In the years of ancient traders

After dinner, Song Shu asked Song Anan to bring back a large bucket of alkaline water from the steamed bun workshop.

Silkworm cocoons need to be boiled in alkaline water, and then immersed in clean water, which can remove most of the oil on the silkworm cocoons and prevent the silk from being hardened.

He dropped a whole basket of silkworm cocoons, and after the alkaline water rolled away, he saw the snow-white silkworm cocoons rolling along the water from inside to outside.Sanniang prepared a large wooden basin beside them, which they usually use to wash clothes. Song Anan fetched water, filled the wooden basin, and then threw the boiled silkworm cocoons into it.

After soaking in water, the silkworm cocoons are degreased, and the weight is half of that at the beginning.

Song Shu fished out a few and distributed them to Wuniang and Liuniang.

"Peel it off with your hands like this, yes, gently, and then take out the silkworm chrysalis." Song Shu demonstrated and taught the other four.

Wu Niang was careful and peeled the silkworm best, and Liu Niang was quick, and with a huff, she tore the silkworm cocoon.

Song Anan was like a big bear taking care of a little milk cat, holding back his strength carefully, for fear of tearing the cocoon.

Sanniang also learned quickly, and she peeled several of them in a short while.

Qilang was still young, and Song Shu gave him one to play with, but I don't know how he did it, and it made his head covered with strands of silk.

After peeling more than half of it, Song Shu suddenly slapped his thigh and asked, "Is Master Peng in the village? There is one tool that we don't have at home, so I have to ask him to make it." Made of bamboo and wood, the construction is not difficult, but it is necessary for Master Peng to travel.

"This... I heard that Master Peng is not at home these days. Is there any substitute for this thing?" Sanniang said. She has already peeled silkworm cocoons very skillfully, just like peeling broad beans. one.

"No." Song Shu shook his head.

Liuniang and Wuniang, who had been exuberantly peeling, slowed down, and even Qilang stopped playing with silk, regardless of the several strands of white silk drooping on his face, he sat cross-legged on the ground with his hands folded, looking decent for his elder brother.

"I'll do it." Song Anan, who peeled silkworm cocoons like a bear and a cat, popped out two words.

"You will?" Song Shu didn't believe it. If Song Anan knew how to demolish houses, Thaksin believed that he could do carpentry, which didn't seem to fit the personality.

Song Anan nodded, wondering if it was Song Shu's illusion, it seemed that the left corner of his mouth was raised a millimeter higher than usual, showing a smug look.

Sure enough, Song Anan would.

After listening to Song Shu's description of the object, he immediately dropped the overly fragile cocoon, picked up a machete and went up the mountain to chop bamboo, and went to Master Peng's house to buy some wood.

Song Anan's carpentry is really rough.

People use saws, planes, and sandpaper to polish everything from shape to detail.No, he only uses a knife to fix everything from shape to detail, like performing a reality show of survival in the wild.

After making it, Song Shu took a closer look, and found that it was well done.

"It's impressive." Song Shu patted him on the shoulder.

At an angle that Song Shu couldn't see, the corner of Song Anan's left lip was raised again.

When Song Anan was making tools, the silkworm cocoons were all peeled off, and Song Shu asked them to expand the silkworm cocoons and turn them into small pockets.He picked up a peeled empty cocoon, put it on his hand, and picked up a second one to put it on. After four or five, he took off the small glove and made the first small silkworm bag.

Several other people followed suit. This step was not difficult, and everyone did a good job.

Because Song Anan was a carpenter, the door of the yard was left open. Some neighbors saw them making silkworm cocoons and looked around curiously: "Song Silang, what are you doing?" The man shouted outside the door.

"Making silk quilts!" Song Shu replied.

Silk quilt?Another thing I've never heard of.

However, the villagers of Xianghe Village were all calm. What kind of things did Song Shu make after he came back?He asked directly, "Can you come in and take a look?"

Song Shu: "Come in!"

