When the store clerk heard the man's voice, he was afraid that the extra money he had received would be lost, so he tied a knot in the bag and handed it to Shen Qingqian, "Here, girl, your things are wrapped."
Shen Yong took the baggage and turned to ask Shen Qingqian, "Why did you buy so much? Do you have enough money?"
While he was talking, Shen Qingqian handed the silver peanut to the store clerk with his palm down. The store clerk immediately held it tightly and ran to the counter to find money.
"Girl, here are two hundred coppers for you. Count them." For fifty coppers, the shopkeeper's heart almost jumped out of his chest.
Shen Qingqian took it, counted it, and then smiled: "That's right."
In order to avoid exposing her secret, and because of the inconsistent attitude of the store clerk, she will not come to this store next time.
The brother and sister came out of the store and happened to bump into Ling Yun. This time the three of them went directly to the place where the mule cart was stored, and drove out of the city.
Shen Yong had long forgotten to ask Shen Qingqian what he bought. What's more, in his heart, as long as Shen Qingqian wanted to buy something, it must be useful, and it made no difference whether he asked or not.
After Shen Qingqian got into the car, she deliberately fixed the curtain before opening the big baggage.
After rummaging for a while, Shen Qingqian found what she wanted. Shen Qingqian took it in her hand and looked at it carefully. She was immediately overjoyed and whispered to herself, "It is indeed 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 its name is not called cotton.
What Shen Qingqian is holding now is upland cotton, which was widely grown in later generations.
In Shen Qingqian's memory, this kind of cotton was only introduced to her country after the 19th century in her time.
There was no such plant before Dajin, and I don’t know where I found it in the grocery store just now.
Nowadays, the means of keeping warm in the winter in Dajin are very simple. There are no quilts. Rich people can also use fine textiles as fillings for quilts, but ordinary people do not have this treatment.
Most people have linen quilts at home. In winter, reed flowers, tree roots or soft plants are sewn into the linen. Rice is grown in the south, so straw is also one of the fillings for quilts in the south.
After Shen Qingqian traveled through time for so long, what she was most looking forward to was a quilt and a cotton-padded coat. Unfortunately, there was no such thing as cotton in her memory.
Forget about things like cotton, there is no word for "cotton". At this time, there is only the word for "cotton".
She had just seen a few small yellowing white flowers in the grocery store. She thought she had made a mistake, but she took a closer look to confirm.
She was so happy at that time. In order not to arouse suspicion, she originally wanted to pack up the pile of things and take them away, but she didn't expect the store clerk to bring them to her.
Shen Qingqian couldn't put down the cotton buds in his hand, and information about how to deal with cotton to obtain cotton seeds emerged from his memory.
She did it as soon as she thought of it. She removed the flowers on the surface in a few seconds to reveal the wooly cottonseed inside. This was not the final cottonseed, and the short lint on it had to be removed.
However, Shen Qingqian's memory was complicated, so this was not a big deal. It didn't take long for her to process all five cotton flowers, and got a total of more than thirty cotton seeds.
An ordinary cotton flower has about seven or eight seeds. Modern hybrid cotton is special, with more than thirty cotton seeds per flower.
For Shen Qingqian, with more than thirty cotton seeds in her hand, she can grow a large area of cotton.
"Sixth sister, we're here." Shen Yong shouted from outside the car.
