The ground of the workshop is paved with bluestone, and there is a lot of dusty sawdust on the ground, and people walk around in shoes.This kind of room is different from the dormitory area, and it is generally not allowed to sit on your knees.

Therefore, the child Kong Mo saw was wearing short brown poor pants and sitting on a piece of wood.Her two feet will be able to reach the ground, and the small wooden clogs will be hit on the side of the wooden post with "paji paji".

"You are..." Kong Mo's gaze stayed on the pair of small wooden clogs for a long time, and he couldn't move away, and a strange feeling of unhappiness had already arisen in his heart.

He had only seen such fine sandalwood in the Kong family.

Kong Mo's inner world was still crackling with thunder, and Carpenter Ai had already brought a shaft and parts from the next door, and was beating on the loom.

"The sawdust in the weaving room must be cleaned. The more sophisticated the instrument, the more afraid of dust." The child said.

Carpenter Ai kept on saying, "No."

The new shaft is installed.Craftsman Ai ordered someone to clean up the sanitation, and then shouted out the window, and the servants outside drove the two cows and began to turn the big wooden plate.The large wooden plate drives the large gear covered with iron and wood, and the power is continuously transmitted into the room.White cloth was spit out of the machine.

Carpenter Ai disconnects the kinetic energy connecting rod, and all parts of the wire feeding, lead wire, and cloth pressing stop working at the same time.This time the cloth met Craftsman Ai's expectation, he cut a strip from the roll and held it to the child with both hands.The child didn't even stand up from the wood, so he reached out to pick it up.

"Whether the fabric is good or not can only be judged after it is made into clothes and worn. If you think it is acceptable, you can send it to the tailor and let them cut it. After the feedback comes back, you can decide whether to change it or not."

You can't hear compliments from the master's mouth, Jiang Ai is used to this, and his tone is also flat. "promise."

"Wait...wait!" Kong Mo opened his mouth so wide that Ah Sheng worried that his jaw would dislocate. "You... you, you, you... are the masters of the other courtyard?!"

Ah Sheng blinked: "You don't know?"

"I...how did I know...isn't this an untold secret..." Kong Mo's eyes seemed to be wandering, probably lamenting his extraterrestrial master.

Carpenter Ai showed a rare kindness, and introduced the newcomer forcefully: "This is Erlang of Cao's family. Xiaoshulin Bieyuan is the estate left to Erlang by the name of the late old master."

"But...Ash's number..."

"Erlang had visions when he was young, and he knew them from birth."

Ah Sheng clapped his hands and interrupted the conversation between the two technical nerds. "If you don't want to stay here, it's still too late to go back. It's just that within ten years, you are not allowed to leave Qiao County, and you are not allowed to spread what you see here."

"No, no, no!" Kong Mo hurriedly knelt down on the stone floor and saluted her, "Mo has seen the lord."

He worshiped her with traditional scholar etiquette, and it would be too arrogant not to respond.Ah Sheng had no choice but to kneel upright on top of the wood, and bowed back: "Sir, please get up."

Kong Mo stood up in a good manner, still maintaining a respectful posture with his hands folded in front of him: "Is there anything you can teach me, my lord?"

After calling "Master", I just remembered to test the authenticity of "Prodigy", this is too big.Ah Sheng couldn't help complaining in his heart, but judging from his reaction, Kong Mo didn't have much insight in the world, which was more favorable to her.

"In my mind, craftsmen are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Those who are only satisfied with making a living with handicrafts, even if practice makes perfect, are only low-grade; those who are not satisfied with the status quo, improve and innovate, and make achievements are middle-grade; as for top-grade..." Ah Sheng took a deep breath, "It is the top grade to liberate productivity through technological progress."

Kong Mo could only feel a rush of turbulent heart energy rushing from his dantian to the top of his head: "Liberating productivity means..."

A Sheng smiled and pointed to the loom: "Weaving more cloth with less manpower is the liberation of productivity. So that everyone in the world has clothes to wear. Isn't such a craftsman worthy of being called top-ranking?"

Got it.Little stars appeared in Kong Mo's eyes: "Everyone has clothes to wear, and I really want to see such a magnificent scene. Probably the legendary Dao has passed through the world, and that's it."

At the end of October when the first snow fell, the initial model of the concept loom was completed with the joint efforts of Takumi Ai and Kong Mo.The trade-off is that they use up all the cotton produced in the first year of planting.

Ah Sheng sighed deeply: "This is another winter without cotton-padded clothes."

Although floor heating has been adopted in other courtyards, it is still cold in Cao's old house.With that rigid Uncle Cao Kun around, she probably wouldn't be allowed to dig up all the floors of the house.She can do whatever she wants on her own territory, but when she goes outside, she will inevitably be looked down upon.

On this issue, Cao Cao sympathized with her.

"The third uncle and the fourth uncle filed a complaint with their father, saying that I was a flying eagle and a running dog, and ran amok in the neighbors." Cao Cao, who was already half auspicious, complained to his sister, "I went winter hunting with A Yuan and A Dun, what's the problem? ?”

