I do research in ancient times

This afternoon, the courtyard of the old dining room was full of people.

This is a temporary call. Those who are free can come voluntarily, but all the women in Wubao, one counts as one, big and small, old and young, except for a few babies who are still in their infancy or who are not. Sensible children are almost all present.

Everyone stretched their necks and looked forward, wishing they could stand in the front and see the new loom clearly.

Yes, it is a new textile machine. It is said that it was modified by Liu Tong and Liu Tiegang. It does not need to throw the shuttle or wind the thread, and it can automatically fly the shuttle as long as you step on the pedal. It is amazing!

Shuttle throwing is a technical job, and not everyone can master it well, especially the beginners who are just starting to weave, not to mention slow weaving, and it is easy to waste materials.

So this time, those girls who were not so dexterous all ran fast and occupied the golden position with the best sight.

When Grandma Qiu stepped on the pedal, everyone's eyes widened.

Granny Qiu has bad eyesight and everyone in Wubao knows that she was also a well-known embroiderer in Xinzhou City back then, and she was once able to support the family's livelihood.However, the work in Shijia Embroidery Workshop is not easy. It has to be done day and night, and embroidery consumes eyesight. After a few years, I can't afford needlework.

When teaching everyone how to use the loom, it was Grandma Qiu who explained it, and Pinghua demonstrated it. Because of the need to throw the shuttle, Granny Qiu, who has bad eyesight, seldom ended up in person.

Now she turned on the loom again, the movement was smooth and clean, and the speed was much faster than the old weaving method before, and an inch of cotton cloth was woven in no time!

Mu Donglai's mother-in-law, Mrs. Wang, stared straight at her!

She belongs to those people who are unwieldy, she was not as fast as the two daughters when she was learning the loom, and she was ridiculed by Mu Donglai all the time, and she had already held her breath in her heart.

The cruel words have already been released, saying that he wants his old man to wash his feet, but if he can't do something well, he will only be laughed out of his teeth in the future.

Therefore, Wang's heart was on fire, and his whole body exerted strength together, wishing to imprint every movement of Granny Qiu in his heart, so that he could review it in his dreams.

"Good! Good! This is good!"

She muttered while watching.

"This shuttle can go back and forth by itself, so as long as you can count clearly, weaving will start soon."

"This cloth is much wider than before. If you don't need to patch up the jacket and skirt, how fun is it to cut it?!"

The ladies and ladies around thought she was noisy, but she stood in a superior position, so she had to bear it temporarily in order to learn how to weave.

After the demonstration, Grandma Qiu handed over the loom to Pinghua, and explained the disassembly steps together.

The class was long and lasted into the evening.Except for the lady working in the new restaurant who had to cook, no one left in the yard.

Not eating or drinking, reluctant to leave, urinating is a waste of time.

It was so easy to get to myself, my hands trembling when I touched the loom, for fear that I would accidentally damage such a delicate thing.But soon they found out the doorway, the loom rattled, the cotton rolls turned rapidly, and the shuttle was driven by the spring to make a crisp sound.

To the ears of women, it is simply the most beautiful melody.

On this day, the men in the city also felt the change to some extent.

In the evening, men from various workshops entered the new food room to eat.This evening is wheat porridge and steamed potatoes, with dried vegetables fried in sauce, which seems to be the same as usual.But the taste is a bit careless.

The sauce cubes in the dried vegetables were not fried, and they were sticky together. It all depends on Aunt Niu's mood.

Some people gave a bowl full of sauce, some only filled it with vegetable leaves that didn't touch the taste, Aunt Niu's face was black all the time, and she didn't know who she was angry with. The young and the old dared not say a word.

Mu Donglai belongs to the unlucky gang.He has a family and a wife, and he usually eats Wang's small stove meals at this time, so he doesn't have to squeeze into the dining room with all the single boys.

But today the mother-in-law didn't know what kind of madness she was, she left him and her son to learn how to weave, and she even left with the two girls.

Neither of the two men in the family knew how to cook, so they had to carry a bowl to the dining room, but what they got was a bowl of half-baked dried vegetables with no taste.

