The shopkeeper heard the man's voice, for fear that the outside of his hand would fly away, so he knotted the furoshiki and handed it to Shen Qingqian, "Here, girl, your things are wrapped."

Shen Yong took the burden, turned his head and asked Shen Qingqian, "Why did you buy so much?" Do you have enough money on you?"

While he was talking, Shen Qingqian palmed down and gave the silver peanut to the shopkeeper, who immediately held it tightly and ran to the counter to find money.

"Girl, these are the two hundred copper plates that came to you, count them." For fifty copper plates, the hearts of the shop guys were about to jump out.

Shen Qingqian took it, counted it, and then smiled, "That's right."

In order not to reveal the stuffing, and because of the inconsistent attitude of the guys in this store, she will not come to this store next time.

When the brother and sister came out of the store, they happened to run into Ling Yun, and the three of them went directly to the place where the mule cart was stored this time, and drove out of the city.

Shen Yong had long forgotten to ask Shen Qingqian what he bought, not to mention, in his heart, as long as Shen Qingqian wanted to buy it, it would definitely be useful, and it didn't make a difference whether he asked or not.

After Shen Qingqian got into the car, he deliberately fixed the curtain before opening the big baggage.

After rummaging for a while before finding what he wanted, Shen Qingqian took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and was immediately overjoyed, and whispered to himself, "Sure enough, it's cotton ......" Z.br>

There is cotton in this world, but it is not the kind used to make clothes and quilts in later generations, it is just an ornamental plant, and the name is not cotton.

And what Shen Qingqian is holding in his hand now is the upland cotton that was widely planted in later generations.

In Shen Qingqian's memory, this cotton only reached her country after the nineteenth century in her time.

Dajin didn't have this plant before, and I don't know where I found it in the grocery store just now.

Today's Dajin winter warmth means is very simple, there is no quilt, rich and noble people can also use delicate textiles to make quilt filling, ordinary people do not have this treatment.

Most people have linen quilts at home, and in winter they sew reeds, tree roots or softer plants in the linen cloth, and rice is produced in the south, so straw is also one of the fillers of the quilt in the south.

Shen Qingqian has traveled for so long, and what she is looking forward to most in her heart is actually a quilt and a cotton coat, but unfortunately there is no such thing as cotton in her memory.

Not to mention such a thing as cotton, there is no word "cotton", only the word "cotton" at this time.

Just now she saw a few small yellowed white flowers in the grocery store, and she thought she had seen it wrong, so she looked carefully before confirming.

At that time, she was so happy, in order not to arouse suspicion, she originally wanted to pack the pile of things and take them away, but she didn't expect the store guy to deliver them himself.

Shen Qingqian couldn't put down the few cotton flowers in his hand, and the information in his memory about how to deal with cotton to obtain cottonseeds also came out.

As soon as she thought of it, she removed the flowers on the surface in three or two strokes, revealing the wool cotton seeds inside, which was not the final cotton seed, and she had to remove the short linter on it.

However, Shen Qingqian's memory is complicated, this is not a big deal, it didn't take long for her to dispose of all five cottons, and she got a total of more than thirty cotton seeds.

Ordinary cotton has about seven or eight seeds, and there is a special hybrid cotton in modern times, with more than 30 cotton seeds in each flower.

For Shen Qingqian, with more than 30 cotton seeds in her hand, she can grow a large piece of cotton.

"Sixth sister, it's here." Shen Yong shouted outside the car.