"Oh, silk thread, let me show you."
With that said, Gu Beichuan took Shen Liangfu to visit the entire production line.
When he saw sericulture, Shen Liangfu could still accept it, after all, his mentor had mentioned it before.
Seeing silkworms forming cocoons, he could still accept it. After all, it was a normal phenomenon. He also knew that the cocoon was what the teacher called the raw material for silk threads.
But when he saw the cocoons being cooked, he really couldn't stand it.
"Teacher, what are you doing?"
"Oh, you have to boil the silk thread before you can peel it and pull out the silk thread."
"Cook...cook it?" Shen Liangfu was dumbfounded.
You know, although the cloth woven from mulberry and animal hair also undergoes a cooking process.
But that’s because the mulberry is too hard and needs to be steamed to soften it.
In contrast, cotton that is soft enough does not require this process.
And this thread of yours... to put it bluntly, I'm afraid it will break if I apply even the slightest amount of force. Silk threads that are already extremely fragile, why do you still need to steam them?
Can such threads really weave cloth?
When he saw the rough behavior of the female workers during the silk drawing and thread drawing process, Shen Liangfu would have wanted to step forward and stop him if he hadn't been concerned about the lack of etiquette.
Silk threads that are not twisted are inherently fragile, so how can they be drawn like this?
It's really...it really makes me angry!
Since Shen Liangfu can remember, Shen Ji Cloth Shop has been one of the best cloth shops in Huainan.
Their female workers are always well-trained and skillful.
Watching them draw, draw, and weave fabrics is simply a pleasure.
But now, he felt that watching these peasant women pull silk was tantamount to torture.
The last flame of hope in his heart was extinguished, which indirectly sentenced the teacher's workshop to death.
Raw materials that I have never heard of, production techniques that I can’t understand, plus extravagant female workers.
Can the cloth woven in this way really be used?
He no longer wanted to look at the next steps, there was no point.
"Teacher, you'd better take me directly to see the finished product."
Gu Beichuan was stunned when he heard this, thinking that he couldn't wait any longer?
"Okay, come with me."
In Gu Beichuan's original expectation, it would take some time for silk to be produced.
But who knew that the female workers were so motivated that they compressed this time into nothing.
It's just that the silk produced is completely incomparable with that of later generations, but the overall steps are very similar.
That's why he asked a professional, Shen Liangfu, to see if there was any problem he didn't expect.
After all, in the weaving industry, I am the expert.
"Liangfu, this is the latest piece of fabric woven in the workshop. Come and take a look."
Looking at the piece of cloth, Shen Liangfu didn't have any expectations in his heart. Instead, he was constantly organizing his words, thinking about how to tell the facts later without bumping into the teacher.
You can't just say that all these things you knit are scraps that no one wants, right?
However, as soon as he got hold of the cloth, Shen Liangfu froze on the spot.
The frown on his face relaxed, and his face slowly became filled with surprise.
Then he picked up the entire piece of cloth, rubbed it carefully, and even put his face against it to feel it.
After a long time, his eyes were filled with shock.
Then, as if he thought of something, he started to pull the cloth hard.
However, in his impression, the cloth, which should have been fragile, was extremely strong. Even if he tried his best, he could not cause it to deform significantly.
"How can this be?"
"Liangfu, you are well-informed in the cloth merchant industry. Tell the teacher honestly, how is this cloth?"
"Ah, although the material of this cloth is slightly inferior, it is the first time that the teacher has opened a workshop, and he hired some inexperienced peasant women. It is already very difficult to make it like this..."
"Alas." Gu Beichuan sighed when he heard this and said, "Is that really the case?"
He said something was wrong, it was just that it couldn't compare to the silks of later generations, but he didn't expect that even the cloths on the market in Daqian couldn't compare!
This made him slightly frustrated.
However, at this moment, Shen Liangfu shook his head, as if he had recovered, and sighed loudly.
Oops! In desperation just now, I said the words I had prepared in advance.
The feel, silkiness, and suppleness of this material are all top-notch!
He has never seen any material that can combine so many advantages!
If this is considered slightly bad, then what does the water satin-like fabric they used to press the box count?
Thinking of the water-like satin, Shen Liangfu felt a toothache again.
Good guy, I am still a mentor because I don’t understand the cloth market.
Unexpectedly, I was sitting in a well looking at the sky.
With such an excellent fabric, isn't water satin just a philistine fabric at best?
"Teacher, I made a mistake. This piece of fabric is an excellent work!"
"Huh?" When Gu Beichuan, who was already disappointed, heard this, his heart was filled with hope again, and he asked seriously: "How does this material compare with other materials in Dagan Cloth Market?"
"Crush it!"
After hearing this, Gu Beichuan was speechless for a long time.
I thought it was indeed something passed down from our ancestors, and the silk made like this could actually crush the fabrics on the market in Daqian.
"May I ask my mentor, what do you plan to do with this kind of fabric?" When Shen Liangfu asked this question, he was extremely worried.
Because he thought of his father and the choice of Huangshang!
He had never seen Liuyun Satin, but his father said that it was a fabric that was far superior to water-like satin.
But according to his opinion, the piece of cloth in front of him is also far better than water satin.
What if I take this piece of cloth to run for imperial business?
So he must fight for this material for his father!
"How to deal with it? Of course I have to sell it to your Shenji Cloth Store." Gu Beichuan said matter-of-factly.
"What!!!"
"Such good ingredients should be given directly to us, Shen Ji?"
When Gu Beichuan heard this, he coughed twice, thinking that he might be called Shen Ji or Feihong in the future.
"Hey, you and I, master and disciple, are as close as father and son. As master, I help you Shen Ji, isn't that just to help myself?"
When Shen Liangfu heard this, his expression gradually became strange.
Although it is said in the book, once a teacher, always a father.
"But...teacher, you are only eighteen, and I am already over twenty."
"Ahem, don't worry about these details. Besides, this material is only a semi-finished product at best, and it's not that precious."
"What!" Shen Liangfu exclaimed again: "Semi-finished product?"
"Such a good material, just a semi-finished product?"
Gu Beichuan was frightened by his surprise: "Yes."
Too! Shen Liangfu thought of the operations of those female workers.
If this cloth was woven by the female workers of Shenji Cloth Company, the quality would surely be improved to a higher level.
To put it this way, it’s really a half-finished product!
Enough to crush semi-finished products that look like water satin!
Suddenly, Shen Liangfu felt that his water-like satin seemed to have no reputation and could only be used as a unit of measurement.
But then, there was a surge of joy.
There is hope!
I, the Shen family, have hope in running for imperial business!
Shen Liangfu shouted in his heart!
