That afternoon, Luo Yong talked about this to Erniang after he returned home, and then told her about her "thinking" about cashmere gloves.

It took me one afternoon and one night to knit a pair of gloves.

It was a pair of half-finger gloves that were very common in the late 20th century. There was a small hood on the back of the hand. When you were not working, you could put the hood down and cover your fingers.

The reason why I knit such gloves for the aunt is that people at this time rarely do not work. Even if a few women sit around and chat, they still have to find some work to do.

However, compared to the cheap gloves that Luo Yong often saw on the streets before, these gloves are pure cashmere and are woven quite thickly. They are soft and warm when worn on their hands.

Ernie tried it and said that this thing was very good. She wanted to knit a pair for Luo Yong. Luo Yong said that she would forget it. Since wearing this set of cashmere clothes, her hands and feet have been warm all day long.

Speaking of which, the reason why Aunt Luo has so many frostbite on her hands is that she works on one hand, and on the other hand, it is because she is not wearing warm enough.

Luo Yong wanted to buy her a set of cashmere clothes and pants, but the aunt was a married wife. Even the old lady didn't have the same clothes, so she couldn't wear them like that. Otherwise, if she didn't do it well and was rumored to be unfilial, it would be better to lose.

Relatively speaking, a pair of gloves is nothing. His wife is old and doesn't do much work. She holds a hand stove all day and doesn't need gloves.

Aunt Luo was very happy to have these pairs of gloves. When she couldn't wear housework on weekdays, she took it down and put it in her arms. She also felt that the piece in her arms was warm like a small stove.

When you are a little idle, spinning twine, or doing other work, you can wear these gloves. The gloves are soft and warm, and the pink color makes people particularly happy to see them.

"Auntie, your gloves are so warm, right?" Her two sisters-in-law were very envious.

"Yes, it's warm." Aunt Luo shook the hemp spinning wheel and spun the hemp thread. Her spinning wheel was big and she had to spin it while standing. In fact, if you want to spin it quickly, you have to spend some effort. Sitting and spinning it is not enough. Many wives in the village are willing to spin it while standing.

I stood there and spun the bow and spin for a while, and I felt warmer on my body. Isn’t it even warmer if I put on those pairs of gloves in my hand?

Aunt Luo’s two sisters-in-law were a little regretful now. Earlier, in order not to let the aunt shake her status in the Lin family, they refused to teach her how to weave cloth.

A few days ago, when the Lin family added this hemp spinning wheel, Lin's mother added a weaving machine to them, called Aunt Luo, and the two of them still weaving cloth, but there was an extra loom in the family. Naturally, the two of them weaving cloth longer than before. After this time, their necks were sore and their eyes were blurred. The twine that Aunt Luo spun alone could not be finished.

It was also a self-destruction. If the two of them had not done that earlier, now the three of them were rotating in spinning and weaving cloth, so it would not have been so hard.

In fact, both of them knew that Aunt Luo could weave cloth, but they refused to ask her to touch the weaving machine before. They were not skilled in weaving. Now they wanted to call Aunt Luo weaving cloth, but Aunt Luo refused and said that she could not learn it by herself, so she would better spin him.

The old couple also saw this, but didn't say anything. Although Wulang's wife was a little talkative person on weekdays, she was also the eldest daughter of the Luo family. The younger brothers and sisters in the family were obeyed by her, and she could not be a soft persimmon.

The two wives were smart and should have made them suffer, so as not to know that the world was so strong that they would not take even the old lady and her own men seriously.

There are many men in the Lin family. When they get to do the tofu work, they don’t need the help of the female family members at home. They have been busy with the jealous work a few days ago. So on this winter day, the aunt and her two sister-in-law took turns cooking and housework, mainly spinning and weaving cloth.

"Auntie, please wear this glove as well." I was so envious that I couldn't help it, so the eldest sister-in-law of the Lin family asked her to wear the glove as well.

"Okay." No matter how much competition is in private, Aunt Luo always wants to give these two sisters-in-law some face on the surface.

Sister Lin took the cashmere gloves handed over by the aunt and held them in her hand. She felt extremely soft and warm. When she reached in, she felt that the warmth was even more warm, as if it was about to warm into the cracks of the bones.

"Pret it for me to wear it." My sister-in-law said, but her second sister-in-law stopped holding on at this time.

Both sisters-in-law wore this glove and felt it was too warm. When they thought of Aunt Luo’s brothers, they were also envious.

The two of them married into the Lin family since then. They didn't care about anything but the exchanges of gifts during the Chinese New Year and the holidays. Their brothers often wanted to benefit from them.

In the past, they didn't think anything was there. Don't the married daughters live like this? They are still married well and don't have to point at their parents' home. But now they are compared by the Luo family, and they feel a little uncomfortable. They are all born with their parents. Aunt Luo's brothers regard her as treasures. What do they think of their parents' family?

Two more days later, Mrs. Lin's elder brother talked to her about the tofu recipe, and was just in a hurry to be angry. As a result, the benefits were gone. Mrs. Lin was beaten up and went home in a bad mood.

Later, the sister-in-law and the sister-in-law opened it together in private. There was nothing they could do if their brothers didn't feel sorry for them. They had to feel sorry for themselves.

So she and the two of them discussed with the aunt, took a few mats from the Luo family and poked them, at least earned a few dollars, and also made a pair of gloves for themselves. The old couple of Lin family turned a blind eye to these things, as long as they could weave so many cloths every month.

"You just poke it one after another, and then you can even poke a pair of gloves? I heard Goro say that those gloves will cost more than a hundred yuan."

Lin Dalang has also made bamboo chains at home for a while. His neck is a little sore now, so he raised his head to move. Seeing his wife still poked the mat, she has never stopped from having dinner until now. I don’t know if she is poking the mat or her brother.

