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

The so-called velvet brocade is the weft raising method used, which is similar to the towel weaving of later generations.

However, at this time, the velvet brocade was mainly used for weaving patterns. For example, this weaving method was used on some brocades. After weaving, the velvet loops were carefully cut off, and finally it looked like a fluffy pattern. Pattern, attached to the cloth.

Fabrics like this are usually more expensive.

As for face towels, people in this era use any kind of fabric to make face towels. It is not uncommon for wealthy people to make face towels from silk silk. Most of them bought fabrics and cut them at home.

Erniang and the others had never heard of any workshops that specialized in facial towels.But they still attached 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 may not be sold, and the transaction will lose money.

Erniang and the others have also thought about whether they should try to make a small amount this year. If the market conditions are good, they will increase production in the future. But in this way, they will definitely lose the opportunity. Changle County is located in a remote place and transportation is inconvenient. If the market is optimistic at that time, if someone imitates it in Liangzhou, it will be easily robbed of the market.

For this towel business, Luo Yong can't guarantee that he will definitely make money. After all, it is related to people's life concepts and living habits at the time. Sometimes it is not good to be too advanced.

But Erniang and the others didn't hesitate for too long. Early the next morning, Luo Yong heard that they had made a decision. This year's weaving workshop will focus on weaving face scarves.

The reason why they made such a decision was partly because they believed in Luo Yong's judgment. Although for them, using such expensive white cloth to produce those small pieces of face towels was a waste of money, but for those For a family with strong financial resources, approximately is not a rare thing.

On the other hand, their current status quo is really not suitable for those too delicate operations, mainly due to the lack of excellent weavers and mature patterns.It is much easier to produce those little pieces of facecloth than the whole piece of cloth, and even if something goes wrong, it is only one or two towels that are wasted instead of the whole cloth.

It is not easy to compete with those big families and big companies with deep foundation in the weaving industry. If you don't follow Luo Yong's advice, try a trick first.

Of course, there are certain risks in this matter. After careful consideration, Luo Erniang believes that this risk is within the range she can bear. If this road works, then their workshop will be the first face scarf weaving company. As long as you manage carefully, the prospects are not bad after all.

In the past two days, Peng Er and his disciples have borrowed a few craftsmen from Luo Yong's disciples to renovate the looms in the weaving workshop, and Luo Erniang is often there.

At this time, the white daisy has not matured on a large scale, but there are also those that ripen early. The weaving workshop has already begun to arrange people to go out to buy the white daisy. They can't collect a lot every day, and use it to test new machines. The weave is enough.

Seeing that the season for harvesting white flocks is about to enter, those growers outside the city have to go to the fields to look at them several times every day. Picked.

Recently, many merchants have been wandering among the local villages in Changle County, and there are also those who have asked the farmers to sell them the white daisy flowers produced this year at high prices. Many of them are outsiders. It's really rare for someone to come here from the Central Plains just to buy white daisy flowers from them.

Among these foreign merchants, some people offered quite high prices, but most of them exchanged silk and silk. The local farmers did not know how to distinguish the quality of silk and silk, and they were afraid of being deceived.

Generally speaking, everyone still believes in Luo Erniang's weaving workshop. If the price is similar, there is no reason to sell it to others.

"The merchants who have come here in the past two days have been asking higher and higher prices. I don't know if Luo Erniang and the others' weaving workshop will receive white folded flowers this year."

On this day, Rao Weng's family was working in the field, another carriage came from the village entrance, several people got out of the carriage, stood in front of a field of white flowers and talked, probably another one came to collect white flowers of.

"Whatever you do, harvest these beans as soon as possible, and plant another crop of reeds and cabbage before winter. Whether you can eat the leaves of the vegetables this winter depends on this crop."

Rao Weng's eldest son was bending over at this time, pulling out the soybeans in the field one by one, and stacking them in rows on the field ridge.

"I'll take a break too. I've been pulling it for half a day, and my back hurts a lot." His wife said, and sat down beside her.

"Take a break when you're tired." Rao Weng said, who was tying the bean plants behind.

"You don't need to worry about the weaving workshop. After a while, people in the county will come out to collect taxes. I don't know how many white flowers will be taken back. Our Changle County is so far away from the Central Plains, and the taxes will probably be changed every year. Make silver cakes and send them over." Weng Rao talked to his son and daughter-in-law while working.

"This year's autumn tax will probably be able to collect a lot of white flowers?" Rao Weng's daughter-in-law continued, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Naturally." The eldest son Rao Weng also straightened up at this time, thumped his back with his backhand, and said: "There are very few people in the county who grow hemp this year, and there is not much grain. Tax, where does the autumn tax come from?"

"Then Luo Erniang's weaving workshop must not worry about not having any white flowers to use." Rao Weng's daughter-in-law laughed.

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

"Let's see then."

"You don't know where these people come from, so don't be liars."

"Always be careful."

Having said that, they are also very happy that this year's white daisy flowers can get a good price. After finishing the work in the field here, they went to see their own white daisy flowers.

"Look, Ah Weng, I picked so much again today."

The task of the grandchildren of the Rao family these days is to watch over their own white chrysanthemums, to guard against others stealing them, and by the way, to pick those early ripe chrysanthemums, so that they can be exchanged earlier. The money came.

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

"Go back quickly, grandma has already cooked meals at home." Rao Weng's daughter-in-law greeted the young ones to go home, and she followed them back home.

Rao Weng and his son stood at the head of the field for a while, met a few villagers who also just came back from the field, and said a few more words, and did not return slowly from the field until it was getting dark.

People these days don't have much entertainment. After a hard day, they like to gossip with people they know. In the past two days, the villagers are happy and talk a lot.

After dinner, Weng Rao went to the field of white folded flowers with a mattress sewn from old cloth by his mother-in-law.

Seeing that it was almost time to harvest the white-studded flowers, it was only a few days away. If someone stole it for nothing, how could one bear it, so many people were like him, and they had to watch on the ground at night. with.

There is a big temperature difference between day and night in their place, even in that summer night, sometimes it is freezing cold, now it is autumn, and the night is naturally colder.

Wrapped in the old cloth mattress, Rao Weng sat in the low thatched shed at the head of the field, guarding his own field of white flowers. There is also a bed made of hay in the thatched shed. , I will lie there and squint for a while.

Not long after Rao Weng came out that day, his son also came over, but was driven back by Rao Weng again.There is only one strong laborer in their family. He is the one who works the most when he goes to the fields during the day, and he always sleeps soundly at night.

There are few people in this family, so it's not good, his wife is not bad, she can help out, otherwise it will be more difficult.

Fortunately, there are quite a few grandchildren down below, and when they get older, they will all be able to help. In the future, brothers and sisters will also be able to help each other.

When these cubs were born one by one, Rao Weng was really happy and worried, for fear that he would not be able to support them.

In the end, their luck was good, and they caught up with the good times. The food they eat and the clothes they wear every day are not at all comparable to Aunt Ye Niang when they were young.