During this expedition, Wang Lang brought back hemp seeds, which were the key to whether the tribe could have covering.

Running naked and semi-naked for two years, although Wang Lang is basically used to this kind of life, but after all, as a modern person, clothes are still very important.

After Lin Huo and the others left, Wang Lang stayed alone in the house, thinking about the production of the loom.

In the past, although I had made an extremely simple loom, not to mention the inefficiency of that kind of thing, and the woven things were also rough, and if I continued to use that method, even if I grew hemp, I could not wear it on my body except to make sacks.

If you want to make cloth, you need a spinning wheel and a loom.

In modern society, if you ask a random person on the street how to weave cloth and how to spin thread, he basically looks like he is being forced, and Wang Lang is in this state now.

Wang Lang, who was forced to look at it, racked his brains to think about the production of these two things.

Fortunately, Wang Lang is not the same as the ancestors of ancient times, guessing out of thin air, although he has not really woven cloth or spun thread before, but whether it is in costume dramas or in the pictures occasionally seen on the Internet, Wang Lang, the prototype of these things, has seen it.

The principle of spinning is not difficult to understand, it is a simple transmission principle, the big wheel with the small wheel rotates rapidly, twisting those fibers together to make a long silk thread.

Wang Lang held a thin wooden stick and kept drawing his own design drawings on the ground.

I wiped the painting over and over again, and then erased it after the painting, until the evening finally designed my first spinning wheel.

Looking at the fruits of his labor, Wang Lang was extremely happy, as long as this thing on the ground was made, his tribe would get out of the primitive era of grass clothes and animal skins and enter a civilized society.

Fanxing came in from outside with Wang He in his arms, and when he saw Wang Lang's excited hand dancing, he said puzzledly: "Lang, what's wrong with you, so happy." ”

Wang Lang saw that Fanxing would step on what he had worked so hard to draw after taking a few more steps, and hurriedly said, "Stop, don't move!" ”

Fanxing was startled, and immediately stood in place, looking at Wang Lang blankly.

"What's wrong?" Fanxing asked.

"The things of the earth cannot be destroyed now, but they will be used for clothing in the future." Wang Lang said excitedly.

"Clothes, are they the ones you said you were made of cloth before?" Fanxing asked.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "That's it, we found hemp in this expedition, and brought back a large number of seeds, as long as this batch of hemp is harvested, our tribe will have clothes to wear." ”

When Fanxing heard this, she stared at the strange shapes on the ground, but she didn't understand anything, for Wang Lang's affairs, Fanxing mostly didn't care, her task was to take care of the child.

I haven't seen the stars in my clothes, I can't understand Wang Lang's excitement, I don't pay attention to Wang Lang, who is overexcited, I sit on the straw mat and breastfeed Wang He in my arms.

After Wang Lang told Fanxing not to destroy the picture, he hurried to Mu Feng, took a flat plank, picked a few pieces of charcoal from the fire, ran back in a hurry, and painted the picture on the ground on the board.

After doing all this, Wang Lang was finally relieved.

The first step in weaving is that the spinning wheel has been designed, and then the loom is made before the first batch of hemp is harvested.

Wang Lang carefully placed this wooden board in the corner of the house, not allowing anyone to touch it.

The next day, according to Wang Lang's instructions, Lin Huo took 700 people and carried baskets on their backs, and headed towards the south in a mighty way.

Wang Lang looked at the people who had gone away and knew that as long as these people returned and made bronze, the great cause of building roads would begin.

After the forest fire and they disappeared on the horizon, the king called Mu Feng over.

"How's the deer cart doing now!" Wang Lang asked.

"Back to the leader, the tribe now has twelve deer carts, which is completely enough to use." Mu Feng replied respectfully.

Wang Lang nodded and said, "It's good, don't do it for the time being, you come with me, I'll show you something, and in the future, you will take someone to make this thing first." ”

Mu Feng suddenly became interested when he heard this, and followed behind Wang Lang with a curious face.

Wang Lang took out the wooden board with the spinning wheel from the room and said to Mu Feng: "This thing is called a spinning wheel, you can make this thing for a while in the future!" ”

Mu Feng took the plank, looking at some complicated patterns, basically confused, and couldn't tell what it was at all.

After Wang Lang explained to him in detail and the various parts of the spinning wheel, Mu Feng's interest was completely aroused.

"How's that, can you make it?" Wang Lang asked.

Mu Feng thought for a while and said, "Don't worry, chief, although this thing is a little more complicated than a wheel, it shouldn't be a problem, if nothing else, four days will be about the same." ”

"Okay, then I'll give you four days, and let me know when it's done." Wang Lang said with a smile.

Seeing Mu Feng's confident appearance, Wang Lang was very satisfied, and for this young man, he planned to vigorously train him to become an excellent carpenter, and send more carpenter workers to the tribe through him.

The spinning wheel has come to an end, as for the textile machine, Wang Lang is not worried, even if it can't make a very efficient textile machine, but how to improve it on the basis of the original simple textile machine, it can also weave cloth, but the efficiency is a little lower.

After leaving for nearly ten days, the corn seedlings in the fields outside the tribe had already broken through the soil, and the large green seedlings were neatly lined up one by one, which was pleasing to the eye.

Now that the fertilization and watering do not need Wang Lang to ask in person, the old and weak and the women in the tribe are already handy at doing these things, and they can't help much in the war, but by doing farm work, they have found the value of their existence.

And those women who have become wives have long since lost their previous fears and resentments, although they are now forcibly married to soldiers by Wang Lang, and their children have also been taken to the other side of the river, but compared with their previous lives, they have long forgotten their own miserable experiences in the peaceful days now.

As the old people were busy in the fields, the women led the ringed ceratosaurus out of the tribe and tied them to a stake to feed on the grass themselves.

The women carried the baskets with sickles, and the fresh grass of the harvesters carried them to the fence of the giant deer.

Seeing the tribesmen in the tribe busy performing their duties, Wang Lang felt very gratified, as long as this development continued, he couldn't help but think that when he died of old age, he would be able to smile at Jiuquan.