Wei and Jin cooks

Brocade is famous for its bright colors. Shu brocade has a history of more than 2,000 years. It is one of the four famous brocades in China, together with Zhuang brocade in Guangxi, Yun brocade in Nanjing and Song brocade in Suzhou.

The rose-red Sichuan brocade that Aunt Qing is reluctant to part from has a gorgeous pattern, with flowers and birds woven into it using various brightly colored silk threads. The color is mainly rose red.

Such brocade is made into clothes to wear in winter... Zhao Hanzhang tilted his head and thought about it, and thought it looked pretty good.

Especially in the snow, it looks good as a pleated skirt.

This sentence just flashed through Zhao Hanzhang's mind. Aunt Qing had already moved her hand away from the rose-red Sichuan brocade, put it on a piece of plain brocade next to it, and said, "This one is good."

This was what she had taken a liking to early on.

This piece of plain brocade has a moon-white background, with large floral patterns woven on it. In the middle are small flowers and auspicious clouds intertwined. The silk threads are highlighted with three colors of light yellow to highlight the color differences.

Mrs. Wang didn't take it to heart at first, but when she saw this piece of plain brocade, she couldn't help but look at her daughter.

She also likes this horse, and the plain color of this horse matches her daughter well.

She kept visiting Zhao Hanzhang.

Zhao Hanzhang did not want to make new clothes. Seeing that no one was competing with Aunt Qing, they chose the colors they wanted. Zhao Hanzhang asked the clerk, "How much do these Sichuan brocades and silks cost?"

The clerk raised the price in a serious manner, and the price for each horse was different. He also said: "This is the price at which the county government bought it."

After all, he was not as thick-skinned as Chang Ning and Zhao Hanzhang, but he still felt a little guilty after speaking, so he explained a little more, "The price is so high because it is a long way from Shu to here, the road is not peaceful, and we have very few merchants in Xiping."

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him, and the clerk realized that he had said too much and shut up immediately.

Fortunately, my aunts and uncles don’t have much experience in bargaining, and what he said is true. There are very few merchants in Xiping now. Even if there are, most of them sell grain and ordinary cloth. They all heard that they are purchasing large quantities of goods here. When they arrived, there was not a single piece of precious silk, satin or brocade.

How can small merchants dare to transport such valuables at this time?

If you are robbed on the road, you will lose everything.

So now good fabrics are very expensive in Xiping.

Although the price of the paperwork was indeed too expensive, it was still within their affordability, so everyone bought it without blinking.

Zhao Hanzhang smiled slightly and asked the clerk to collect the money. Seeing that it was already getting late, he simply stood up and said, "I'll take my aunt and aunts back."

Aunt Qing and others laughed and declined: "You are busy, there is no need to see me off."

Wang also said: "We still want to go shopping."

"That's fine," Zhao Hanzhang asked the little maid to take them out to play, and gave Mrs. Wang a money bag. "Auntie will buy whatever she likes, and buy some things for me to honor my aunt and aunts. Hanzhang will not Stay with me."

Ms. Wang accepted the money in person and was very happy, "Okay, okay, go and do your work."

After Zhao Hanzhang walked away, Aunt Qing dared to speak freely, "Brother and sister, why don't you see your good son-in-law?"

Wang said calmly: "People like them are busy."

Fu Tinghan was indeed busy. As soon as Zhao Hanzhang left, he took his pen and meditated among a pile of dismantled wood.

By the time Zhao Hanzhang came back, his drawing was almost complete.

"You came back just in time. Take a look at the picture." Fu Tinghan showed her the picture he had drawn.

"I'll find the carpenter and let's try it out first."

"good."

The two of them were obsessed with making looms. When Wang came back with everyone after shopping, he hesitated for a while but didn't bother them anymore. He took Aunt Qing and the others back to the clan first.

Xiping County received eight carts of cotton wool from Zhu Chuan, and the number of winter coats and quilts filled with cotton wool increased.

The prepared winter clothes and quilts were distributed one after another, first to the orphans and the elderly in the Yushan Hall, then to the seriously damaged families in the county. First, children and women were given their share, and then to the children and the refugees who had fled. woman...

When it was the men's turn, most of them were winter coats and quilts stuffed with catkins and catkins, some of which had not yet been obtained.

But no one was dissatisfied. Everyone was waiting quietly and happily accepted the gift from the county government.

The county government is still asking people to intensify sewing, so the refugees know what they have.

Ji Yuan sent people to deliver five carts of winter clothes and quilts, all of which were left over from Shangcai.

The steward who came to deliver the things bowed and said, "Mr. Ji said that the manor can survive the winter safely this year."

Many refugees have also been gathered there, but because the rebels have not arrived there, they have kept building houses. Until now, the brick houses they have built are basically enough to accommodate everyone.

Although it takes about ten people to squeeze into one room, it's still quite warm.

Zhao Hanzhang was envious for a moment, and when she thought that Shangcai Manor was also her territory, her envy turned into relief.

After the last group of people received their winter clothes and quilts, the temperature began to drop sharply, the north wind blew, and the improved loom that Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan worked together was ready.

The two of them watched the much enlarged loom wandering around. Finally, Zhao Hanzhang pinched his fingers and said, "I'll give it a try."

Fu Tinghan also looked expectantly.

Ting He hung up the thread for her and pulled it up. Zhao Hanzhang stepped on the loom and pulled it a few times, and weaved a finger-long piece of cloth. Zhao Hanzhang's eyes were bright, and before he could be happy, there was a clang of the loom. The middle roller fell off.

Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan's smiles froze, and they quickly squatted down, half of their bodies getting under the loom to take a look.

Fu Tinghan said with a headache: "This position is unstable."

Zhao Hanzhang: "It seems that it needs to be changed."

But looking at the finger-long cloth, Zhao Hanzhang was still very happy, "I just pulled it a few times and it turned into cloth. Obviously we succeeded."

Fu Tinghan, "It's a pity that the time is too short. I wonder if there are any shortcomings?"

Zhao Hanzhang thought for a while and said: "It's not light enough and requires a lot of effort."

She said: "I am very strong, so I can pull it off smoothly, but if it were another woman, I'm afraid it would take a lot of effort to pull it off."

Fu Tinghan thought thoughtfully, "So we have to find ways to reduce the force..."

Zhao Hanzhang let him think, and waited until he finished writing and drawing on the paper, and then said, "Xiaoxue today, my mother-in-law asked us to go back to Wubao for dinner. Let's take Erlang back later."

The improvement of the loom is not something that can be done in a day or two. Fu Tinghan nodded and said: "Okay."

So in the afternoon, Zhao Hanzhang called Zhao Erlang, and the group rode back to Wubao.

It was just too cold, and the wind hurt their faces, so the three of them couldn't ride fast, so they ran forward slowly.

There was almost no one on the street. When it got cold, everyone stayed at home. The doors of the shops were only half-open. When it was time to open the door, they saw no customers coming, so they closed the door directly.

There is another chapter that I can’t finish in the middle of writing. I’ll update it tomorrow morning.