Mu Donglai was angry.

Aunt Niu has more seniority than him, and he usually doesn't dare to provoke her, but this time it's too much, he has to talk about it!

So Mu Donglai went to Aunt Niu with a bowl to argue, but Aunt Niu didn't say anything, and directly added a spoonful of soup to his dried vegetable sticks, turning them into pickled vegetable sticks.

"This is the end?"

Mu Donglai stared.

"We've done a day's work and this is it?"

Aunt Niu was not in a good mood, so she didn't show any weakness and complained to Mu Donglai.

"Otherwise, what else do you want? Didn't you eat grass dumplings before? Why can't you eat them now?"

Since the afternoon, a group of helpers under her have disappeared. It is said that they are going to learn some weaving machines.

Aunt Niu was a little unhappy and depressed, and felt that her position had been shaken for the first time in her life.

All those ladies, big and small, were taken in by her, and many of them came to vote for Mozong because they couldn't survive. If she hadn't left people to work, they would have nowhere to settle down.

But now, a loom has taken away people's hearts, and he became more and more distracted when working. He was still studying some weaving methods in private, and he didn't take the work of the food room into his heart at all!

Especially this afternoon, even though he came back, his heart was still with Mrs. Qiu, and he couldn't even cry!

What happened to her pantry?Is it that unpopular?

However, Mu Donglai flirted with the fire without looking too long.

"Can that be the same?!"

He pushed the bowl in front of Aunt Niu, "Try it yourself, this stuff is not as good as pig food!"

As a result, Aunt Niu just glanced at him, said no, turned around and went into the backyard, brought the slop bucket for feeding pigs over, and placed it heavily in front of Mu Donglai.

"There is also pig food, you have to eat it yourself!"

As she said that, she slammed the big horse ladle and said something stiffly.

"If you want to eat, eat it, if you don't eat it, get out!"

After finishing speaking, he went straight to the backyard to sulk.

It happened that Ning Fei was also coming to eat, and when he heard that Aunt Niu was angry and left, he went into the backyard to check the situation.

When he came in, Aunt Niu was sitting under the eaves wiping tears. Seeing him coming in, she hurriedly wiped her tears a few times and stood up.

"Juzi is here? I'll bring you food!"

"No, I took it myself."

Ning Fei took his own small rice bowl, sat down next to Aunt Niu, and took a bite of potatoes first. , and then only frowned salty.

Don't think that Aunt Niu has a good face towards Mu Donglai, but Ning Fei is still very precious.Knowing that I had made a mistake in seasoning, I immediately flushed with embarrassment.

"Juzi, isn't it salty? I'll fry it up for you again."

"No, just porridge."

Ning Fei shook his head.

"Auntie, why are you unhappy?"

Aunt Niu sat down on the steps, looking at the moon hanging in the sky, her voice was a bit muffled.

"I'm not unhappy, just Mu Dong to pick things up."

"I used to be able to eat anything, but now I have eaten his mother-in-law's small stove for a few days, and I look down on the meals I cook."

In fact, this is also the reason why Aunt Niu has been depressed recently.

After Mo Zong built the cement house, because of the need to burn stoves for heating, many families took food home and cooked their own meals.

As a result, the Xinshijian, which had been thriving and bustling all of a sudden, suddenly became deserted. Aunt Niu changed her mind to cook food for everyone, and only those half-children who hadn’t married yet came to eat in the dining room. It became a place to distribute food.

The importance was gone, and Aunt Niu's mentality was suddenly out of balance, and she couldn't find her sense of existence.

However, this is just the beginning.

Not long after, Liu Tong and Pinghua built a loom, and many women in Wubao went to learn how to weave.At the beginning, a few people in the new food room vowed that it was boring, but it didn't take long for Aunt Niu to find out that they went to class secretly, and they discussed each other in private when they came back, which was completely different from what they said at the beginning!

She also asked those women, they were either crying bitterly or stammering, but they all said that weaving is a viable livelihood, and they would never delay the work of the food room, and hoped that Aunt Niu would let them do it in their spare time. Time to ponder.

