Ma Xianglin originally took the opportunity of not having to participate in the conversation, so he could quietly look at Zheng Haizhu from the sidelines and carefully observe the expression on her face.

The expression of concentration, trying to persuade others with both righteousness and benefit, to a certain extent, is very similar to the expression of their generals when they plan on the battlefield, but they are not so nervous and serious.

He loved it.

Suddenly, the woman approached her in a few steps, stood on tiptoe, lifted a piece of fabric much larger than a sweat towel, and wrapped it around her neck.

General Pony was overwhelmed, surprised, and surprised, and retreated.

Gonggong Liu chuckled and sneered secretly: This Sichuan army boy, in the end, is a cucumber who has not yet married a woman, and he hides his heart all the way, where can he hide it.

Over there, Ma Xianglin had already coughed twice and asked curiously: "Miss Zheng, what is this?" ”

Zheng Haizhu made up her mind to do things steadily in the late Ming Dynasty, and not to easily devote herself to the man in this world, so since she saw Ma Xianglin again in late autumn, she treated each other as a friend.

Using him as a model today has no ambiguous temptation, but hopes to show his attitude through generous behavior.

Seeing that he was embarrassed at this moment, Zheng Haizhu also thought to himself, so he didn't rush to challenge the concept of the ancients, so he handed over the fabric in his hand and said in a harmonious voice: "This is the fake collar that we want to sell to foreign merchants after it is completed, and the man is lined on the neck, just like the edge of our Daming robe." With the help of General Rauma to try on the neckline, let our two little tailors see how to change it more appropriately. ”

"Okay, okay."

Ma Xianglin covered up his crampedness with briskness, took this strange sweat towel, put it on his neck, and couldn't help frowning: "This, this is for men?" ”

Without waiting for Zheng Haizhu to explain, Father-in-law Liu already laughed.

While laughing, he stepped forward and grabbed the piece of cloth on Ma Xianglin's broad shoulders and asked Zheng Haizhu: "Miss Zheng, what is the collar, this is clearly a big white peony that can be called an oiran." Amitabha, the foreigner man on Frankie's side, is he really willing to wear this thing? ”

Zheng Haizhu said seriously: "One side of the water and soil raises one side of the customs, my arsenic, the other honey, Fanbang men not only wear this kind of shirt with pleats like flowers, but also wear socks with bows." If the father-in-law doesn't believe it, just ask the officials over there. Besides, in the previous dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty, didn't men also wear hairpins in their buns? ”

"So the Great Song is dead." Ma Xianglin said, took off this baroque Songjiang cotton fake collar, and returned it to Zheng Haizhu.

He is a brave and masculine martial artist, and he really doesn't look down on this kind of fat and powdery dress.

Thinking about it, I felt that my words were a little stiffer, so I added: "Miss Zheng, this collar is the size of the collar, but it is still comfortable." ”

Zheng Haizhu took it with a smile and said to Liu Shimin: "Father-in-law, as long as you can exchange it for silver, it doesn't matter what kind of collar, colored socks, and girlish belt it is, we have good cotton cloth and craftsmanship, why don't you do this business?" The raw silk and silk that the Japanese people are currently living in have robbed a lot of our Ming foreign trade business, but when it comes to cotton cloth and embroidery, they are not good. I heard that in some island countries in the South Seas, the cotton grown can also be spun into good cloth. Cotton cloth is easy to wash, firm and durable, and we can't let small countries earn the bulk of this silver. ”

Liu Shimin listened and began to nod frequently.

At the end, Wen Yan said: "Well, although Yuegang says that only Han ships are allowed to leave the port, and foreign ships are not allowed to enter the port, many businessmen can still follow the Han ships with ships to enter Haicheng County." This time I returned to Yuegang, and our family asked the county magistrate to find a few to refer to Miss Zheng's ideas in detail. ”

Zheng Haizhu showed a longing smile, glanced at Ma Xianglin, turned around and entered the cabin, and took out a cotton robe.

On the deck in the past few days, Ma Xianglin will ask about the research and development process of the dark armor robe in front of Gonggong Liu, and Zheng Haizhu knows that he does not shy away from Gonggong Liu.

Although the young marshal of a local Tusi army paid out of his own pocket to buy equipment for middle and low-level sergeants, even if it was against the emperor, it was something that could be put on the table, but Zheng Haizhu could still realize that Ma Xianglin was helping her hint to Gonggong Liu.

Since the Weaving Bureau can make the Han family's sea trade list in exchange for silver, if Gonggong Liu has someone in the military department, or is familiar with some imperial relatives in Beijing, he can also pull the strings and let the Han family try to make cloth armor.

