Chapter 9 Spinning the Thread
The next morning, at a family's house in the city, the servant first brought the vegetables he had brought back early in the morning to the kitchen, and then brought a bamboo tube full of water to the study where the young master was.
"Young master, Miss Lin said that this water is not for sale, and this time it can be given away for free, but it won't work after that."
"Really? It may be that the value of this water cannot be measured in silver taels, and then you can think of another way, you can taste this water first. The young master put some of the water in the bamboo tube in the cup.
The servant took the water cup and looked at the young master, curious why the young master felt that there was something different about this water, but seeing that the young master had already poured himself a cup and had already started drinking it, he looked as if the water this time was indeed different from the water he got back last time.
Driven by curiosity, the servant didn't think about any humility, since the young master asked him to drink, he would taste it.
The taste of this water is indeed better than other waters, and he, a person who has never read a book, can only describe it as delicious, but in the words of the young master, it is clear and sweet.
And after drinking this water, the whole body has a very strange feeling, as if it is washing the meridians of the body, and it is like repairing the old wounds on the body.
This feeling may not be so obvious to ordinary people, but he, a person who practices martial arts, can feel it obviously.
"Young Master...... The ......servant was speechless in astonishment, and he wanted to see if his body had really changed under the influence of the water.
"Let's go down." The young master naturally knew the servant's feelings, and he was so surprised when he drank the things made of this water for the first time, and now it seems that the medicine that Lin Xuya gave her to wipe her leg wounds before may be this water, so he smelled no medicine.
Lin Qiya didn't care about the situation in the city, she was still working on her spinning machine, after all, everything was taken back, and after assembling, she could try to spin.
The cotton was ready, and with trepidation, she began to spin for the first time she had crossed into this world.
Although she has improved the spinning machine now, her sister's previous spinning experience is still very important to her.
The cotton is passed into the spinning machine, and the handle is turned, which drives the whole spinning machine to start.
As the spinning machine continues to run, the thread becomes longer and longer, and after reaching a certain length, Lin Luya tied the thread to the spool, and then just kept handing cotton to the spinning machine.
Lin Liya's movement, Lin Liwen's side also heard it, this voice Lin Liwen is very familiar with, my sister used to spin and weave, but since my grandfather left, my sister has not moved the idea of weaving.
For this reason, Lin Wenwen has always been a little worried, afraid that his sister has not yet come out of the sad plot of losing her grandfather, after all, the loom was made by her grandfather for her sister with a lot of effort.
Now he heard the sound of the spinning machine again, although it disturbed him a little to read, but this sound also made him feel at ease, and his sister should no longer be sad.
Of course, these are Lin Liuwen's blind thoughts, after all, the current Lin Liya is no longer the original sister.
Lin Qiya spent a day spinning a large roll of thread and spun all the cotton she had prepared before.
"I didn't expect this thing to really succeed, I'm just a genius!" Looking at the spun thread, Lin Qianya couldn't help but praise herself.
Then Lin Qiya went into the space again to harvest the cotton that grew in the space, took the seeds by the way, and the next day after spinning a circle of thread with the cotton, the weaving cloth could be put on the agenda.