"You come and open it," Grandma Li handed her a key. The person who had lost a few teeth was a bit leaky, "I heard from people in the village that you have helped us a lot. If you need the things in this cabinet, Just take it.”
Shen Qingqian was confused and curious. She opened the wooden cabinet with the key in her hand. After pushing the wooden cabinet door open, she froze in front of the wooden cabinet in shock, "This... this is..."
Grandma Li said with a smile: "It's nothing special. This cabinet is full of my own improvements to the loom over the years, as well as some records of weaving techniques."
That’s right, this is a whole cabinet full of drawings and written materials!
Shen Qingqian reached out and took out one of the books and opened it, feeling another surge of excitement in her heart.
Grandma Li is illiterate, so all the records here are drawn with pictures. The owner's intentions can be seen on every page. Even if there is not a word on these pages, it can still be understood by Shen Qingqian, a layman.
And the drawings on one of them are very close to the Jenny loom.
"It's a pity that I haven't read the book. Although there are pictures in some places, others may not be able to understand it. Girl, if you don't understand anything in the future, just come and ask me anytime." Granny Li sighed.
The shock in Shen Qingqian's heart has not subsided yet, and she only feels that this is the true spirit of craftsmanship.
A woman who has never read a book used her only knowledge of drawings to record and pass down a technical record!
"Grandma," Shen Qingqian took a deep breath, "Thank you!"
"What's there to thank you for? If these things are not given to you, they will be left to the village. And without you, our village may have lost all this craft. In the end, we still have to thank you..."
Shen Qingqian interrupted her, "No, grandma, you don't know how precious these things of yours are."
Having said this, she turned back to look at the crowd of onlookers outside and said seriously: "Folks, we will soon open a girls' school in northern Hubei. The textile technology will be included in the textbooks of girls' schools. From now on, girls who go to Yangcun will Children can go to girls’ schools for free.”
As soon as these words came out, the people in Shangyang Village fell silent instantly.
After a while, the crowd started talking.
"What? Girls' school? Does it mean that girls can enter the school?"
"Sixth Miss, do you mean that our daughters will be able to read and write in the future?"
"And what Miss Six said is that our girls can study for free!"
"This, this, this...we will never be afraid of being deceived again!"
A seven or eight-year-old girl stood in front of Shen Qingqian at some point. She looked at Shen Qingqian timidly and asked, "Sister Fairy, are you telling the truth? Can I really go to school to study? I don't need my parents to go out." silver?"
"Really," Shen Qingqian bent down, tucked her hair behind her ears, and said encouragingly, "you and your sisters can go."
Shangyang Village is different from other places. Their preference for sons over women is much lighter. After all, most weaving is done by women, and the status of women in Shangyang Village is similar to that of men.
Therefore, many people are actually willing to let their daughters learn and read, but the school does not accept female students, and they have no money to hire teachers to teach in the village, so they have to give up in the end.
But in this world, there is no way to progress without knowledge, and you will often even be deceived.
Now Shen Qingqian's promise has made the people in Shangyang Village ecstatic.
"Thank you Miss Six! Thank you Third Young Master!"
Words of thanks came from the villagers' mouths, and Shen Qingqian and Shen Shan comforted them for a while before they calmed down.