The Han family is at least a Jiangnan family that cares about face, and it is not stupid, not like Li Guifei's father who was born as a mason, he has no bottom line, and directly stuffed rusty iron and broken cotton wool mixed with straw into the cloth armor, and as a result, many soldiers at the Jizhou border pass froze to death, so angry that Qi Jiguang galloped hundreds of miles in the starry night, and rushed back to the capital from outside the gate to sue the emperor.

Sure enough, after Zheng Haizhu shook off the robe in his hand, Liu Shimin also came up to watch carefully.

"Po, you come and talk to your father-in-law."

With an encouraging look, Zheng Haizhu instructed Fan Poyu.

After the little girl got on the boat, she found that Gonggong Liu, the biggest official, was the most amiable, and she was not so afraid, so she explained fluently at this time: "Gonggong Liu, General Ma, and the uncles of the grass people, once went back to Jiangnan to visit their relatives, and when it came to beating the tartars, the Ming armor not only had to be wiped and repaired frequently, but also in close combat, the enemy could easily see the flaws in the armor. Therefore, Sister Azhu and I sewed the iron pieces in our Songjiang silk cloth by sewing the iron pieces and riveted them with bubble nails. ”

Liu Shimin pinched this semi-finished cloth face armor with great interest, looked at the iron piece in the lattice, and said curiously: "How can this silk cloth be so stiff, not like pure cotton?" ”

Zheng Haizhu explained: "Father-in-law, people in the world often have a misunderstanding that silk or cotton is always the best. Its practical materials are like employing people, and using them correctly is the right way. Our Songjiang silk cloth, the weft is cotton thread, and the warp thread is extracted from the local specialty yellow grass soaked and kneaded, so the cloth is crisp like a board, frustration resistant, and waterproof is much better than the cotton cloth armor......"

Before she finished speaking, Ma Xianglin on the side had already lifted the placket of the cloth armor, stared at the pattern in the middle of the lattice, and pinched the lattice.

When Zheng Haizhu saw his move, he smiled knowingly: "Does General Ma think that the weaving method of silk cloth can make the enemy unable to guess the connecting edge of the armor piece and the nail piece?" ”

Ma Xianglin raised his eyes to look at her, and said happily: "Yes, the silk cloth is good, and you are also very smart." I've just been looking at it, and if such weaving and sewing methods meet and fight against each other on a narrow road, I may not be able to immediately figure out where the tip of the spear should be pierced in order to cut through the stitches and pick up the iron armor. You live and die in battle, often in a few breaths. ”

Zheng Haizhu said in his heart, sure enough, he has the best knowledge of actual combat experience, so he patted Fan Poyu's shoulder without hesitation: "This is the credit of the little sister of Poyu, and it is what she cares about." ”

Fan Poyu didn't mean to shrink down, and said honestly: "Sister Azhu said that this cloth armor is worn by the sergeants led by General Ma, and my own two uncles often have blood with Tartar swords and guns, so when I think about the cloth armor, I think about how to save my life." ”

Ma Xianglin also gave Fan Poyu an approving smile, and then turned to Liu Shimin and said: "Father-in-law, I found that if you use this Songjiang and silk cloth to make nails, there is another advantage, each nail in the lattice, after stuffing cotton wool, you can throw it bigger." ”

Liu Shimin has lived in the Beijing Palace for many years, how can he not understand the principle of keeping warm as Ma Xianglin, a southerner.

The silk cloth mixed with plant fibers may not be as soft as real silk satin or worsted cotton, but because it is harder, the space in the quilted lattice is larger, and the warmth effect is better after filling the lining.

In the freezing Liaodong, it is not only the brave and barbaric Tartars that are deadly, but also the extremely cold weather.

Those who wear cheap cloth armor are low-level soldiers, and such soldiers have to face the cold outdoors most often.

When the commanders and governors were chatting and laughing with their subordinate generals in the official office or in the warm tent, in the name of strategizing, those soldiers were often in the ice and snow, or marching in a hurry, or ambushing in the shadows to prepare for a night attack.

A cotton wool cloth armor that has not experienced the greed of the imperial relatives who cut corners, so that these soldiers who really defend the Ming Dynasty against foreign aggression will not freeze into ice.

Survive, whether it is a rain of guns and arrows or a bitter cold, is the only way to win.

Liu Shimin looked at Ma Xianglin, a fierce general who was not yet completely satisfied, and put forward a bunch of correction requests to Zheng Haizhu and Fan Poyu, gentle but serious, emphasizing how to save their soldiers' lives.

Liu Shimin couldn't help but think of many years ago, when he heard from his father about the master's escape method and ridiculed, his father said to him coldly: "If you are foolish, if the first emperor didn't survive with this trick, where did you come from!" Where is it possible to recover the country. ”