What else can Aunt Niu say?Although she is fierce and straightforward, she never pushes others.They have other ways, and she can only hope that they can go well.

"As a result... it became the current virtue..."

Having said that, Aunt Niu sighed and turned to look at Ning Juzi.

"I can understand if you don't come to the dining room to eat. Who doesn't want to go home and eat something warm and satisfying? But Zhuzi, do you think our stove work is really so unpopular? Why can't it be compared to other people's weaving?" Bu, no one likes to do it?"

"Not at all."

Ning Fei rubbed his nose, sat on the steps with Aunt Niu, and drank the last sip of porridge in the bowl.

"The master chefs in those big restaurants in the city, aren't they also very popular people? But they are the pillars of the restaurant!"

These words immediately hit Aunt Niu's itching spot, and made her feel better instantly.

It's not without reason that there is a reason for the rare moments. They just know how to talk, and they can talk to your heart with one mouth, making it difficult for you to think about it or not!

In addition, he is good-looking, well-behaved, and capable, not much more pleasing to the eye than Mu Donglai's old face!

Although I am ironing in my heart, I still have to be humble in my mouth.

"We are just a cook, how can we compare with the chefs in other restaurants in the city?"

"Why can't you compare?"

The young Juzi turned his head, his delicate face was full of sincerity.

"Auntie, your cooking is delicious. When I made the soup last time, it was so fresh that my tongue almost fell off. Even the Chief Protector Feng and the young master of the Feng family were full of praise!"

"You know the Feng family, right? They have eaten in all the restaurants in Ding'an City, but you haven't seen how much they ate. The chief guard drank up all the soup..."

This is really not a compliment, the father and son of the Feng family ate a lot that day, swept away the whole table of ingredients before leaving, Ning Fei saw it with his own eyes.

Therefore, I didn't feel guilty at all when I said it, and Aunt Niu became more and more elated when she heard it, and she wanted to fly to the sky lightly!

Oh, what a splendor it is!Tangtang Dadu has never tasted anything delicious, but he just likes the soup she makes, which is too embarrassing!

But looking back at the current situation in the new food room, Aunt Niu felt depressed again.

Since it's not that she's not good at work, why didn't everyone come?

The reality is that fewer and fewer people come to eat in the new restaurant, so who is she going to cook for?Is it possible to weave cloth too?

But she has been around the stove for half her life, and she never knows how to weave! ?

Ning saw what Aunt Niu was thinking, and put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand.

"fine."

The juvenile Juzi smiled with crooked eyes.

"Auntie's soy sauce, how is it brewed?"

Aunt Niu was taken aback, then nodded.

"According to the prescription that Jizi said, it will be almost time in a month's time."

"How do you use this oil?"

Ning Fei didn't answer, but asked Aunt Niu a question instead.

"My aunt knows '醢'"

Aunt Niu nodded.

"Of course I've heard of it."

She thought for a while, "It is said that it is a good food made of meat. When cooking, add some of it, and it tastes very delicious."

"hey-hey."

Ning saw a treacherous smile on his face.

"It's the same with my oil. Pour some roasted meat and vegetables into it. It's delicious."

"What?!"

Aunt Niu was taken aback, and instinctively thought that Juzi was bragging.

Ning Fei is serious.

"Really, the taste is comparable to the real one."

He paused and added another sentence.

"I guarantee with the reputation and merit of the great sage, it is definitely a good thing with similar taste."

Mozong disciples all believed in great virtue and sages, and Aunt Niu was no exception. They believed it after hearing what Juzi said.

But he was still a little uneasy in his heart, and couldn't help asking in a lower voice.

"Really the same? But we...our oil...is made from mashed beans..."

"Auntie, don't worry."

Ning Zazi smiled purely.

"Didn't Auntie forget about tofu? When tofu made from beans spread to the capital, didn't those high-ranking lords also say that it tasted like the jade paste worth thousands of gold? Otherwise, they wouldn't have smashed all the Xue family's shops! "