Traveling through the world of beasts: Lingquan space has some fields

With the intention of leaving the Huaxia tribe, Qiao Xin decided to do her best to arm the Huaxia tribe to the teeth. Now that she had the Black Stone City, it was time to build a real fortress that was easy to defend and difficult to attack.

The most powerful weapons in the cold weapon era were bows and crossbows and slingshots.

There are also chevaux de frise and various traps.

Qiao Xin studied various cold weapons, looked up and asked Lang Rui: "Have you ever seen mutant plants that grow into various thorns? It would be best if they were the kind that eat people, suck blood, and pierce people with flying needles."

Lang Rui: "...Do the mutant plants on your Blue Planet have intelligence? Can they distinguish between friends and enemies?"

Qiao Xin paused for a moment and then chuckled, "No, that's not the case. It's all a group attack, no distinction between friend and foe."

Lang Rui laughed along, "The Orcs in the continent also don't distinguish between friend and foe."

It’s a pity for Qiao Xin.

Lang Rui: "But there is a kind of thorn tree, which has four-cornered barbs all over its body. It won't prick people with its needles. Planting it at the foot of the city wall can play a defensive role. Many cannibal tribes use it to raise slaves."

Qiao Xin: “…” You don’t actually need to add the sentence after that.

Qiao Xin had already drawn several blueprints in his hand, "Where can I get this thorn tree?"

Lang Rui was looking at the blueprints drawn by Qiao Xin. The sharp points were frightening. The wars between cities on Blue Star were even more brutal than those on the Orc Continent. "There are several thorns growing two sunsets southeast of our tribe. I'll get them for you."

To be honest, Qiao Xin is not as familiar with the territory near the tribe as Lang Rui.

"Then be careful."

Lang Rui is a man of action. He does what he says and he led the team there the next day. Qiao Xin has been staying at home drawing blueprints these days and she plans to visit Ma Tian today. The next day after she came back, she replicated the loom and spinning machine for Ma Tian.

I happened to go and take a look today, and showed him my drawings to see if he could make it.

Halfway through the journey, they met Wolf Yu and Snake Zhan, who had colorful fur on their heads. The two of them were excitedly bringing a group of cubs and preparing to go to the river to catch fish again.

There has been a fishy smell in the tribe lately, and this group of cubs is responsible for the most.

When Lang Yu walked by, he called out "Sister" eagerly, and the cubs around him shouted "Master Qiao Xin" one after another. Before Qiao Xin could respond, they ran away.

Qiao Xin was left staring at the back of their heads and sighing, what a happy and carefree childhood it was.

Very envious.

Lu Yao stood a few steps away, watching the cubs leave with a smile on his face. It seemed like just yesterday that he had been exterminated by the Rock Dog Tribe and signed a vassal contract with Qiao Xin. "This is the meaning of our efforts to build a better tribe."

Qiao Xin's heart moved. Yes, this was the meaning of their efforts.

Lu Yao shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and left with a smug look on his face. He had taken one step after another, first becoming a vassal and then joining the Huaxia tribe. He was very glad for the decision he had made.

The Green Deer Tribe has the good life it has today.

Qiao Xin came to the tribe and set up a workshop specifically for making various wooden products. Every day, many tribesmen come here to work, mainly making various tables, chairs and benches.

Qiao Xin found Ma Tian in a corner, who was carefully replicating a loom. Next to him was a finished loom. When he saw Qiao Xin, he smiled honestly, "Master Qiao Xin."

Qiao Xin found a wooden bench and sat in front of the loom. She took out the wool thread that she had spun before and wound it around the loom to form the warp. There were six wings at both ends of the loom to control the rotation of the loom and lead the thread downward to fix the wool thread on two silks. The silk was the same width as the loom head. Two pedals were connected to the bottom of the silk through a lead rope. By stepping on the pedals in turn, the silk was divided into high and low layers, and the wool thread that evenly passed through the fine mesh of the silk was divided into two layers.

Qiao Xin strung the thread on the weaving shuttle and flicked it gently. The shuttle passed through two layers of warp threads, and the warp and weft threads were intertwined. Then, through the pressure of the loom, the cloth was made.

It seems simple, but in fact, weaving alone requires more than a dozen steps, including making the silk, threading the shuttle, hanging the loom, tying the cloth, weaving, and finishing the loom.

Qiao Xin failed several times just in making silk. The wool thread would break if she pulled too much force. After trying several times, she finally sat down in front of the loom, stepped on the pedals up and down with her feet, and operated the loom and shuttle in a frantic manner. Gradually, she became proficient, as if she was born to do this job.

I saw his hands flying back and forth, and his skillful movements were as beautiful as playing the piano.

The people around held their breath and watched Qiao Xin perform magic. Unknowingly, under Qiao Xin's operation, a row of five millimeter cloth appeared on the loom.

The surrounding orcs felt incredible, their eyes were very busy, looking at the threads on the silk, then at the shuttle in Qiao Xin's hand, and then at the loom.

It’s amazing. Just by stepping on it and wearing it, the magical “cloth” can be made.

Everyone knows that the mermaids still living in the tribe can use the power of their blood to weave exquisite and colorful mermaid silk, and even mermaid gauze that is as light as a cicada's wing and transparent, but they have never thought that they can actually weave cloth through the use of tools.

The output of shark silk is low, but the cloth woven with the tools can be made by anyone as long as they have patience and time.

Does that mean that everyone can wear the cloth robes that only the messengers of God can wear?

Everyone's eyes were burning and their breathing became heavy.

Qiao Xin got used to weaving and felt it was in place. She also verified that there was no problem with the loom that Ma Tian had copied. She looked up and met everyone's enthusiastic gazes, "If everyone wants to weave, they can ask Ma Tian to make a custom loom."

As for auxiliary tools, Qiao Xin never treats them as secrets. They are just tools that make human life more convenient. There is nothing to hide.

Even if they had looms, they did not have enough wool thread to weave, let alone enough cotton thread.

After all, most of this year has passed, and the cotton planting season has passed. Cotton can only be planted in large quantities next year.

She intended to use the cotton produced in her space to make cotton-padded jackets and quilts for everyone, and had no intention of using it to weave cloth for everyone.

"Ma Tian, ​​can you help me move the loom to my platform?" Qiao Xin took out her work points card, "I'll give you five work points!"

Qiao Xin wanted to try out work points as a transaction currency first, and then find a suitable currency to replace it.

Ma Tian’s tanned face flushed red, “No, not so much.”

Only one point for a meal, that's too much.

It only took him two days to make this loom, but it wasn't as long as the furniture. "Just give me two work points."

Qiao Xin insisted on five work points and took him to Lu Yao to change the work points.

Such a big guy appeared at the door of Qiao Xin's house. Many people saw it and gathered around.

Qiao Xin sat on it, weaved a short piece, and repeated her words that she could go to Ma Tian to order a custom loom.

Among the onlookers was Qin Fan. He looked at the loom with a complicated expression and returned to the cave with a worried heart.