Yang Shuang, who was stumped by steel needles and cotton threads, could be described as having an extreme headache.

If you want to create a mille-feuille bottom, it seems that you must first popularize cotton cultivation and then improve smelting technology.

This doesn't happen overnight.

Moreover, he can only decide on agriculture in the Western Regions, and cannot influence the measures of the Central Plains.

Looking at Yang Awu, who was jumping in the distance and running on clogs, Yang Shuang only felt a pain in his head.

Later generations only knew that the island had clogs, but they did not know that this thing was invented by the Chinese, popular in the Han Dynasty, and prevailed in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

Now, of course, it is not a flip-flop, but a silk as an upper, called a silk clog.

If cowhide is used as the upper, it is called a cowhide sandal.

In the army, flat-bottomed clogs were used, nailed with four iron nails, and then worn felt cloth was used as the upper, which can be described as simple combat boots.

There are also straw ropes tied, used for mountaineering, called Xie Gong clogs.

To put it bluntly, it is the simplified version used in the troupe.

Since it is impossible to make cotton rope and steel needles, it seems that shoes do not need to be considered for the time being.

Then, Yang Shuang's brain path turned back to the big object of the loom again.

Before man-made fibers and synthetic fibers came out, it seems that the only way for silk to come was silkworms.

And coarse cloth, because there is no cotton, naturally cannot be made.

Moreover, the brocade loom that can weave flowers is far more complex than ordinary looms.

The output of silk is small, and the machine is complicated to make.

"Hey, that's a bit difficult!"

"Uncle!"

Suddenly, Yang Awu, who ran over, smiled playfully and handed half of the cleaned bamboo shoot to someone's mouth.

The corners of Yang Shuang's mouth twitched, and his brain seemed to ache faintly.

This is a little niece, hooking up with herself like this all day long, what? Or don't do it?

Ma Dan, if this girl doesn't leave late at night, she will resolutely break the melon!

Yang Shuang, who was in a mess in his head, was a little excited.

"Huh? Uncle, what is this? Yang Awu looked curiously at the drawings at the bottom of the mille-feuille.

"My big baby!" Yang Shuang took a bite of the bamboo shoot, not bad, crunchy.

"It's so familiar, how do you look like straw soles?" Yang Awu thought about it, glanced at Yang Shuang, picked up the charcoal pen that was not easy to carve a few times, and said curiously: "If it is superimposed, and then connected with iron needles and fine hemp rope, it must be more comfortable than wood, right?" ”

"Huh?" Yang Shuang's mind flashed.

If you use fine hemp rope to cover the soles, it seems to be very feasible!

Although in this way, the density is not as dense as the sole of the cotton rope, and the durability is reduced, but it is also more comfortable to wear than the clogs!

The most important thing is, no matter how thick the sole ises, how thick can they be? Compared with clogs, it is beautiful, generous, and can show off tricks!

In addition, the density of the needle eye decreases, and the production speed increases.

"Great!" Yang Shuang pinched Yang Awu's face, and hurriedly ran out of the tent, ready to boil glutinous rice.

Thinking that the paste in his previous life was mainly flour and rice soup, for the sake of the success rate, he did not dare to use corn for the time being.

Boiling paste is also called beating paste, which needs to be stirred constantly to make the juice out of the boil sticky.

So, Yang Shuang called Shi Da.

In the evening, Yang Shuang, who was lying by the river with Yang Awu and telling ghost stories, was awakened by an inexplicable cry of surprise.

"Zhong Kui, Aba, Lu Xiaobu come on, this thing invented by the eldest brother is so delicious!"

“？？？” Yang Shuang got up in a daze, his brain was a little bent, what did I invent? Is it still so delicious?

"it!"

Suddenly remembering the batter, Yang Shuang scolded angrily and hurriedly ran back.

The mounting is simple, but it takes time, and by the time the two sheets for the experiment are done, the moon is already hanging high.

Yang Shuang ordered Shi Dana to cool dry, sat in the tent to write and draw, and began to sketch a loom that could make linen.

