I am engaged in construction in Datang

Fang Xuanling and Xiao Yu's gold crowns were installed. Li Yin was very ruthless and used all kinds of tools to install them for the two.

"Master Li, anesthetics, anesthetics!"

Xiao Yu had a lot of bad teeth, so he had three repaired and one extracted. It hurt so much.

"It's just for a while, no anesthetic is needed." Li Yin smiled and said, "Yu Sheren is a real man, he is not afraid of pain."

Xiao Yu: "..."

Well, he has offended someone!

But he didn't think he was wrong!

Li Shimin and others standing by showed sympathy.

After Li Yin finished her work, lunch was served. Today's braised noodles were hand-rolled by the tenant farmers in the village. Each noodle was distinct and only two millimeters thick.

First steam it in a pot, then mix the fried beef, bean sprouts and celery with the noodles. This way the braised noodles will not be so greasy, which is perfect for eating in summer.

It is served with garlic cloves and sweet soup, and everyone enjoys it.

"Master Li, what good is there in having the fishing net soaked in pig blood?" Fang Xuanling pondered. His hometown is in Qizhou. If you go further east to Qingzhou, there are many fishermen who make a living by fishing.

"It has four benefits." Li Yin had no choice but to put down the stewed noodles and drink the sweet soup.

She hasn't had a peaceful meal in the past few days.

"First, blood smells fishy, ​​which can attract fish and shrimp."

"Secondly, after the pig blood soaks into the fishing net, it can form a protective film on the surface to prevent seawater from corroding the net."

"Third, pig blood can increase the weight of fishing nets, making them sink to the bottom of the sea quickly."

“Fourthly, when you air out your fishing nets after fishing, it can speed up the drying process.”

Li Yin finished speaking in one breath, then shoveled a big mouthful of braised noodles, "You guys call me to eat first!"

Fang Xuanling watched Li Yin wolfing down the food and even forgot to admire the ingenuity of soaking the fishing net with pig blood.

"Master Li..., eat slowly." Fang Xuanling couldn't help but say.

Li Yin is always like this, chubby and looks like his eldest grandson, and he can't help but want to nag her a few more times.

But sometimes he was incredibly mature. When discussing political affairs with them, he always found a way to put these old men in their fifties at ease.

"I know." Li Yin had finished her meal and was drinking sweet soup.

The old house is old and I always worry about it.

The older Lao Xiao gets, the narrower his mind becomes.

As for Old Wei, he has become more open-minded as he gets older, and he has become much gentler when talking to people.

Only Changsun Wuji, who is young and full of tricks, is wholeheartedly thinking about the Tang Dynasty, which is a good thing.

"The method of soaking the fishing net can be learned by the fishermen along the coast." Li Shimin said that he would gain a lot every time he came to Zhuangzi.

In the afternoon, several people were awakened by the gangster-like sound of gongs.

As soon as they walked out of the room, they saw three carriages. Li Yin sat in one of the carriages and invited everyone to get in.

"Brother, gentlemen, the knitting machine needs to use water flow as power, so it was built by the river. Please get on board."

Soon, they arrived at a factory surrounded by mountains and water.

Fang Xuanling wiped the sweat off his face, his heart pounding.

Isn’t this the factory where your madam works?

When he first took his wife home, he looked at her from a distance.

Fang Xuanling glanced at Li Yin and saw Li Yin looking at him with a smile.

The lady didn't say anything to him, but just said that there were only women inside and told him not to worry.

This is not what he wants to know!

What he wanted to know was what was done inside and whether it was tiring to work there. Otherwise, he should not go because it looked tiring!

Unexpectedly, the Madam disagreed, and even the Madam's personal maid didn't speak for him. I heard that she is now helping the Madam with the work!

Sure enough, before he opened his mouth to ask, he heard Li Yin say, "What a coincidence, this factory is now managed by Liang Guo's wife Lu Liangxi!"

Several people's eyes turned to Fang Xuanling.

"..." Fang Xuanling, he was wronged!

"I only know that my wife came here to work." Fang Xuanling felt aggrieved.

My wife hasn't been home for three days.

He called her several times, but she said she was busy. "I really didn't know that the factory was managed by my wife now."

"Old Fang, you..." Several people shook their heads and patted Fang Xuanling on the shoulders.

Fang Xuanling: "..."

Li Yin informed Lu Liangxi early in the morning that she would bring a few people to visit.

Lu Liangxi knew that it was the emperor and several prime ministers who came, but to the young ladies working, he was talking about the rich businessman who bought wool.

"Director Lu, if they take a fancy to our wool yarn, then our factory will be able to make money, right?" asked a young lady.

Lu Liangxi smiled and nodded. She touched the young lady's braided pigtail and said, "When I make money, I can buy you a silver hairpin. It will be your dowry then."

"No." The young lady shook her head, her expression serious: "I want to make money for the owner of the manor!"

"Hahaha……"

Lu Liangxi was amused. How could Li Yin need such a little money from her?

Li Yin and her companions drove the carriage directly into the factory and stopped at the office area, which was a simple two-story townhouse.

Lu Liangxi came to greet them with a few people.

Li Yin stepped forward to say hello, and then introduced Li Shimin and others.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the director of the woolen yarn factory, Director Lu Liangxi." Li Yin began to introduce everyone one by one using modern standard introduction gestures.

"This is the factory director's assistant, Lin Juan (Lu Liangxi's personal maid), Assistant Lin. This is the workshop director..."

Li Shimin and his companions looked at the women, who were all wearing the same uniform. Only the wooden plaques on their chests had different names and positions engraved on them. They felt as if their eyes were being blinded.

Li Yin introduced them one by one, and walked to the last girl with pigtails: "This is the advanced model worker in the factory, Comrade He Qizhen He."

He Qizhen straightened her back, her eyes bright.

Several people looked from Lu Liangxi, an old woman in her forties, to He Qizhen, a young lady of fifteen or sixteen, and finally became speechless.

These women always feel a little different from those outside.

After the introduction, Lin Juan and others went to work, and Lu Liangxi took Li Yin and others to visit the workshop.

In the workshop, every woman is working diligently. First, they wash the wool and collect lanolin. Some of the skin care products on the farm are made of lanolin. Some are dyeing, and some are combing wool...

"Combing wool can disperse the wool fibers for the next processing step." Lu Liangxi showed the uncombed and combed wool to a few people. "After combing, it can be divided into coarse yarn or combed slivers, which can be used for woolen spinning and fine spinning respectively. The combed wool can be passed through a toothed machine to align its fibers, and then it can become wool slivers... and finally made into wool yarn."

Li Shimin and others: "..."

Fang Xuanling couldn't help but look at Lu Liangxi frequently. Why did he feel that the lady was so strange?

After introducing the tour of the factory, Lu Liangxi handed out many rolls of wool in various colors to everyone and took out several woolen products.

Sweaters, scarves, gloves, hats... and even a few woolen dolls crocheted by the girls in the factory.

While Li Shimin and his companions were looking at them in wonder, Lu Liangxi secretly called Fang Xuanling to a corner.

"Qiao Lang, I hooked a dog for you."

Fang Xuanling was born in the year of the dog.

Lu Liangxi took out a white puppy about half the size of a palm from his pocket. The dog was sitting with its black ears drooping, its nose wrinkled, and an innocent look on its face.

"Oh! It's so beautiful."

Fang Xuanling liked it very much, so he tied it to his robe and pinched it with his hands from time to time.