Someone came out of the steamed bun workshop and heard them yelling, so he also asked, "Can we also take a look?"

"Come on, come on." Song Shufei quickly put silkworm cocoons on his hands and replied.

Several people gathered at the door rushed in, surrounded Song Shu and the others, gave you a glance and said to me.

"Can this silk be used as a quilt? Is it warm?"

Song Shu: "It's warm, it's light and thin, and it can be covered in winter and summer."

"Are you going to sell this too?"

Song Shu: "Yes, after summer, it will be winter."

"My family harvested a lot of catkins in spring, can your silk quilt be better than catkins?"

Song Shu: "Of course, it's better than duck down and goose down."

Some people believe this, some people don't believe it.

Duck down and goose down are used by ducks and geese to survive the winter. Of course, it is the most warm to resist the cold, but this silk is... things made of silk and satin always give people a delicate and fragile texture. Animal fluff?

But this is what Song Silang said.

They couldn't understand the things he took out every time, but they needed them every time.Let’s talk about soybean oil. At the beginning, everyone thought that the bean cakes left over from oil extraction were good, and they could be used to fertilize the land and feed pigs.

But later, Song Shu taught them all kinds of oily vegetables day by day. Now, if every household has some surplus, who doesn't have a few stir-fries on the table?

Those who are used to eating grains found that the oil-wrapped vegetables are not only delicious, but also very filling.Even though he ate as much as before, he didn't get hungry so easily.

Sure enough, oil is a good thing.

With the lessons learned from soybean oil, some people dare not underestimate the new things in Song Shu's hands.If this silk quilt is really as thin and warm as he said, it must be a good thing, just like the brown tied bed that is hotly debated in the city today.

It wasn't interesting for those people to just stand and watch. Some of them liked to do it, and they did it together with Song Shu's consent.Everyone worked together, and the silkworm cocoons were processed into small silkworm pockets in a short while.

Next, the utensils made by Song Anan will be used.

That thing is like a fully drawn bow, the curved part is made of bamboo slices, and the two ends of the bamboo slices are respectively connected with a straight wooden bar. The pots are embedded and connected together.

This bamboo bow is half the size of a wooden basin, filled with water, and part of the bamboo bow is hidden under the water.

Song Shu sat on the side of the wooden bar, picked up a small silkworm bag, leaned forward and put it on from the fullest part of the bow. It became a big silkworm bag.

Because only three bamboo bows were made, everyone couldn't do it at the same time, but this job looked very interesting, everyone had never done it, so they wanted to try it.The three wooden basins with bamboo bows are like novelty toys, and there is a line of people behind each of them.

The person who sat down to expand his pocket carefully finished one, trying to get the second while he was not paying attention, but was chased away by a series of dissatisfied voices.

Thanks to these people, Song Shu didn't spend much effort, and all the more than 100 silkworm pockets were expanded.

The expanded silkworm pockets need to be dried. The weather is fine today. Song Shu, Sanniang and the others used bamboo poles for drying clothes to unfold the silkworm pockets one by one and hang them up.All the bamboo poles in the house came out, including some that Song Anan had chopped down just now, and they hung up in the yard.

If anyone walks into the courtyard of the Song family, the first thing that catches their eyes is this dense silkworm bag swaying in the wind.

The silk quilt must be dried in the sun, so that the silk quilt is soft enough.

It's summer now, the sun is very bright, and it will be almost sun-drenched by tomorrow evening, Song Shu thought.

The silkworm pocket is very eye-catching, and the Song family's fence is not high, so people in the village come and go, and many people are curious.Another person who participated yesterday kindly explained that the news that the Song family was making silk quilts spread around by accident.

Xianghe Village is not what it used to be. Due to the existence of oil workshops and steamed bun workshops, many businessmen come and go frequently. Some villagers sort out their empty houses and start a homestay business. , added income to myself.

When these people stay in the village, they naturally want to eat and drink, and even the vegetables and chickens raised by the villagers are more sold.

