Lu Minzhi left Lu Jian'an's room very late that night.

When he returned to his room, he saw his father waiting for him.

I couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Minzhi, what do you think of Mr. Lu?"

It was the first time Lu Ling saw his son in such a situation, and this deep sigh represented the frustration in his heart.

"Dad, Lu Jian'an is a talented person, I didn't understand why you respected this Mr. Lu so much, but after today, I understand what it means to have someone outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky. Although I don't know how this cloud brocade is weaved, the map that Mr. Lu handed over to me is actually just the simplest part of the cloud brocade weaving method, the so-called cooperation of another person.

Although I have asked Mr. Lu a lot of questions today, including the book I have in my hand now, and I am confident that I can recite it within three days, but through what I just said to Mr. Lu, I understand why people are not worried that we will learn this kind of manufacturing technique at all.

The map I have memorized is only one of them, according to Mr. Lu's words, the real manufacturing technique is not in my place, all I can do is a kind of cooperation, thread lifting, threading, the real leader is Mr. Lu himself.

And Mr. Lu also made it very clear that the patterns of Yunjin are different, and each pattern has a specific weaving password, which has high requirements for weavers. The best weavers can memorize these codes by heart.

Every color, every pattern, and even every piece of cloud brocade is completely different.

I only learned today that there are people in the world who have such skills. I can't help but admire you deeply, just a few intersects, you can be so confident in Mr. Lu. If it is a son, I am afraid that he will not be able to understand people. ”

Lu Minzhi was even more emotional, I am afraid that this Mr. Lu has really been favored by the silkworm god Niangniang, otherwise such a complicated and cumbersome weaving method, let alone thinking about it with your brain, is really giving you a loom and letting you sit there and think, I am afraid that you will not be able to think of it even if you want to break your head.

If it was created by Mr. Lu himself, he would never believe it, but if it was really left by the ancient silkworm god Niangniang, then I am afraid it was really possible.

Lu Ling looked at Lu Minzhi with a smile, "You only understand now, in fact, it's not a father, sometimes people can only be discovered in the process of getting along, think about it carefully, this Mr. Lu may really have talents that others don't have."

Think about it, the first time we saw the Lu family's raw silk. ”

"Indeed, this Lu family raw silk is the best quality raw silk I have seen. But this doesn't make me feel that Mr. Lu is anything special? After all, if the skill of raw silk is to finally achieve this quality after thousands of years of exploration, it is only a matter of time. ”

Lu Minzhi is strange.

"You're wrong, you always think it's just a matter of technique, in fact, I have discussed this issue in depth with Mr. Lu, after all, Mr. Lu has already started classes and passed on his silk reeling skills to the people of this side.

There is no need for people to hide and tuck.

As far as Mr. Lu's cold dish silk reeling method can improve the toughness of raw silk, and I now understand why Mr. Lu proposed the method of raising silkworms with tofu residue, the silkworm cocoons raised by tofu residue are not only very smooth, but also very tough, and the quality of the silk should be on a higher level.

And these are just so many ways that Mr. Lu has come up with in just one year.

If you think about it deeply, I'm afraid you will be very emotional. This Mr. Lu is a teenager who is only 14 years old, if the genius of Tianzhong has his own whimsical ideas and created all this, do you think you will believe it? ”

Lu Minzhi shook his head, "Don't say I don't believe it, I'm afraid that none of the silk mill owners in Fengshan County believe it." ”

Who doesn't have some talented and intelligent master-level disciples.

But smart is smart, and these things are not at all explained by cleverness.

And all these things are concentrated in one person, and it is not clever to explain.

"So I think what Mr. Lu said that he is a disciple of the silkworm god Niangniang, this statement is probably true. Although he never hid this statement, everyone suspected that it was just Mr. Lu who was using the name of a disciple of the silkworm god Niangniang to attract the attention of others.

But think about it.

This Mr. Lu's three worships to the silkworm god Niangniang are simply shaking the mountains and the birds singing. Not to mention how many times the good thunder appeared, don't talk about anything else, just this day the thunder killed people, your father and I have lived for dozens of years, I really haven't seen it, this day the thunder can split whoever you want, and you can come out on a sunny day.

Although this kind of thing is not impossible, there is absolutely no such thing as bullying others with the front foot, and there will be thunder retribution immediately on the back foot. ”

"Isn't it a coincidence, I always thought that this was just a trick used by Mr. Lu to sell his reputation."

Lu Minzhi still didn't believe in this, after all, on the continent of the Ten Kingdoms, there were not a few people who had the name of a disciple of the silkworm god Niangniang, if they were counted, I was afraid that they couldn't be counted in two slaps.

It is conceivable how many people are disciples of the silkworm god Niangniang.

"You stupid boy, think about it yourself, even if everyone has the name of a disciple of the silkworm god Niangniang, who dares to say that he has the ability to split whoever he wants. And just the cloud brocade weaving method that Mr. Lu came up with.

It can be said that no one has seen it so far. If Mr. Lu is a genius, a 14-year-old boy can create the weaving method of cloud brocade, do you believe it? ”

"Don't believe it!"

"So I can guarantee that this Mr. Lu may really have the blessing of the silkworm god Niangniang. In this case, we are good friends with Mr. Lu, and it is not a big problem for us, you must know that we are a family.

As long as we don't do anything that violates our conscience and covets other people's things, this Mr. Lu is afraid that he will treat us sincerely, after all, he is willing to lend a hand to help us once, which means that he wants to get our support.

And you should see very clearly, this Mr. Lu is committed to silk, and people have made it clear that this time he is going to buy a loom.

If you think about it, the current situation of the Fengshan County Guild is actually equivalent to being invalid, and the Fangjia Village Guild has almost skyrocketed.

To put it bluntly, this Fangjia Village Guild is not controlled by this Mr. Lu, and those people in Fangjia Village, you can't see that they have indescribable respect and worship for this Mr. Lu from top to bottom.

With this kind of background and reserve strength, if Mr. Lu really wants to make a career in silk, I am afraid it is really promising. ”

Lu Minzhi pondered deeply, he didn't think that Lu Jian'an was a competitor.

"Don't think that people will be our competitors, my father has long seen it, we can only make friends with this kind of person, and we will never have the ability to block his future, otherwise you just think about President Jin and that Boss Cao, their fate is a lesson for us."

Lu Minzhi thought of Jinyiwei fiercely.

Oh, yes! Behind this Mr. Lu, there is also a terrifying Gu Yu.

Since ancient times, the people did not fight with officials, and businessmen like them did not have the ability to fight with others.