CHAPTER XVIII

After asking, even he himself was a little embarrassed, Liu Ye'er looked at his embarrassed appearance, and couldn't help laughing: "The third young master is the same as before, he is still so innocent." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

was actually ridiculed by a girl, Zhao Chengping reached out and grabbed her braid, and gently pulled it a few times, but he didn't expect Liu Ye'er to laugh louder: "Sure enough, amnesia will not affect nature, even this action is the same." ”

Seeing Zhao Chengping's depressed face, Liu Ye'er leaned over and said with a smile: "Does the young master want to ask, has there ever been an incident between me and the young master between Jia Baoyu and the attacker?" ”

Oh, there is also "Dream of Red Mansions" in this world, so it is much easier to say, Zhao Chengping nodded vigorously: "Yes, I just want to ask this, although I don't remember anything, but if I promised anything before, I won't fail you." ”

Liu Ye'er said with a smile: "If the previous young master was not interested in me at all, and I had the same mind as Roujia, now I say to the young master, that's right, the young master did such and such things to me, wouldn't the young master suffer?" ”

For the first time, I heard a woman say to another man that when something like and that happened, it was the man who suffered.

"No, the old man originally wanted to release people into the young master's house, but the young master, you don't want it yourself, I don't understand what kind of family and ethnic things you say, oh, what Huns haven't been destroyed, why do you want to be a family. Is there a Xiongnu country now? Liu Ye'er blinked.

This predecessor is really scary with the blood of the second middle school, Zhao Chengping can't help but want to hold his forehead.

"If it's okay, I'll go first." Liu Ye'er asked again.

"You get busy first." Zhao Chengping waved his hand, "I'm going out too." ”

Liu Ye'er asked, "Then do you want to prepare your lunch?" ”

"No, you don't."

"So, do you want to tell the kitchenette to prepare snacks?"

"No, you don't."

"Okay." Liu Ye'er answered, and went out with brisk steps, looking like she was very happy?

Forget it, think about it when you are in the company, if you hear that your boss is not here today, you are also happy to fly, although you can't do the same work at hand.

There are a lot of things to do today, and Zhao Chengping stepped out of the door.

First of all, he went to the immortal training class, and those immortals were already waiting for him, reporting one by one what Zhao Chengping asked them to do yesterday.

In this world, the country's communication with other countries in the world is still insufficient, it takes three months to take a ship to the other side of the world, and there is no large number of civilian aircraft.

For Europe, which had completed the primitive accumulation at that time, the word "China" also represented distant, mysterious, and full of all kinds of incredible legends, and the most pleasant news was that those people in the upper class of Europe were proud to get exquisite Chinese manufacturing, and as long as there was porcelain and silk, someone would definitely receive it.

If it is a little more strange, there are more flower heads, such as the kind of cloth woven by the Weaver Girl, the jacquard twisted fabric that will show different brilliance in the sunlight, moonlight, and firelight, as long as there is a knowledgeable goods, five hundred silver dollars? That's just the starting price.

When the work was arranged before, neither the Weaver Girl nor the Beiluo Master were arranged, so Zhao Chengping invited her over: "I heard that you will weave a kind of cloth that shows different patterns under different lights?" ”

The Weaver Girl was stunned: "How do you know?" ”

Zhao Chengping said with a smile: "Anyway, I am also the manager of this immortal training class, what do I not know?" ”

A look of worship appeared in the Weaver Girl's eyes.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then you should also know what kind of silk I need, right?" ”

"I know, the silk spit out by the Sanmian silkworm."

"Yes, but here, it's all four-sleeping silkworms, and there are no three-sleeping silkworms." The Weaver Girl said softly.

Zhao Chengping smiled: "It doesn't matter, the three-sleeping silkworm is just thinner than the four-sleeping silkworm, and the silk spit out is thinner, those foreigners won't hold the cloth and weigh it on the scale, it doesn't matter if it weighs more than ten grams." ”

The Weaver Girl didn't speak, Zhao Chengping looked up, but saw the Weaver Girl's unhappy face, remembered what Liu Ye'er had said to him about professional ability before going out, and suddenly thought, didn't he offend the dignity of the Weaver Girl as a leader in the textile industry?

He hurriedly apologized: "I don't mean that weaving cloth can handle errands indiscriminately, but those foreigners don't appreciate the details, and it's not interesting to show the blind people." ”

The Weaver Girl said unhappily: "Could it be that if no one appreciates it, do you have to deal with it casually?!" How do you know that what you make will not be seen by those who know how to do it? If people knew that the shoddy stuff was made by my own hands, how could I hold my head up? ”

Belch...... But aren't you going back to heaven when you're done? Does it really matter if you can hold your head up in the world? Or do you really never want to go back to the Heavenly Realm again?

Of course, Zhao Chengping didn't dare to say that although he was not a person with ingenuity, he still respected people who pursued excellence.

"But where do you have to go to find the Sanmian silkworm? Wouldn't it be a pity if the skills were completely lost because they couldn't find the raw materials? Zhao Chengping said.

"You are the manager of the immortal training class, is there anything that can't be done for this little thing?" The Weaver Girl scolded him softly and choked Zhao Chengping.

I remember that in order to restore the plain yarn Zen clothes unearthed in Mawangdui, the gang of people from the Academy of Agricultural Sciences worked for a long time to resurrect the Sanmian silkworm, but even so, the silk spit out by the modern Sanmian silkworm and the plain yarn Zen clothes woven are still a few grams heavier than the unearthed.

There are some things that are lost and lost, and no matter how hard you try, you can't get them back.

Alas, now I just hope that the Weaver Girl God will not be too picky.

"It's just a little heavier, and it won't be called shoddy." Zhao Chengping's whispered self-talk was heard by the Weaver Girl.

The Weaver Girl said loudly: "Do you think I'm the kind of hypocritical person who is not the best and does not use it? ”

"No, no, no." Seeing that she was very angry, Zhao Chengping hurriedly denied it, and muttered secretly in his heart: "You are an immortal, not a human." ”

"In the same area of fabric, the higher the number of silk threads, the richer the luster can be refracted, and the three-light color-changing effect you hope to achieve must be the number of threads of the three-sleeping silkworm, otherwise there are only two changes in luster at most!" The Weaver Girl explained, "How can two changes of light have a good effect of three changes!" It's also a lot of work, why not make a little more? ”

It turns out that the Weaver Girl is not completely uncannibalistic, and she is quite shrewd when it comes to unit labor hours.

But where can we find these three sleeping silkworms? It can't be extinct, right?

"I know where there are wild silkworms, but I don't know if it's a three-sleeping silkworm." The voice of the barefoot fairy came from behind, "I've seen it in the countryside. (To be continued.) )