It is estimated that it is not only hunting, but also brought dozens of young people to practice riding and shooting. The momentum is so great that the conservative Cao Kun can't stand it anymore.But Ah Sheng is sure that there is nothing wrong with his elder brother: "When the wild geese fly south, the butterflies that are about to freeze to death in winter also dislike it for flying too high. If you have a goal in your heart, why should you be afraid of what people on the road say?" ?”

Cao Cao was amused, and he liked to hear Ah Sheng scolding people.Connotation!The happy Cao Cao picked up his sister and walked around in a circle. "So what if the third and fourth uncles don't like me? Can they really let Ade inherit the family business?"

"Brother, you just need to be steady. That one is in a hurry, after all... next month will be the third anniversary of my grandfather." After the third anniversary, the Hu family may be pregnant, and it is also a big problem for a new concubine to compete for favor. Isn't it logical for Mrs. Zhang to want Cao De to stand more firmly in Cao Song's mind?

The twins got together to discuss the plan to bully the two uncles for a while, and it was evening.According to the custom, they personally delivered dinner to grandmother Wu.

In the deepest part of the central axis of the old house, there is a plum garden.The layout and scenery are almost exactly the same as the plum garden in Luoyang.Since the edict of Cao Song's removal from the rank arrived, the Wu family has been living in seclusion here, never leaving for half a step.

Ah Sheng and his elder brother sat on their knees on the ventilated porch, watching the old mother take the food box in, and then slammed the door shut.

Cao Cao saluted and shouted, "Grandma, grandma still doesn't want to see us?"

Wu's angry voice came from inside: "Today's steamed cakes are rough. Straw mushrooms are cold. What's going on? Has the cook changed?"

Ah Sheng quickly denied: "Grandmother, don't be joking, my brother and I have personally confirmed the food for grandma."

Wu Shi: "...Ruyi, you are more and more comprehensive."

Ah Sheng didn't dare to touch Wu's bad luck, so he pushed his brother and signaled him to continue talking.

Cao Cao talked about the grievances he suffered today.There are few servants in the plum garden, and the only few are diehard Wu family members who are extremely tight-lipped, so the twins dare to say anything, including their malicious speculations about Zhang family.

Sure enough, Wu shifted his anger: "Sanlang was confused before, and now Shiro is messing with him too! Ah Song even put his head on the concubine's bed, Ah Hu is also useless."

A Sheng and Cao Cao said in unison: "Please also invite grandma to come out of the mountain."

"No!" Wu scolded, "Everyone is a father, and they still need their parents to pave the way for them? I don't think so, the children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I am stupid, I am a waste, I just stay at home. Alright, what kind of official do you want to be?! It’s the stuff of your ancestors!” She cried as she spoke, and the twins didn’t dare to persuade them anymore.

Wu swears all kinds of words in different ways before driving them away: "You are eight years old, stand up on your own, don't learn from your uncle and father."

Come on, cool off.

Wu did not even attend Cao Teng's third anniversary ceremony, claiming to be ill.Her thinking is very radical in some places, such as not believing in ghosts and gods.

The twins have nothing to do with the retreating grandmother, so they have to hang out with their father and stepmother.It is a happy event to perform filial piety, and the masters and hostesses of the young generation in Cao's family are full of joy.Hu opened a warehouse and took out bright silk fabrics to make clothes.She was already small, and she looked even more lively in light red and light yellow clothes.Cao Song also praised her for being so well dressed.

"To open the door for a banquet, take out all the incense burners and set them up. Ding Yi is about to return to his hometown, and he is going to see his uncle, isn't Erlang happy?"

Asheng nodded again and again: "I also asked my second uncle to bring me special products from Jiaozhou." I don't know if there was any mature Champa rice in Vietnam at this time. If not, it would be good if there were ancestors of Champa rice. Easy to breed.

Hu's concern is another matter. "I asked Mrs. Xiahou to bring the little girl from the Ding family." She covered her mouth and smiled, watching Cao Cao's reaction while laughing. "Is Dalang happy?"

Cao Cao was confused: "What?"

"The little girl of the Ding family."

"Little girl?" Cao Cao frowned, "Can she ride a horse and shoot arrows?"

Mrs. Hu looked as if she had been poured cold water on her head: "Forget it, you are still young. You are not sensible."

Brother Ji Li refused to accept it: "Why am I so ignorant? Little girl, don't you just can't play with me?"

Hu was amused by him: "It's very good of you like this. After a few years when you grow taller, you will naturally become sensible."

Ah Sheng didn't want to think about his brother's sex education enlightenment, and her focus was on growing taller. "Brother, you can't go to bed late these years. You have to eat a balanced diet, and you can't just eat meat."

Cao Cao: "Huh?"

Ah Sheng said righteously: "Picky eaters, staying up late, the president is not tall!" The adults in the family are filial piety, so eggs and milk can be made.In addition to the two of them, a large number of people of the same age in the other courtyard are also entering puberty.It is impossible for all the staff to have milk, but a few of the "first-year students" suffered from illnesses while wandering, and had to be given food supplements, so they were given away in the name of rewards.

Just as everyone expected, the day of the Cao family banquet arrived.

Ah Sheng and Cao Cao followed Cao Song to meet the guests at the door, so they saw Cousin Ding as soon as she got out of the car.She is three years older than the twins, and the 11-year-old girl is already 1.4 meters tall. She looks like a half-adult, with a very stable look.

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