Farmer sister: Escape from wilderness and farm with Lingquan space

After dinner, Qiao Ran divided the fifteen Soul-Borrowing Pills into five porcelain bottles.

Two bottles were sent to the General's Mansion and the Dingbei Prince's Mansion, one bottle was left for the family, one bottle was given to the ghost doctor, and one bottle was kept for himself.

In fact, there were more than fifteen Soul-Borrowing Pills. She refined a total of twenty, five of which were left in the space. Including these three, she had kept eight in total.

The ghost doctor predicted that the Soul-Borrowing Grass could only be used to refine about ten Soul-Borrowing Pills. He was already very shocked when Qiao Ran said that it had refined fifteen. If he knew that it had actually refined twenty, he would be so shocked.

Qiao Ran didn't want him to know that the automatic medicine-making machine her father gave her in her laboratory was many times more powerful than the ancient alchemy furnace in purifying and concentrating medicines.

The ghost doctor, who was completely unaware of the situation, took his three soul-borrowing pills and treated them as treasures.

At first, Yaowang Valley only refined three Soul-Borrowing Pills and almost brought disaster upon the valley. However, he was fortunate enough to borrow two Soul-Borrowing Pills from the palace to study them, and they were far inferior to the batch of Soul-Borrowing Pills refined by his master now!

If these three Soul-Borrowing Pills were brought to the Medical Saint Conference, it would definitely cause a huge sensation. Those old guys would probably be drooling with envy.

We'll act according to circumstances when the time comes. If there's a suitable opportunity, take out this bottle of medicine. Of course, you must not tell the master that it still has it, and you must not bring disaster to the master and her family.

Qiao Ran didn't care how her cheap apprentice planned to make the other miracle doctors envious and jealous. She only hoped to protect her family and lead them to live a rich and good life.

In the afternoon, she continued to inspect the silk workshop and found that everyone had already become very skilled in the operation.

During the days when she was away from home, the workshop had actually gotten on the right track under the management of Zheng Hui Niang, Lin Gui Zhen, Wu Qian Qian and others, and she didn't need to worry too much.

However, she still made some valuable suggestions, which enlightened several people and made them praise her repeatedly.

Qiao Ran even taught them modern painting techniques. The people and objects they drew were more three-dimensional and lifelike, which broadened their horizons and benefited them greatly.

There was no printing and stamping technology in this era. The clothes worn by ordinary people generally had no patterns. Even if there were any, they were embroidered by women in the family who knew a little about embroidery, and they were very crude.

The clothes that rich people wore usually had patterns on them, which were all embroidered by embroiderers stitch by stitch. Often, a piece of clothing with a more complicated pattern would take several months just to embroider.

Therefore, the better and more complicated the embroidery of the clothes, the more expensive they are. Perhaps a single piece of clothing can earn an ordinary farmer more than he or she can earn in decades.

Qiao Ran's silk workshop does not employ many embroiderers. They are all girls and women in the village who have some embroidery skills. They are trained by Wu Qianqian and can only be hired after passing the assessment.

In the warehouse, looking at the rolls of woven silk and some embroidered fabrics, Qiao Ran frowned slightly, not very satisfied.

The weaving, dyeing and finishing techniques taught by Granny Huang were still very useful. After practicing several times, the quality of the cloth everyone produced was acceptable, but it was still far from the quality that Qiao Ran wanted.

The space also contained property looted from Prince Ping's mansion and other officials' residences, including various silk products.

Qiao Ran made a comparison and found that the silk cloth produced in her workshop could only be considered of lower-middle grade, barely comparable in quality to those cloths looted from ordinary officials' homes.

But it is far inferior to the fabrics looted from Prince Ping’s palace, and it is even more incomparable with the high-quality silk fabrics of modern times.

Qiao Ran decided to recruit some talented people with high salaries to significantly improve the product quality of the silk workshop.

However, these already woven fabrics cannot be wasted. Since the quality cannot be compared, let’s compare the styles and designs!

With his painting skills, combined with the diverse clothing styles he had seen in his previous life, he could just draw some styles, which would be considered novel and unique in this era, and he would not worry about not being able to attract rich people to spend money.

Embroidery is too time-consuming. Even if we hire dozens more embroiderers, we can only embroider a few pieces of clothing in a month.

Qiao Ran decided to print!