Yang Awu's words, open another window for him, since it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, then start another stove and do something else.

Carry forward the silk and linen products with low productivity!

"Ah!! Help me!!! ”

I don't know how long later, a familiar scream was heard outside.

"Huh?"

Yang Shuang rushed out with an arrow.

It's Yang Ah Wu!

Due to the emperor's stay, the camp was heavily guarded, and when the screams rang out, countless torches were lit up, illuminating the camp as if it were day.

"Help! Hmmm......"

"Save the princess!"

When Yang Shuang came to the Weishui River, he saw the guards rushing into the water, desperately grabbing a pair of small arms that only exposed the surface of the river.

However, even if seven or eight men dragged hand in hand, they couldn't drag the thin Yang Awu out.

Yang Shuang was shocked, there was a giant python in the water?

He suddenly remembered the one-eyed giant snake that disappeared after the death of the Loulan ghost envoy.

That thing has always held grudges, is it chasing after it?

"Shoot the arrows! Shoot the princess on both sides and shoot with all your might! ”

Before he could get into the water, Wu Chang, the older of the guards, had a cold face, and raised his gun and plunged into the water with a loud shout.

Grunt......

A series of bubbles bubbled out, and the unconscious Yang Awu was also quickly dragged up.

The pair of small and lovely silk clogs on his feet disappeared, replaced by two black and purple palm prints on his pink feet and necks.

It's not a python, it's a water monkey?!

But the water monkey is a claw, and Yang Awu's ankle is obviously a human palm!

Yang Shuang's scalp was numb, numb, he didn't meet a moth in the Western Regions, did he come to the Central Plains but ran into it?

didn't think much about it, and hurriedly ordered Abba to come forward for treatment.

Yang Yichen, who was alarmed, hurriedly ran over, and Wu Chang stepped forward to report, "My lord, I found a water ghost!" ”

"Evacuate the riverbank and be vigilant!"

Yang Yichen frowned, but when he saw Yang Awu who was unconscious, he also believed it, "Dadudu, have you met it before?" ”

Yang Shuang shook his head, the overlord used his armor in an instant, felt a horizontal knife and bit it in his mouth, and jumped into the Weishui River.

Water ghosts, credible, but not all-encompassing.

When I was a soldier in my previous life, I heard the old squad leader say it, but the taboo is not deep, this is the consequence of breaking the four olds.

He only knew that the old squad leader had told him that he must not go down to the deep water where there are corpses!

At the time he suspected that there was a python in the water, or a piranha, but then an incident completely changed his opinion.

There is a reservoir in the old forest of Carlar Mountain, which is as high as 4,945 meters, and when a company was having a picnic, a soldier who was taking a bath was suddenly dragged into the deep water by something inexplicable, and more than a dozen soldiers could not drag it in, or the company commander stabbed the water with a harpoon before the soldier was rescued.

Later, in order to find out the cause, the reservoir was drained, but nothing was found.

That scene, along with the soldier's ankle scratches, seemed exactly the same as what he had encountered today.

At that time, he didn't dare to take risks without such bravery, but now, Yang Shuang wants to find out!

The river in spring still carries the bitter chill of winter.

Yang Shuang swam around and showed his head, silenced everyone on the shore, and then extinguished the torch.

He just floated quietly on the surface of the water, relying on the Tiger Wing Array that had not disappeared, looking for the indescribable and inexplicable 'hostility' by feeling.

The breeze caresses the willows that fall on the surface of the river, making a sound of swaying water.

The Weishui flowing from west to east pushed Yang Shuang to move slowly.

By the river, there are two water snakes floating in the aquatic grass, one of which should have been seen during the day.

On the south bank, there are two wild ducks hiding, and two meters away from them, there seems to be a weasel.

Yang Shuang was not watching, nor did he have the divine consciousness produced by the legendary cultivation, but the ecological map simulated by relying on the daytime impression and the understanding of the habits of various animals.

There is an 80% chance that the guess is correct and a 20% chance that the guess fails.

Suddenly, the water under his feet was turbulent.

Yang Shuang's expression was dazed, and the secret way is here!