Wear to the Ming Dynasty to farm

After leaving Qian's house, the next day Cuihuaniang told everyone about Qian Dayong brushing his teeth at home.The scene of Qian Dayong holding a toothbrush is vividly introduced.When everyone heard this, their heads connected brushing their teeth with making money again.They thought that Qiao Jiwei would come up with a new idea this time.

Mother Qian cut up the radishes while cooking at noon, and found out that there was no salt when she started the fire.Mother Qian led Qiao Jiwei to buy salt from a salt merchant in a neighboring village, and Qian Dayong followed after Qiao Jiwei left the house.

Qiao Jiwei turned his head and looked directly at Qian Dayong, "What are you doing here, go back."

Qian Dayong followed Qiao Jiwei with his legs, and said, "Don't worry about you?"

Qiao Jiwei laughed with a "chi": "I'm not a child, and I still need you to follow every step I take? Can someone snatch me halfway?"

"Just because you were born so well, maybe someone really knocked you out and stuffed you into a sack on the way." Qian Dayong muttered.

While talking, the two walked to the locust tree in the village.At this time, half a dozen people were basking in the sun, talking about brushing their teeth.Seeing Qiao Jiwei approaching, a man stopped him: "Ji Wei, when will you lead the whole village to sell toothpaste again?"

"Ah..." Qiao Jiwei thought for a while. The toothpaste and toothbrush he made were not for commercial use, but for personal hygiene.Hearing people in the village ask this question, Qiao Jiwei thought he might as well make more toothpaste and let the villagers sell it in the village or even the county.

So Qiao Jiwei said: "I'll make more toothpaste in two days. As for the toothbrush, you can make it yourself. Don't make it too soft."

Hearing Qiao Jiwei's notice, all the villagers smiled, thinking that they had made money again.

Qiao Jiwei kept walking while speaking, but Qian Dayong fell behind again. "Yong, let's go."

Seeing Qian Dayong and Qiao Jiwei gradually drifting away, a woman in the village couldn't help saying: "These two people are walking too close together, brothers are not like this."

This spring, all the villagers referred to Qiao Jiwei as Qian Dayong's daughter-in-law, but they just thought it was funny and made fun of the Qian family.After more than half a year, the villagers don't think so anymore. In their eyes, it is impossible for men to get too close, and it is only women who can fascinate men.What's more, the two men slept with their arms around each other.

A man said: "What's the matter? How much money has he earned since he was sold here? Dayong can't wait to get married, and he can't wait for money everywhere. Of course, he has to curry favor with him."

Another woman continued: "Dayong is so handsome. It's a pity that he didn't marry a wife so late. I think it's because of such incomprehensible parents. If he was born into a better family, he might be far away. The girls in the village are all vying to marry him."

"Who says no, but I think this Qiao Jiwei looks better. To tell you the truth, I have lived for decades but I have never seen such a beautiful person, not a single one!"

The topic will end here, after all, I still can't figure out my own trivial matters, so I don't have the heart to meddle in other people's business.

Everyone looked at the two figures in the distance for the last time, and then moved the topic to irrelevant corners.

After lunch, Qiao Jiwei made toothpaste on the side, and Qian Dayong worked on the side, making the toothpaste and selling it to the villagers at a certain price.Since then, the custom of brushing teeth has suddenly risen in the village.Every morning in the yard of every household, people come out of the house, bring hot water, and start their daily life from brushing their teeth.And more toothpaste is being sold.

These days, Mother Qian has been walking around the village in flowered clothes, showing off the new clothes Qian Dayong sold to everyone she meets.The villagers agreed with her and didn't want to shame her.

And Qian Dayong noticed that Qiao Jiwei hadn't worn the red jade pendant since he gave it to him.He has always been dressed in an ordinary attire, and finally one day he couldn't help it and asked: "Xiao Wei, why don't you wear jade on your body, don't you like it?" At this time, Qiao Jiwei was making toothpaste.

Qiao Jiwei shook his head, "I like it very much."

Qian Dayong chased after him and asked, "Is it missing?"

Qiao Jiwei got up and said to Qian Dayong, "Follow me to the bedroom."

Qiao Jiwei wanted to take the box off the bedside cabinet, but he couldn't reach it.Ben was looking for a bench, but Qian Dayong walked up to him: "I'll do it."

Qian Dayong stretched his arm, just able to reach the box.He lifted the box down and put it on the ground.

Qiao Jiwei opened the box in front of Qian Dayong, and the various small objects inside were all Qiao Jiwei's personal belongings.Among them, the red jade pendant wine is placed in the middle.

