After a brief pleasantry, Mona led the group into the new weaving factory.

As soon as they walked through the factory gates, they were shocked by what they saw. Rows of tall looms are neatly arranged, each with complex mechanisms installed on them, running at high speed.

"This ...... What's going on? One of the inmates exclaimed, "I've never seen anything like it!" ”

In the past, the looms of the Wild Sand Empire were all small looms of family workshops, with slow speed and low output. The looms were as tall as houses, two or three rows of metal needles jumping happily on the silk threads, and rolls of cloth flowed over the machine like a stream of water.

Mona said to Nick proudly, "Don't think I'm in the astrology office and just staring at the sky in a daze, the blueprints that Axey picked up are my prototypes, and I've already deduced the sixth generation of looms in the astrology office." ”

Nick nodded approvingly, "It's the first time I've seen weaving so fast." ”

Mona laughed, "The apprentices are not very skilled in the operation now, and there are some deficiencies in the design. We plan to improve the 7th generation loom in three months, and the output will probably be two to three times that of today! ”

"Two or three times more?!" The prisoners were stunned, "That's amazing! ”

"Of course, but it's just a loom, there's not much to say." Mona didn't seem to be worth mentioning, but there was a smug look on her face, "Let's take a look at my latest research results, I call it the flower loom." ”

With that, she led the prisoners to another room, where several half-finished machines and some parts were being installed, and several craftsmen and apprentices were installing and repairing them.

At the other end of the room, two desk-like machines were making a "click" sound, and the two apprentices were fiddling with them for a long time, and a face towel embroidered with a desert oasis spat out from under the machine.

The prisoners' eyes widened, "This machine can embroider?!" ”

Scholar Mona couldn't suppress the excitement in her heart at this time, and laughed, "Yes, this is my latest invention, which can automatically weave all kinds of beautiful patterns through mechanical devices." ”

As she spoke, she removed a thin plate from the top of the machine, on which were densely pricked with needles of various lengths.

"That's the template for the pattern, and the length of these needles represents the color used." Mona Scholar proudly flaunts her clever idea, "Although the precision of this method is not too high, it is sufficient for mass-produced objects. ”

Most of the prisoners had only seen hand-weaving, a mechanized mode of production that was unheard of for them.

"It's amazing!" One of the prisoners exclaimed, "Such a machine can make such beautiful patterns, and it is so efficient!" ”

"No wonder people on the street are dressed so nicely." Another prisoner agreed, "It turns out that such advanced machinery is used. ”

The Black Mamba suddenly leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "I have a question, what is the 'bark making clothes' they are talking about?" ”

"It's called 'plant fiber,' but it's not tree bark." Mona corrected, "That's what I thought of when I saw the poor people weaving the soles of their shoes out of dry grass, and that's the starting point for all my inventions." Those devices are in the next room, do you want to see them? But first, I want to make it clear, it doesn't smell good. ”

With that, Mona led them to another house outside the factory, and before entering, she asked the apprentice to bring masks and distribute them to the others.

"Sure enough, it doesn't smell good." As soon as Nick pushed the door open, he frowned, "It reminds me of the miserable situation of cooking for the first time." ”

Monagge laughed, "You men better stay away from the kitchen, my guy almost burned the bottom of the pot last time." ”

Inside the room was a row of large cauldrons, white smoke billowing from the stove, and in each pot a whole astringent melon was boiling, and the air was filled with a sour smell.

Nick pinched his nose through the mask, "It's really hard for you to work in such a harsh environment." ”

"Bad? Don't be funny, you won't feel bad when you smell it. Mona made a look of no surprise, "Thank you, Lord Buxiao, now that I have my own workshop, I can study my favorite loom, and there are so many apprentices with me, I want to sing a song." ”

"I'll hear your singing in two days, and now tell us a little bit about it." Nick hurriedly interrupted Mona's singing. He knew very well that Mrs. Mona was a first-class talent in the loom, but if she could sing, it would be terrible to hear.

Mona turned her head and retrieved a large iron tong, and fished out a whole astringent melon from a large cauldron.

The astringent melon was already boiled to a shuffled scale, and it only took a few shakes to make the flesh fall down with a clatter.

"Does this look like soup?" The black mamba endured the pungent smell and asked in a low voice, "Could it be that the clothes we wear are made from this pot of soup?" ”

"General Leila, I just introduced that we use plant fibers." Mona raised the steaming iron clip in her hand, which was covered with the criss-crossing stems and veins of the plant, like a worn-out fishing net.

Mona soaked the pile in the potion and cooled it for a while, and several of the apprentices brought a set of barrel-like molds. Several people worked together to put this "fishing net" in this mold.

There is a handle at the bottom of the mold, and an apprentice quickly turns the handle underneath, and the mold slowly opens, and finally the pile of plant fibers is re-propped up to the flat shape of the original astringent melon.

Mona brought a hard brush and brushed the remaining flesh on the fibers, and muttered: "The Lord of the Red Pavilion is really omniscient and omnipotent, and he actually promoted the artificial cultivation of astringent melons a few years ago. Astringent melon is a good thing, its fiber is stronger than cotton thread......"

In fact, the main purpose of Buxiao and Lydia deciding to grow astringent melons at that time was just to extract astringent melon seeds for use as tear gas. But even Nick doesn't know much about these things, anyway, everyone says that they are omniscient and omnipotent, and he follows suit.

After scrubbing for a while, Mona used a knife to cut the fibers into strips, and the apprentices took the fibers and soaked them in other potions.

"It's going to take a long time." Mona led them directly to the next link, in the next room, the apprentices were building fine fiber forks, and you could see that they had left about five to ten centimeters of useful fiber.

These fibers are slowly wound into long threads on something shaped like a spinning machine.

Mona pointed to the bundle of thread hammers that had been loaded, "These are the threads used to make clothes, they are a little thicker than cotton threads and a little thinner than wool threads. This thread can be used both for weaving and for sewing – but as far as sewing is concerned, I think cotton is better. ”

The Black Mamba was silent for a moment, then nodded apologetically to Mona, "Master Mona, you are truly a genius. I'm sorry that in the hall that day, I laughed at you in ignorance. ”

Mona shook her hand, "My idea itself is crazy, and it's only reasonable that I will be ridiculed. If Axy hadn't given my idea to the Lord of the Red Pavilion, perhaps it would have been brought into the coffin with me. ”