There are spider demons in Lizhuang, and spider demons have spider silk.

The spider monsters are weaving cloth on the loom though. But what they were wearing was not finished fabric, but a very coarse but very fine white fabric. These fabrics look elastic and look like some kind of chemical fiber material. Obviously, this can't be.

Back at the weaving workshop, when they saw Gao Li appear, the spider demons all stopped and looked at their titular masters.

"Who among you is the steward?" asked Gao Li.

An elderly spider woman stepped forward and said, "I'm counted, executive, what's your order?"

Gao Li beckoned to her and said, "I have something to ask you, can you come here?"

The spider demon old woman was also very cooperative, so she walked over and asked, "What do you want to ask about the executive?" Although the tone was deferential, it was also full of rejection.

Gao Li didn't care, anyway, he didn't come close to you, and asked directly, "What do you call your mother-in-law?"

The old woman said, "My name is Yizhi Yunxiu." ”

The surname is also apt.

"Granny Yiweaving, I see that the clothes you are wearing are different from ordinary clothes, are they also woven by you?" Gao Li asked.

"The clothes we wear are not woven with the Gao family loom, but from the silk of the silk spiders we raise ourselves. ”

Gao Li knew that the spider demons had the ability to drive spiders, but he didn't expect them to be so advanced?

"Can I take a look?" asked Gao Li.

"It's okay to look at it, but spider silk cloth is not as good as cotton and linen, and the output is limited. It's not as beautiful as mulberry silk, and if the executives plan to sell ready-to-wear clothes, they can't sell it for money. Granny Yiori said.

Gao Li smiled, of course he understood that since the spider demon had this ability, how could he not be remembered. Since it didn't work out, there must be a reason.

"It's okay, let's take a look first, is it okay?" Gao Li's tone was polite, although Niang Yiweaving didn't like humans, but in the face of her master, she couldn't object, so she took Gao Li to a hut, which was her mother-in-law's own residence.

At the back there is a hut full of cobwebs. A row of spiders the size of ping-pong balls can be seen weaving spider silk on wooden shelves. The spider silk is white like cloth at the back, but it is lighter.

Granny Yiori picked up a piece of fabric from the side, handed it to Gao Li, and said, "This is spider silk cloth,"

Gao Li picked up a piece, dragged it, looked closer, and thought about it again. With a smile, he asked Granny Yiori, "Mother-in-law, can these spiders only weave fabrics, can they weave some complex structures?"

Granny Yiori nodded and said, "These spiders themselves have no intelligence, they are all under our control, if we can understand the weaving skills, the spiders can weave them." ”

Gao Li's eyes lit up.

He touched a charcoal rod, drew a bunch of diagrams on the floor of his mother-in-law's house, then explained the structure of what he wanted, and finally asked.

"Mother-in-law, look, can you make this thing?"

Mother-in-law Yiori looked at it for a long time, and finally nodded, and said, "It's very complicated, but it can be made, but it will be very slow." It's just that the steward, your thing is not strong, and no one will buy it if it is made. ”

Gao Li said: "If you build it, I will give you the money as much as you build." ”

It doesn't matter if the mother-in-law of Yiweaving is married, why don't you make it if you want to be rich?

"Just, what's the name of this thing you're going to make?"

Gao Li grinned, and smiled happily: "Stockings." ”

Leaving from Granny Yiori, Gao Li felt that his whole person was in a state of sublimation. Knitting stockings is not imaginary, it is a conclusion that combines the current level of human development and the level of women's love for beauty.

The social level of this world is about the same as that of the Tang and Song dynasties, because without the influence of Cheng Zhu Lixue, women's minds are obviously emancipated and they are very active at all levels. Not to mention, the Gao family is now almost controlled by a group of women, and there are many women who can be named on the rivers and lakes.

This was a good time, but not long after doing this, Gao Li always felt that something was wrong and seemed to have forgotten something.

What is it?

At present, the spider demon and the bull demon have a hostile attitude towards the appearance of Gao Li, and for many years, this Zhuangzi has not contributed much money. The Gao family almost didn't care about them, but now that they have changed their stewardship, the demon clan is more hostile, which is normal. Gao Li is not in a hurry, take your time, corporate culture is to be cultivated.