"I have poked several peony seat cushions in the past few days. When I go to bed at night, I see this kind of trick." Her wife kept saying in her hands and mouth.

"You mean?" Lin Dalang's heart moved.

"I always feel that I can do this wool felt cushion myself." Mrs. Lin said.

"Can Luo Sanlang let you learn this?" Lin Dalang was a little disbelief.

"How can you know if you don't ask?" Mrs. Lin was also regretful at this time. She had known that it would be great if she hadn't troubled those troubles.

"You have the nerve to ask?" Lin Dalang was a man of the matter with these women in his family.

"I heard that Luo Sanlang's disciples took the materials back and made them all from beginning to end. One mat is worth ten cents of wages. Two or three mats are made casually for twenty or thirty cents, but it is much easier than making the bamboo chain with hard work." Mrs. Lin said.

"Can you really do it?" Lin Dalang was skeptical.

"I feel I can do it." Mrs. Lin said.

The next morning, the two of them went to Luo's yard together, and they were handing over the mats on the surface. In fact, they also expressed their intention to take cashmere from Luo Yong back to make mats.

But no matter how they made it clear and hinted, Luo Yong just didn't respond. In the end, he had to take a few more semi-finished mats and leave the Luo family yard one by one.

"Do you think he really didn't understand, or was he fake he didn't understand?" After a little further away from the Luo family's yard, Mrs. Lin asked her about the man.

"It will definitely not work to directly contact Na Luo Sanlang for this matter. You should ask the aunt first to see what she means." Lin Dalang has always been more agile about such small ways.

"Tsk, I just don't want to ask her." It's really a bit unhappy.

"Then don't expect to make this money." Lin Dalang said.

"Or else, let's try some wool at home?" Mrs. Lin was really itchy. She felt that she could definitely make such a mat.

"Unless you are planning to make our Lin family and Luo family break up." Lin Dalang said.

It has been almost a year since Na Luo Sanlang woke up. A lot of things have happened these days. A few days ago, governor Hao and county magistrate Tu went to the Luo family yard and brought Luo Yong the reward from the saint.

Although Lin Dalang had the idea of ​​underestimating Luo Yong earlier, his ideas have long changed now.

"Bah, I don't mean that." Mrs. Lin said. She couldn't afford to be the charge of messing up the housewife.

Otherwise, how could it be said that people have different destinies? Since Luo used the reward, their Luo family's status in this village has been different from the past. As the daughter of marriage, Aunt Luo also rose with the flow. On that day, Luo Sanlang sent a basket of pears over, but Lin's father and mother didn't know how enthusiastic it was.

"I really didn't expect that Luo Sanlang looked clean and smiled all day long, but he was also hard to talk to." When Mrs. Lin thought of this, she was very worried.

"I told you a long time ago, don't be too busy if you're fine. You're very poor, but what are the benefits you've got?"

"When did you say it?"

"Why didn't I say it?"

"Bah, I'm pretty good at talking now."

“…”

Seeing the two men walking far away from Luo’s yard, Luo Erniang also asked Luo Yong: “Sanlang, do you tell me about this…” The two men just now meant, let alone Luo Yong, even Erniang could hear it.

"Let's see what kind of constitution my sister is first." Luo Yong said.

"If my sister agrees, you will teach me?" said Erniang.

"It's not that I can't teach you." Calculate the days, the disciples who went to Chang'an with Du Xi and the others earlier should have arrived at the place now. I don't know how the batch of seat cushions are selling well. If they sell well, I guess it won't take long before someone will have to run from Chang'an City to buy cushions.

When they left before, the inventory at home was basically taken away. If someone else came to buy it at this time, he would not have much to sell to the other party, so Luo Yong was not opposed to the matter of manual delivery.

As for technical confidentiality, to put it bluntly, the wool felt cushion does not have much technical content, it is just a fine one. Zhao Chen and others said that the nomadic people on the grassland are yurts built with wool felt pieces. Du Xi also said before that a wool felt hat is popular in Chang'an City, which is also something that comes from the grassland.

At present, no one has processed the wool felt to such a fine level.

Luo Yong was attracted by the 21st century of light, and he had some concepts about three-dimensional and other things. When he was in middle school, he also had art classes in the school, and there were also pictures of flowers in the space, so he could draw pictures of cats and tigers, so his works were pretty good.

When it comes to manual technology, it is really incomparable to the craftsmen of the seventh century. If there was really a skilled craftsman who saw Luo Yong sell the mat, it would be difficult to imitate it.

Competition is inevitable. If Luo Yong has any advantages here, one is to do it early and become famous early. He is the first person to make this wool felt cushion, which is legitimate. The other is that the price is low and the output is large. He has basically achieved it. He has a large output. He still needs to continue to work hard.

At the beginning of spring this year, Zhao Chen sent two batches of wool. After sorting and cashmere, the cashmere was consumed faster because of its scarcity, and the amount of wool was increased.

He stocked up a house in his backyard. He took it out and dried it twice in summer and autumn. He bought many insect-proof herb packs from the city and packed them with the wool, which could somewhat deworm. Now, Luo Yong often wanted to go to the house to check it out, for fear that the wool would be broken if he didn't pay attention.

In this case, Luo Yong certainly hopes that the wool can be consumed early and made into mats and sold for money.

When Mrs. Lin came to talk about this, Luo Yong was also a little moved, but when he thought of the aunt's position, he held back and pretended not to understand and did not answer the other party's words. Fortunately, the couple also wanted to be respectful and did not say it out loud. In fact, even if they said it out loud, Luo Yong could not respond.
Chapter completed!