During the fabric textile process, according to the vertical and horizontal distribution of the lines, they are called warp and weft lines.

The so-called velvet ring brocade is the method of weft velvet, which is similar to the towel textile in later generations.

However, the velvet ring brocade at this time is mainly used for patterned textiles. For example, this weaving method is used on some brocades. After weaving, carefully cut the velvet rings. It looks like a furry pattern, attached to the fabric. Fabrics like this are usually more expensive.

As for facial scarves, people of this era use any fabric to make facial scarves. It is common for wealthy people to use silk to make facial scarves. Most of them buy fabrics and go back to cut and process them at home.

Erniang and the others have never heard of any workshop that specializes in facial scarves. However, they still attach great importance to Luo Yong's proposal and seriously considered the feasibility of this proposal.

If a new thing is made, if it cannot be accepted by the public, it will inevitably face a situation of backlog of losses in the end.

Erniang and the others also thought about whether to try to do a small amount this year. If the market is optimistic, and if production is increased in the future, it will inevitably lose the opportunity. Changle County is located in a remote area and is inconvenient to transport. If the market is optimistic at that time, someone in Liangzhou will easily be robbed of the market.

Luo Yong cannot guarantee that he can make money by selling towels. After all, this is related to the life concepts and living habits of people at that time, and it is not good to be too advanced.

However, Erniang and the others did not hesitate for too long. The next morning, Luo Yong heard that they had made a decision. This year's weaving workshop mainly focused on weaving facial scarves.

The reason for making such a decision was on the one hand because of the belief that Luo Yong's judgment was that although it was a waste of resources for them to use such expensive white cloth to produce small pieces of facial scarves, it was not a rare thing for those families with strong financial resources.

On the other hand, their current situation is not very suitable for doing too fine work, and the main reason is that they lack excellent weavers and mature patterns. The production of small pieces of facial towels is much simpler than the fabric that is made into pieces. Even if something goes wrong, the waste is just a facial towel, not a whole piece of fabric.

It is not easy to be nervous in the weaving industry and those big families with deep backgrounds. It is better to follow what Luo Yong said first and try a clever trick.

Of course, this matter also has certain risks. After careful measurement, Luo Erniang felt that this risk was within the range she could bear. If this road could be done, then their workshop would be the first to weaving facial scarf. As long as they operate it carefully, the prospects would be good.

Peng Er and the others have borrowed several craftsmen from Luo Yong’s disciples to renovate the loom in the weaving workshop, and Luo Erniang is often there.

At this time, the white dough has not matured on a large scale, but there are also those that are ripe early. The weaving workshop has already arranged people to go out to buy white dough. It cannot be collected many times every day, so it is enough to use it to test new machines to explore weaving methods.

As the season for harvesting white flowers is about to enter, the farmers outside the city have to go to the fields to see several times every day. If they see those white flowers that can be harvested, they can pick them.

Recently, many merchants have wandered among the local villages in Changle County, and some of them have high prices to let farmers sell the white flower produced this year to themselves. Many of them have heard that some people came from the Central Plains to buy white flower, which is really rare.

Among these foreign merchants, some people offer high prices, but most of them exchange silk for silk. Local farmers do not know how to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of silk, and are afraid of being cheated by them.

Overall, everyone still believes in Luo Erniang's weaving workshop more. If the price is similar, it will not be sold to everyone.

"The merchants in the past two days have been getting higher and higher prices. I wonder if Luo Erniang and her weaving workshops can still collect white stacks of flowers this year."

This time, Rao Weng's family was working in the field. Another carriage came from the entrance of the village. Several people got out of the car and stood in front of a white flowered field and spoke, and they were probably the one who came to collect white flowered flowers again.

"Don't worry about how much you do, you should pick up these beans sooner and rush to start winter and plant another crop of reed ginger vegetables. If you can eat the serving leaves this winter, just point to this crop."

At this time, Rao Weng's eldest son was bent down and pulled down the soybeans in the field one by one, stacking them on the ridges.

"I'll take a break, and I'll have a lot of pain in my waist after half a day of pulling it out." His wife said, and sat down next to her.

"If you are tired, take a rest." Yao Wengyan, who was bundling bean plants behind him.

"You don't have to worry about the weaving workshop. After some time, the people in the county came out to collect taxes, but I don't know how many white flowers I have to collect. Our Changle County is so far from the Central Plains. The annual taxes will be exchanged for silver and sent to you." While working, Rao Weng said to his son and daughter-in-law.

"This year's autumn tax, can you probably collect a lot of white flowers?" Rao Weng's daughter-in-law wiped the sweat from her forehead and continued.

"Naturally." Rao Weng's eldest son also stood up at this time, pounded his waist and back with his back, and said, "This year, few people in the county grow hemp and there are not many grains. If you don't use white buns to fill taxes, where will the autumn tax come from?"

"Na Luo Erniang's weaving workshop must be without worries about not having white stacks of flowers available." Rao Weng's daughter-in-law smiled.

"Her family's bid should not be lower than other companies."

"Let's see it then."

"You see, these people don't know where they came from, but don't just cheaters."

"Always be careful."

Having said that, they were all very happy that this year's white flower can be paid for. After finishing the work in the field, several people went to see their own white flower field again.

"Look, I've picked so much today."

The task of the Rao family’s grandchildren these days is to guard their own white flower fields, beware of others’ secret picking, and pick the white flower that is ripe early, so that they can exchange them for money earlier.

"Okay, take it back and give it to your grandmother. Someone will come to collect it tomorrow morning, so I asked her to exchange it for money." Rao Weng stood in the field with a shoulder pole, and said to his grandchildren with a smile.

"Go back quickly, the grandma has cooked the meal at home." Rao Weng-in-law invited these young people to go home, and she went back with her. Rao Weng and his son stood in the field for a while, and met a few villagers who had just returned from the field. They said a few more words until the sky got darker, and they slowly came back from the field.

People these days have no entertainment. After working hard for a day, they like to gossip with people they know each other. People in the village are happy and talk more in the past two days.

After dinner, Rao Weng hugged a ball of mattress sewn from his wife with an old cloth and went to the white and white-coloured ground.

It was about to be the time to harvest white flowers, and it was only a few days before. If someone asked to steal it for nothing, how could it be with it? So many people were like him and would have to guard the ground at night.

The temperature difference between day and night in their place is large, and even on that summer night, it is sometimes cold. It is already autumn, so it is naturally colder at night.

Wrapped in the old cloth mattress, Rao sat in a low straw shed, guarding his white flowered land. There was also a bed made of hay in the straw shed. If he was tired of sitting, he would lie down there for a while.

Just after Rao Weng came out this day, his son also came over, but Rao Weng drove back again. Their family only had this strong laborer, and he only put in the most effort when he went to the field during the day, so he always had to have a good night's sleep.

This family has few people, and it’s just that bad. His daughter-in-law is pretty good and can help you work hard, otherwise it will be even more difficult.

Fortunately, there are many grandchildren below, and they can help them even when they are older. In the future, brothers and sisters can also help each other.

Back then, these little boys were born one by one, Rao Weng was really happy and worried, fearing that he would not be able to support him.
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