Seeing that what Song Jingyun was knitting seemed to be a bamboo slave, but the size was much larger than an ordinary bamboo slave, the apprentice also scratched his head.
Maybe Master is trying to make up something new, but it just looks like a bamboo slave?
The apprentice thought this way, so he stopped blocking him and was busy doing his own thing.
Song Jingyun worked hard for a long time, and finally in the afternoon, he made a super big bamboo slave, and it had a cover so that people could lie in it.
Looking at his results, Song Jingyun looked at them for a long time and was very satisfied. Then he asked the apprentices to support him and got in to try it out.
Yes, the space inside is very spacious, and there is even some room for him to move around inside.
It's just that it's not very convenient to move with my hands.
After Song Jingyun tried lying down, he decided to modify this oversized bamboo slave to leave a gap for his arms to stretch out. In this case, it should be much better.
The apprentices looked at Song Jingyun busy. They looked at me and I looked at you. Their expressions were not very good.
"Do you want to talk to Master?"
"I think you should do it, otherwise it would be ugly."
"But Master seems to be very concerned about this matter. If I tell him, Master will be very disappointed."
"If I don't say it, I think it won't work..."
Several people whispered for a while. Finally, Jiangdongkou, who was the first to learn bamboo weaving skills, hesitated for a while and then muttered, "Well, Master, what we are saying is, this thing..."
"Isn't it quite special?" Song Jingyun didn't even raise his head.
"It's quite special, but if master wants to lie down in it to sleep and enjoy the coolness at night, that's not possible." Jiangdongguchi said in a low voice.
"Why?" Song Jingyun raised his head in surprise.
"This thing, how can I say it? I can only say it is similar. Although there are differences, the overall look is very similar..." Jiangdong gritted his teeth and answered truthfully, "Especially as soon as Master lay down in it. At that time, it was more like..."
"What does it look like?" Song Jingyun asked.
Jiangdongkou rubbed his hands, "As if he was being carried to dip into a pig cage..."
"Soak the pig cage?" Song Jingyun was a little confused, "What is that?"
"Those who make mistakes will be put into such a cage and thrown into the river. If they are lucky, they may survive. If not, they may be drowned."
Jiangdongkou said, "But generally people will not be imprisoned in pig cages. Only those who do not follow the rules and have fornications will be imprisoned in pig cages..."
adultery?
Song Jingyun thought for a long time before he thought that he had heard this word before.
I heard it from the gossips of the aunts and ladies in the village. The general meaning is that married people do not follow the rules of women or men, and get entangled with other people outside...
Song Jingyun, "..."
He is a well-behaved son-in-law who never does anything to disgrace his wife!
Tsk, it looks like I can’t have this big bamboo slave anymore.
Otherwise, you will get bad luck!
Song Jingyun didn't even think twice and started to dismantle the big bamboo slave.
When Jiangdongkou and others saw this, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately it was dismantled, otherwise it would be weird just thinking about it...
When Jiang Michia went to bed at night, she found that the bamboo slave that had been on the bed was not there. After searching around, there was no movement.
"Where's the bamboo slave on my bed? Have you seen it?" Jiang Michia asked Song Jingyun who came into the room.
"When I picked it up today, I was pricked by the burrs on it. I thought it would be bad if there were thorns on this thing that I was sleeping on, so I took it apart and polished the bamboo strips again. "
Song Jingyun said, "I'll make up another one for you tomorrow."
Even if my wife wanted to hold a bamboo slave, she would have to make it up herself.
Even what Dad made up won’t work.
"Okay." Jiang Michia felt that what her son-in-law said must be the truth, so she didn't think much about it. She took the cattail leaf fan next to her and fanned herself, "It's getting hotter and hotter today."
"Yeah, it's quite hot." Song Jingyun also took a cattail leaf fan. After lying down, he fanned himself twice and then fanned Jiang Mixia twice.
Jiang Michia lay on the pillow. Even though it was very hot right now, it didn't delay her from falling asleep.
It just didn’t take long for me to wake up from the heat.
When she woke up, she saw Song Jingyun still fanning her.
It's just that the little son-in-law was really sleepy. He closed his eyes, held his head with one hand, and fanned the cattail leaf with the other hand. His movements slowly slowed down until he stopped, and then he dropped his head sleepily, and then mechanically I shook my cattail leaf fan, then dozed off until my head drooped...
Although this little son-in-law is a little ignorant of worldly affairs and his emotional intelligence has been a little low for a while, his thoughts are really pure and kind, and he is really good to her as a wife.
On a hot day, Jiang Michia actually felt that her whole body was very cool.
It’s just that the little son-in-law is really tired from fanning like this.
Jiang Michia picked up the cattail leaf fan in his hand.
Song Jingyun woke up immediately as the cattail leaf fan left his hand, rubbed his eyes, "What's wrong, madam?"
"It's okay, it's not hot anymore, go to sleep." Jiang Michia whispered.
"Oh." Song Jingyun closed his eyes in a daze.
After a while, he turned over, fumbled for Jiang Michia's bag, and put it on himself.
It seemed like he was afraid that Jiang Michia would take his hand away, so he only held it with his hands.
Jiang Michia, "..."
So hot.
I might as well let you hold the cattail leaf fan!
But speaking of this cattail fan, the cattail fan in my hand is made of the leaves of cattail palm. It is light, just like that, and still has a little weight. It is a bit tiring after shaking it for a long time.
If it's a round fan, it's light enough, but because the fabric is thin and too breathable, it can't produce much wind.
It would be great if we could make a fan that is lighter than the cattail fan and more practical than the uchiwa fan...
Jiang Michia fell asleep in a daze while thinking about it.
On the next day, after breakfast, I went to the bamboo weaving workshop with Song Jingyun to look for a suitable bamboo strip knife.
In the past, knives made of bamboo strips were thicker than ordinary hatchets, making them easier to use.
However, this kind of knife is suitable for experienced hands, but it is very difficult for apprentices, and there is no way to completely and accurately control the width and thickness of the strips.
Since a workshop is opened, the products must be standardized to ensure the quality of the goods.
So Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun tinkered for a long time and developed a new breaking knife.
Fix the knife on the wooden stand, and form a fixed gap between the two knives, so that the width and thickness of the bamboo strips can be fixed. All the bamboo strips are the same width, narrowness and thickness. When weaving things, it will naturally The weaving is easy and the quality of the stuff is good.
In order to adapt to the weaving of different objects, the gap of the blade is adjusted to different sizes, and the bamboo strips are also numbered. What number of bamboo strips are needed to weave what kind of objects? The bamboo strips coming out of the knife are also fixed so that there is no confusion. , not to mention messy.
Jiang Michia searched for it and found the thinnest bamboo strip knife used for waterproof bamboo boxes.
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Because the author was too concerned about the itinerary of a certain old witch, he didn’t care to type. As a result, the update on August 2 was not added. I’m really sorry. Let me adjust my mentality and type again...
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