So as soon as the news that Song Shu was going to make a silk quilt came out, the neighbors seemed to have a lot of business at home, and they all asked if Song Silang was going to open a workshop again?

Seeing that his courtyard was full of silkworm bags, everyone thought that this was going to be a big fight!

The cost of silk is much higher than that of steamed buns, so the neighbors don't care much about the production process, they only hope that Song Silang's business will grow, and Xianghe Village will have a lot of visitors, so their chicken, duck and vegetables will be more marketable.

Unexpectedly, that evening, Song Shu threw a huge boulder, which splashed a large amount of water.

Song Shu was leading several members of his family to tear apart the dried silkworm bags and arrange them into silk cotton sheets, so that the fibers could be pulled apart at the end.Many neighbors and hawkers who stayed overnight came to watch the excitement, and some people asked about the silk quilt.

Song Shu suddenly asked everyone if they would like to work with him.

Everyone is a little confused.

If it was said that Song Shu used steamed bun recipes in exchange for labor at that time, it felt a little helpless, but today it is confusing to ask them to make silk quilts together.

Now Song Silang wants money and people, and even if he wants to cooperate, he can find Mr. Yang and shopkeeper Wang. Why bother with farmers and hawkers like them?

"Everyone has also seen that my silk quilt has many processes and needs a lot of space, but I don't have it now. If everyone wants, I can allocate the processes of peeling silkworm chrysalis, cocooning, and drying silkworm bags. I buy silkworm cocoons. , How much do you count as much as you do, how about this?"

Song Shu also thought about finding Yang Jian, but it was because he didn't have enough resources at that time, otherwise he would not dare to cooperate with Yang Jian easily with his own wealth.

In this chaotic world, if you hang yourself on a tree, you will be easily swallowed by the tree.If you bloom more, you will have a bargaining chip with others.

Those who came to see the excitement were not only from Xianghe Village, but also from neighboring villages.Quickly asked: "Can we too?"

"Of course, everything is fine," Song Shu said.

"Then what about us?" Those small vendors don't live nearby, they all come to buy and sell oil loads further afield.Even so, they also hope to get involved in the silk quilt business.

"Give everyone a priority." Song Shu said, "When the first batch of silk is produced, I can give it to you to buy and sell. If I can't sell it, I will be counted."

The vendors were also in an uproar. When did they encounter such a good thing?

Silk quilts are a new thing, this kind of thing is mostly only available to big men like Yang Jian and Wang Hailou, just like the brown tied bed, every time they see the scene of lottery for a bed there, they are very envious.But now, they can sell the first batch of silk quilts, which also means that those who want to buy silk quilts in the future will come to them first.

"If it sells well, you will be given priority in future business." Song Shu said again.

The peddlers were all knocked out by the repeated smashing of big pies. Song Shu's words gave them the qualifications to compete with big merchants like Yang Jian and Wanghailou.

Song Shu smiled and asked everyone to leave their names and come back to him in two days.

The peddlers in the neighborhood were eager to sign the contract immediately, and they were all very active. Those who couldn't write their names made various gestures, hurriedly left their personal residence names, and then reluctantly left.

Song Shu admired the long list and was quite satisfied.

Now that he has some capital and advanced technology, he can finally do something.

The first step is to break the monopoly position of these so-called big merchants.Only competition can bring progress, and more people participate in it, the market will be more diversified, the products will be more, the output will be larger, and the price will be better. When business develops, the quality of life will improve accordingly.

Although it is not possible to live a good life in the 21st century without even having to leave the house, it is still possible to make life better within the possible range.

The author has something to say: The "Bamboo Bow" in the article is my own name, because I didn't know what it was called at the beginning, but later someone in the comment area pointed out that it is called "Crycocoon Bamboo Bow and Silk Support", the name is a bit long, for the sake of It reads smoothly, and the text has not been changed, but thanks to the little angel for letting me know~ In addition, two little angels also pointed out that the silkworm pocket cannot be cut, and it has been changed in the text, thank you for reminding~

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