton wool inside, and then pulls the cotton wool into pieces and picks out the cotton seeds inside. It takes several processes to process a ball of cotton wool.
It takes a certain amount of strength to pull the cotton wool, and after pulling for a long time, everyone's knuckles will hurt.
Jian Mo moved his fingers slightly and silently remembered this favor.
After pulling out the cotton wool, Xin Jun carried it to the basket: "We have to spin it into thread first."
Jian Mo looked at the basket full of white cotton wool, and felt a sense of accomplishment: "Spinning thread should be relatively simple."
Xin Jun nodded: "Indeed, we are experienced in spinning and weaving cloth, leave it to us, we will try to weave the cloth before tomorrow night."
Jian Mo: "I won't be polite with you, your skills are indeed much better than ours."
Xin Jun said proudly: "Our family has been weaving cloth for hundreds of years, and we are so skilled at it."
Jian Mo made a request: "Then when you spin the thread, can you spin it a little thinner? The thinner the thread, the softer the cloth."
Xin Jun: "No problem, how thin do you want it to be?"
Jian Mo: "It's up to you guys. I don't have much experience, so just use your judgment. I hope the cloth can be thinner but not too thin, otherwise it will tear if it's torn and can't be used."
Xin Jun naturally understood this truth, and nodded after a moment of silence: "Leave it to us."
Jian Mo: "Then we'll continue to pick cotton bolls tomorrow."
Xin Jun: "I'll arrange a few people to go with you."
Jian Mo waved his hand quickly: "That's too much trouble for you. If you don't mind, Wu Jiong and I can go into the mountains by ourselves."
The Jiu Nian tribe still has a lot of cloth stored. In such hot weather, they should be more inclined to weave cloth in the tribe.
Jian Mo was embarrassed to trouble them.
Xin Jun didn't mind them going into the mountains. Apart from bushes, there was nothing special in their territory.
Cotton bolls didn't count. They had never thought of doing anything with this plant before.
After persuading Jian Mo and his friends for a while, Xin Jun stopped persuading them when he saw that they really didn't want anyone to follow them into the mountains. The
next morning, Jian Mo and Wu Jiong got up early and went into the mountains after having breakfast with the people from the Jiu Nian tribe.
It was cooler in the morning, and it was more comfortable to go into the mountains with the morning breeze.
They rode on Jiu Jiu and Ying Ao and flew in the direction they had been yesterday, but went deeper into the mountains.
Jiu Jiu and Ying Ao both fly very fast, but they are not adapted to an environment with a lot of weeds and shrubs.
They live in places with tall trees, and the gaps between trees are large enough for them to move through. In this environment with a lot of weeds and shrubs, their wings can be easily injured.
After carrying them to the place, Jian Mo slid down from Jiujiu and patted its butt: "Jiujiu, you guys go play. You can take a dip in the stream. We'll pick cotton bolls nearby. We'll call you when we're ready to leave."
Jiujiu didn't know if he understood, but he responded enthusiastically: "Jiu--"
Ying Ao should have really understood, and he used his right front wing to support Jiujiu, and said steadily: "Jiu!"
Jian Mo smiled and pushed them: "Then you guys go play."
Jian Mo and Wu Jiong went up the mountain.
The surrounding area was all primeval forests, with tall and dense plants. After entering the forest, let alone seeing the scenery outside, even the sky could only be seen through the gaps between the leaves.
However, there are many things to pick in the forest. Before they found cotton bolls, they had already harvested a lot of berries, nuts, spices, insects and small wild animals.
Jian Mo picked berries and ate them at the same time, and his lips were stained purple and black.
Wu Jiong thought he was cute and couldn't help but come over and kiss him.
It was not convenient for the two of them to live outside, and they hadn't been intimate for several days.
Once they kissed, they couldn't control themselves.
Jian Mo's hands were on Wu Jiong's abdominal muscles, and he touched them twice. When he was about to move down, he suddenly heard a "chirp" sound.
His animal ears fluttered uncontrollably and stood up a little.
In the distance, the chirping sound continued.
Long and short, just like the sound of a cicada. It didn't sound scary, but rather exciting. It should be safe.
Jian Mo kissed Wu Jiong again in frustration: "What is Chirping doing?"
It was impossible to continue. If Chirping caught him, it would be embarrassing.
Wu Jiong listened and said, "Some of the sounds are not chirping."
