46 Harvest

John of Jesco, who knew nothing of the extraterrestrial devil's bellied belly that had crossed over to his mistress, happily walked away with the sword, feeling that he would be invincible on the battlefield with it.

Even when he was eating and sleeping, he refused to let the knife leave him for a while.

However, the sword made by the devil did not bring him special good luck this time.

After the soldiers left, the village began to collect hemp.

The farmers collected the hemp stalks, put them in the hemp pond or placed them on the damp and backlit shady ground, and pressed them with stones to allow time and moisture to soften the hemp with time.

The water in the pond is green, and only the animals can drink it, and even the strongest people can't help but take a sip.

Mrs. Hansen said that mixing it with the water and water from the pool would cure indigestion.

Luo Yi was surprised that there were still people in this world who had indigestion.

The hemp would sit there for a long time, and then it would be soothed, and when it dried to a certain extent, the women of the village would gather to comb the hemp.

The women smashed the hemp stalks, beat the hemp stalks, removed the dry hemp stalks, and pulled out the fine white hemp fibers.

And that's just the beginning.

Next, the hemp fibers are slowly spun into twine—spinning wheels and spindles, both of which do this.

The spinning wheel is more efficient, but the cost of the spindle is so low that it can be ignored, and it is more convenient, women can carry a spindle to spin hemp when they are herding sheep, fetching water, and watching children, but they can not carry a spinning wheel.

When the thread is spun, it is then taken to the loom to be woven into linen, or the twine is used to make fishing nets and sewing threads.

After harvesting the hemp, the next step is sheep shearing.

The shearing time varies from place to place, and can vary by several months.

The work of shearing sheep seems to be easy, but as a sheep, I definitely don't like to have cold iron guys sliding around against the skin - every sheep Luo Yi saw was struggling, no wonder the scissors were wielding strong guys.

No physical strength can stop these sheep.

After the shearing of the wool, merchants come from Turnest to buy the wool, which is auctioned off to foreign traders at the annual Turnest Bazaar, and then shipped across the ocean to distant lands, where it is finely processed and woven into fine wool and ornate blankets.

A fine woolen horse is worth 2 gold coins.

Tapestries woven with various motifs, often mythological and war scenes, are of higher value.

But the Kingdom of Newcastle did not have this kind of fine processing skills, so it had to sell its wool to foreign merchants, and then buy the processed wool and blankets from them at high prices.

On the eve of the St. Lawrence Festival, the warriors returned to their homeland, and their experience can be described in one sentence - when the enemy was in the east, they were in the west; While the enemy was on the west, they were unfortunate on the east.

Each time, when they heard that a place was being plundered, they hurried over, but the enemy had already gone with loot and prisoners.

When they had fulfilled their days of service to the king, as had been agreed by the knights, they returned to their homeland.

Although they did not encounter any enemies, they did not return home empty-handed.

John of Jesco went with a bison killed in the woods as rations on the road, and when he returned, the cart was loaded with chickens and pigs.

He gave a smoked pig to his mistress as a reward for borrowing a knife.

Luo Yi didn't ask how the enemy crossed the sea with the pig.

The glorious Greeks, when they marched to the Persian Empire, also collected many women and lovely boys when they collected grain and grass, and they were inseparable from them...... John from Jesco only brought back a few chickens and pigs, which is already the progress of the times......

As for asking them to give their fellows an IOU or something......

John of Jesko is illiterate!