Crossing over reveals a waste's difficult journey home

Jiang Tuan thought he could play with the little princesses and see their cute expressions when they saw the refrigerator magnets. Now he was left behind and he was a little confused.

Jiang Qi knew his own limitations and, generally speaking, seldom let him participate in state affairs except for matters concerning the system and energy.

However, there were many people present, so he did not ask any questions as usual, but silently followed the other party into the palace.

After entering, Jiang Qi took out a piece of clothing and showed it to him: "How about this dress?"

When Jiang Tuan got the clothes, he was puzzled at first, but when he felt the softness inside the clothes, he immediately understood what Jiang Qi meant, and then he looked at it more carefully.

The clothes in his hand are very different from Daxia's clothes. They have no sleeves and reach about the waist when worn. If you ask him what this piece of clothing is, he will say it is a vest.

After seeing the appearance, Jiang Tuan looked carefully at the material of the dress. There was a layer of linen on the outside, and the silk inside could be seen from the side where someone had ripped it open.

The silk should contain duck feathers and goose feathers. Don’t ask him how he knows, because he has already seen the feathers popping out.

This down vest... let's call it that for now, in Jiang Tuan's opinion, has many shortcomings.

First of all, the appearance is too small. Can such a small vest really keep out the cold in winter? It is hard to believe.

The second is the fabric. In order to take into account both the cost and the problem of down leaching, this down vest uses one layer of linen and one layer of silk, but the effect is not very good.

Even if it only used one layer of silk, it was not something that ordinary people who didn't even have a decent set of clothes could afford.

If you want to equip all the soldiers in the northern border with this kind of vest, it will be a huge expense. This is simply an unbearable burden for the treasury of the Great Xia, which can run horses fast.

As for the problem of fleece? We can see it with our own eyes. After wearing for a period of time, the fine fleece inside the clothes will flee away, greatly reducing the ability to keep out the cold.

Finally, as for the taste, the people of Daxia probably only thought about the cost and warmth, and didn’t pay much attention to other aspects.

Or maybe they thought about it, but didn't find a better way to solve the problem, resulting in the duck feathers and goose feathers in the clothes having a strange smell that makes people feel uncomfortable.

Jiang Tuan looked at the shortcomings from his own perspective, and then from Daxia's perspective, he understood why the dress was made like this.

Daxia was short of supplies, and making it into a vest could save cloth and duck and goose feathers, so that more people could wear it.

As for the problem of lint running, there is really no way to solve this problem. There are only a few types of fabrics that Daxia can use, and now even precious silk is used. There is no way to do better.

From these two aspects, the shortcomings mentioned before are actually not shortcomings in Daxia. At most, they are the best choice out of helplessness.

However, in Jiang Tuan's opinion, even if he tried every possible means, this kind of down vest was destined to not be produced in large quantities due to the actual situation in Daxia. His plan to make down jackets to keep the people of Daxia warm failed.

"Your Majesty, there aren't many clothes like this made, are there?"

Jiang Qi nodded: "No, we are short of duck feathers, goose feathers, and silk."

After listening to Jiang Qi's answer, Jiang Tuan gave his own analysis and finally said, "Your Majesty, according to Daxia's actual situation, we can't make many clothes of this kind. It seems that we still have to put our hopes on sweaters."

Jiang Qi agreed with Jiang Tuan's statement. He called the ministers today and one of the things to discuss was the exchange of wool.

"Okay, I get it, go and play with Yi'er and the others!"

Normally, if Jiang Qi said this, Jiang Tuan would have left long ago. He was not interested in political affairs, and some of them he did not understand, and some of them he did understand were difficult to solve due to practical constraints.

After listening to it a few times, he didn't want to listen anymore because it was meaningless except making himself anxious and depressed.

He admired those who held high positions and some who had seamlessly integrated into national affairs after traveling through time.

Those people were able to withstand tremendous pressure, lead a country forward, and allow countless people to live a good life. They are amazing!

Jiang Tuan knew his own weight and that kind of pressure was not something an ordinary person like him could bear.

All he could do was to give some help to Daxia and Jiang Qi within his ability with the help of the system.

However, today, he did not leave immediately after Jiang Qi finished speaking, because he saw the fatigue that could not be concealed on the faces of Jiang Qi and the ministers.

He thought about it and felt that he was a little too heartless to leave like this, so he took the initiative to ask: "Your Majesty, you and the adults look very tired, did something happen?"

Knowing Jiang Tuan's abilities and personality, Jiang Qi had very low expectations for him. He just wanted him to collect some energy from the system to help Da Xia become stronger. He rarely told him other things.

If you say too little, the other person won’t understand; if you say too much, the other person will become anxious. So why bother?

Jiang Tuan also knew his own limitations. If he didn't say anything, the other party wouldn't ask more questions. Jiang Qi was a little surprised that he took the initiative to ask this question.

It seems that the other party is living a happy life in Daxia Kingdom. He can feel their love and care, and he knows to ask them actively when he sees their sad faces.

Since the other party asked, he didn't mind talking about it.

Anything that can make Emperor Jiang Qi, Crown Prince Jiang Huai, and the ministers worried is naturally related to national affairs.

It has been more than a month since the beginning of autumn, and it is harvest time in most parts of Daxia. However, just as the harvest season began, locust plagues occurred in some places.

One can imagine the farmers' despair as they saw the crops that were about to be harvested being eaten up by locusts.

Fortunately, the locust plague was not widespread and was not a particularly serious disaster for the entire country, but it sounded a wake-up call for everyone.

Daxia has only been established for less than a year and has already experienced several disasters. No one can guarantee whether any major disaster will occur again at this time.

This is just a small-scale locust plague. What if the next one is a large-scale torrential rain? Will the crops be soaked and rotten in the fields?

To avoid this from happening, the best way is to harvest the crops as soon as possible after they are ripe.

It is easier said than done. Labor is in great need during the busy farming season. At the same time, the Huns in the north of Daxia are eyeing the area and are ready to move south at any time, so conscription is necessary.

Harvesting requires people, fighting requires people, and what the newly established Daxia lacked most was people.

Jiang Qi and his ministers were in a dilemma. If the grain could not be collected, many people would starve to death this winter. But if they collected the grain, would the north just ignore it?

In the past few days, Jiang Qi and his ministers have been coordinating and making arrangements to see how they can do their best to ensure the harvest of grain and send enough soldiers to the northern border.

But no matter how much coordination there is, there are always things that make people helpless, and there are always things that people have to give up, which makes them feel helpless.