Jian Mo listened carefully and said, "Huh, it doesn't seem to be the cry of Ying Ao either. What kind of cry is that? Could it be other winged beasts?"
Just as they were about to walk to an open place to take a look, an excited voice came closer and closer: "Brother Jian Mo, we're here to play with you."
Jian Mo looked ahead and saw a group of fat chirps flapping their wings and flying over. The leading fat chirp even hit several branches, causing leaves to fly.
Jian Mo's voice was not too enthusiastic: "Why are you here?"
The fat birds:
"Jiujiu didn't come to play with us yesterday, so we wanted to come and see what's going on. By the way, we also wanted to bring the white milk fruit that the Jiunian tribe wanted."
"We just arrived at the Jiunian tribe. They said you went into the mountains to find a plant called cotton boll, so we came to help."
"Brother Jian Mo, show us the cotton bolls, shall we help find it? We are very good at finding things. We can find a rough idea by flying in the sky."
Jian Mo listened to their excited chattering and took out the cotton bolls: "This is the cotton boll we are looking for."
The fat birds came closer to take a look, their eyes wide open: "No problem, leave it to us." The
fat birds said, and tacitly divided into several groups and flew in various directions such as east, south, west and north.
Jian Mo looked up, and the chicks had already flown far away.
Jian Mo murmured, "They are quite enthusiastic."
Before Jian Mo finished speaking, a chick called out, "Chick-Jian Mo brother, this way!"
The sound of flapping wings came from the air, and the chicks from other directions flew towards the calling chick.
Wu Jiong pulled Jian Mo, "Let's go too."
Soon, Jian Mo and the others reached the place where the cotton boll trees were.
The chicks turned around and happily called Jian Mo and Wu Jiong over. Some of the chicks even picked the cotton bolls with their claws and threw them far into Jian Mo's basket.
The beastmen of the Baizhi tribe were not very different in human form. After they turned into beasts, Jian Mo could not tell which fat chirp had thrown the cotton bolls into his basket. He could only nod to them and say, "Thank you."
The fat chirps said generously, "You're welcome, chirp!"
Jian Mo laughed, "You didn't have the chirp in your previous calls, did you? Are you imitating chirp?"
The fat chirps said, "Yes, brother Jian Mo, don't you think the chirp's voice is particularly cute?"
The chirp in the distance, perhaps because it heard its name, dragged out its voice, "Chirp-Chirp--"
Everyone laughed together.
Jian Mo laughed and said, "It's really cute."
The fat chirps helped pick the cotton bolls together, and chatted while picking.
Jian Mo's attention was completely attracted, and his hands moved unconsciously. After a while, he had picked all the cotton bolls.
The fat chirps flew up and looked for other cotton bolls.
The fat birds do have an advantage in finding things.
When Jian Mo and Wu Jiong are looking for cotton bolls in the forest, their vision may be blocked by branches. The fat birds can get a general idea by flying in the sky.
The fat birds are in animal form and flexible, so they can fly close to the trees, which makes it particularly convenient
for them to find things. After they joined in, Jian Mo and his team harvested a lot more.
Everyone picked cotton bolls in the mountains for most of the day.
In the afternoon, Jian Mo saw that the three baskets he brought were almost full, so he invited the fat birds to take a bath in the river, eat the jerky they brought from the riverside tribe, and wash the berries they picked today to share.
The fat birds changed back into human form, wrapped themselves in animal skin skirts, and squeezed over. They were all skinny and petite teenagers.
Everyone was crowded together, chattering and telling Jian Mo and Wu Jiong about the interesting things that happened recently. They had been to many places and knew a lot of gossip, so it was fun to talk about it.
Jiujiu and Ying Ao also squeezed over, staring at everyone with curiosity, especially Jiujiu. No matter whether they could understand or not, they would chirp to show their support.
The young men from the Baizhi tribe leaned on Jiujiu or climbed on Jiujiu's back and continued to chat.
When the sun was about to set, they reluctantly wanted to go back and said they would come to help tomorrow.
Jian Mo thanked them for their kindness and said with a smile, "We may have to go back tomorrow and not go out to pick cotton bolls."
The young men showed disappointed expressions on their faces.
Jian Mo invited them: "We are going to celebrate the Summer Harvest Festival. If you are interested, you can come and have a look. It shouldn't be too far to fly over. I will treat you to something to eat then."
The young men became happy again and readily agreed: "Okay, when?"