Back at his residence, the jade-faced ghost had already left, but left Gao Li with a silver ticket, one thousand taels. In my heart, it is equivalent to about 300,000 yuan.

It's cool, I can't imagine that I'm still a rich woman.

Huh, isn't this the standard Bai Fumei tall and strong?

Gao Li came to Zhuangzi for three days, and the first brothers who couldn't stand it were Dong Mingcheng and Zhao Xiaoliu. So three days later, the two brothers bought a lot of grain, vegetables, meat, eggs and other things, and pulled a few carts to send them to Gao Li.

In the owner's room, Dong Mingcheng smiled and said, "Brother Li, have you been suffocated these days?"

Gao Li snorted: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Zhao Xiaoliu said: "Brother Li, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, this year, the major academies in the city will no longer hold their own poetry meetings alone, but will join forces with the official family in the East Lake, holding an unprecedented scale of painting boat poetry meeting, talented women gathered, it is said that several Oiran in the city will also appear, are you interested in going to see together?"

Isn't this a reserved program for the traverser, a part of memorizing poems? But where can Gao Li memorize poems, his accumulation of ancient poems all comes from the 300 Tang poems he read when he was a child, and now it would be good to be able to recite three poems. You go to someone to get a set of goose goose goose song to the sky, obviously the artistic conception is not high.

Moreover, this Gao Li will make up for the poetry club every year, and he has also bought a few poems and songs, but the final result is not only embarrassing, but also just adding to the joke.

"Forget it, I'm not going, I'm not in the mood. Gao Li smiled and shook his head, he was trying to make money, and it was better to recite poems to attract little girls.

As soon as they heard that Gao Li was not going, the two brothers were dumbfounded.

"Still. Gao Li added, "You can come to me first that day, and I will give you ......."

Gao Li didn't continue to say but made a gesture, they had been old friends for many years, and the two of them immediately understood and left happily.

"How did you hold back?" said the white wolf, who was lying at the desk.

"What?" Gao Li didn't quite understand what the white wolf was saying.

"Men are all color embryos, especially a guy like you who goes down the road through the meridians, if it is not released regularly, it will inevitably lead to the retrograde of true qi, how do you endure it. The white wolf asked.

Gao Li smiled, stretched out his right hand, pointed to his palm and asked, "Look...... What is this?"

The white wolf thought that Gao Li had something in his hand, so he leaned over, and before he could look at it, his nose moved, and then he glanced at Gao Li.

After all, wolves see the world with their noses.

At this moment, it smelled a lot.

After playing tricks on the white wolf, Gao Li laughed, but before he could laugh twice, the white wolf suddenly stood up and threw Gao Li to the ground at once.

"Brother, can you, a guy who repays his kindness with 0 percent, don't press me, I'm dead. Gao Li looked at the white wolf who pretended to be dangerous with a blank expression.

"What exactly do you want to do?" the white wolf asked in a low voice.

"What are you talking about?" Gao Li wondered.

"I bought an old wolf who was dying from a fire-worshipping merchant, and instilled my true qi in me every day, neither letting me help you fight and kill, nor letting me take care of the home, I really don't believe that you will have no purpose. The white wolf said.

"I have a purpose. Gao Li smiled.

"What is it?"

"I just want to see how you became an adult after being filled with demonic energy with you. Gao Li said.

"Huh?" the white wolf reluctantly let go of Gao Li, because it sounded in line with Gao Li's usual style, making a fuss about a small thing with a big fart.

"And then?" asked the white wolf.

"Then, of course, when you become a girl to repay the favor. Gao Li's face was full of course.

"Why don't you buy a little wolf ......?"

"You're only fourteen years old, which is old for a wolf, but for a human, it's just right. Gao Li smiled.

The white wolf stared at Gao Li and said word by word: "You dare to think about being a castration according to the law!"

Gao Li lay on the ground, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, he suddenly sat up with the white wolf in his arms, holding a wolf face, with a look of panic.

"I thought about it! No wonder I always felt as if I had forgotten something!"

"What?" the white wolf looked at Gao Li's face, and it involuntarily shrank, "What are you going to do? I'm a wolf ......"

"You can't only have stockings! you have to have high heels!" Gao Li said.

The white wolf rolled its eyes, it couldn't understand what Gao Li was talking about.