Wu Jiong: "The next full moon day."
The orc world is particularly fond of full moon days. Perhaps because of the underdeveloped productivity, the nights are often accompanied by darkness. Therefore, every bright and glorious full moon day is particularly lovely.
Even if some full moon days are not festivals, people in the tribe often gather for meals and drinks, and sing and dance around the campfire.
Thinking of this, Jian Mo suddenly missed the tribe.
Summer is a good time to brew wine. The tribe often collects berries, mashes them, and adds the dregs from previous wine to pottery jars for brewing.
Every brewing was a collective labor. Everyone gathered together to work and chat, and finished the work in laughter.
It was the same when working in the Jiunian tribe, but this was just a friendly tribe, and it was more comfortable to be in one's own tribe.
Jian Mo said to Wu Jiong: "Let's try to go back tomorrow. If it's not possible, we must leave the day after tomorrow. I want to see how the tribe is preparing. I wonder if Ban Ming's training is effective?"
Wu Jiong: "Then let's go back tomorrow evening. The moonlight these nights is good. We can take advantage of the coolness to speed up our journey."
Jian Mo nodded with shining eyes: "It sounds good to fly in the moonlight riding Jiujiu and Yingao."
They chatted all the way and flew back to the Jiunian tribe.
The people of the Jiu Nian tribe had already prepared dinner, and the whole tribe was filled with the aroma of food.
However, Xin Jun and his friends were not in the mood to eat. As soon as they saw Jian Mo and Wu Jiong, they couldn't wait to come over and hold Jian Mo.
"Doctor Jian Mo, the cloth is woven, look!"
"This cloth is so soft, soft and comfortable, not prickly at all. Only cloth woven from animal velvet can be so soft."
"Animal velvet is much harder to collect than cotton bolls, so our cotton cloth is better."
Everyone hugged Jian Mo and stuffed cloth into his hands.
This piece of cloth is about the size of a bath towel, and it is indeed very soft. Jian Mo feels that it is softer than the cotton cloth he saw in his previous life. It feels a bit fuzzy, soft but not slippery, probably because the thread is relatively fine, but it has a certain weight in the hand, which is very magical.
The feel of the new cotton cloth is much better than that of animal hair and cloth.
As soon as he touched it, Jian Mo was sure that this cloth would be very good for making underwear, socks, bath towels, etc.
Jian Mo: "It's really well woven, is this the only piece of cloth?"
Xin Jun shook his head: "The other cloths are still on the weaving rack, I want to show you this piece. We'll continue weaving after dinner."
Jian Mo: "I'll go with you. This cloth is really good, I want to take more back to the tribe."
Xin Jun: "Take it, give you half, and we'll keep half for ourselves."
Jian Mo nodded: "Okay, you see how to exchange, we'll exchange with supplies."
Even if they were brother tribes, Jian Mo couldn't take advantage of the Jiunian tribe. They participated in picking cotton bolls, but the spinning and weaving were all done by the people of the Jiunian tribe.
If Jian Mo wanted to take the cloth away, he must replenish some supplies.
The replenished supplies were supplies for the Jiunian tribe, and the supplies owed to them by the people of the Jiunian tribe were their private transactions, and the two were different.
Xin Jun agreed immediately: "No problem, you can just replace the cloth supplies with the yarn."
Jian Mo laughed: "Cotton cloth is so difficult to weave, aren't you at a disadvantage?"
Xin Jun: "If you hadn't come, we wouldn't have known that cotton bolls could be woven into cotton cloth, so it's not a disadvantage. When we weave other cotton cloth in the future, we can also replace it in this way." Jian
Mo: "Thank you."
After talking about replacing the cotton cloth, Jian Mo suggested: "This piece of cotton cloth is a bit too soft. When we weave the cloth tomorrow, we can adjust the thickness of the cotton thread."
Xin Jun: "I thought so too. We will do it later. Adjustment, just in time to spin out the cotton thread tonight and weave it tomorrow."
Jian Mo: "Thanks for your hard work. We want to go back tomorrow after changing the fabric. It's cooler to walk at night."
Xin Jun was a little reluctant to let him go: "Will it be unsafe?"
Jian Mo: "It's okay. We can ride on flying beasts and fly in the air. There's nothing unsafe."
Xin Jun said: "Then let's seize the time and weave out the fabric we're going to change for you first."
Jian Mo: "That's great. Wu Jiong and I will help get the cotton wool."
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