Qian Dayong bent down to pick up the jade pendant, "It's such a good thing, how beautiful it is to wear. You were born so well, even if others wear this jade pendant, they won't look good."

What is really important in the heart is hidden from others.Qiao Jiwei thought.But he still obeyed Qian Dayong's words and put the jade on his body.It's just that I didn't expect that I wore it for decades and never took it off again.

It was almost the twelfth lunar month at this time, and the cold wind was blowing from the north without interruption.It was so cold that people only shivered.At that time, the technology of building houses was really rough. When it rained, the rain would leak, and it would not be able to keep out the cold when it was cold.At night, Qiao Jiwei and Qian Dayong each put on two layers of quilts, but Qiao Jiwei was still shivering from the cold.

Qian Dayong came out and wanted to warm Qiao Jiwei, but he was afraid that Qiao Jiwei would get angry, so he tentatively asked, "If you feel cold, you can get under my quilt."

Unexpectedly, Qiao Jiwei didn't hesitate this time, Qian Dayong opened the quilt, and Qiao Jiwei got in.The instant warmth made Qiao Jiwei feel comfortable all over, and the quilt was really warmed by Qian Dayong. Qian Dayong tentatively approached him, trying to make Qiao Jiwei warmer.

Qiao Jiwei had been thinking about changing this situation when he was going to sleep. At this time, only people with better conditions could enjoy coal, while the poor could only rely on burning ashes for heating. Winter was very sad.Fortunately, it was the ancient times, and many poor people also wore cotton-padded clothes and covered them with quilts.But even so, the cold winter is sad.It is even more impossible to make heating, which is much higher than the technical level of burning coal.Putting electricity to practical use requires the wisdom of generations of the best minds, and it is far beyond the scope of knowledge mastered by Qiao Jiwei.

In the end, Qiao Jiwei decided to proceed from reality and make cotton pads first.Although this heating method does not require any technical means, it is practical.

Qiao Jiwei thought about it, Qian Dayong was fast asleep at this moment.Qiao Jiwei leaned against Qian Dayong subconsciously, and touched him somewhere on his body. Qian Dayong stretched out an arm in his sleep, wrapped around Qiao Jiwei's waist, and hugged Qiao Jiwei in his arms.The hot air exhaled from the tip of his nose hit Qiao Jiwei's hair.That's why Qiao Jiwei didn't want to build a quilt with Qian Dayong: the sleeping body is too dishonest.Qiao Jiwei didn't bother to wake him up again, so he just fell asleep.

The next morning, Mother Qian moved the bedding to the kang in the pot room. "Move your bedding here too," she said to Jade.

Fei Cui was also suffering from the cold last night, so she temporarily put aside her fight with Qian's mother and moved the quilt to the kang.But in his heart, he worried about the other two people in the family. "But what about the young master and Brother Dayong?"

When Qian's mother heard this, she cheered up and counted down Jade: "You little rascal, don't you think you won't see a man in eight lifetimes, and the grass around the nest misses you, are you ashamed?"

When Jade heard this, she was very angry.If it was the past, she might have fainted from anger, and even hanged herself, but now she is so invulnerable after being stimulated by Qian's mother, her face is no longer as thin as before.She looked for words to fight back: "I think you are so young, like 30 years old, why don't you also find a stepfather for Brother Dayong, it is possible to give birth to a big fat boy in the next year."

"You little rascal, I'll tear your mouth to pieces." Mother Qian rushed towards Fei Cui as she spoke, and Fei Cui ran away in a hurry.

This morning, Mother Qian cooked corn porridge to warm her stomach. After breakfast, Qiao Jiwei started making cotton pads.

When making it, Qiao Jiwei found that as long as the prototype of the previous wheat rubbing machine was enlarged by a model, and then slightly modified, the clothes could be smashed.

Qiao Jiwei spent the whole morning installing appliances for the equipment in the yard. Qian Dayong built a fire in the yard. After a while, Qian Dayong asked Qiao Jiwei to stop what he was doing to enjoy the fire.By noon, Qiao Jiwei finally made the appliance.

Then he collected the clothes Qian Dayong wore when he was a child and Qian's mother's old clothes.Plus some cotton newly harvested this year.Add a small amount of laundry to the blender first, then shake it by hand.The sound of the grinding gears of the mixer drew all the neighbors to it.

Everyone stepped forward to look inside the utensil, only vaguely seeing the things inside tumbling.

Qiao Jiwei was tired from shaking, so he changed to Qian Dayong and continued shaking.Cotton wool kept coming out of the interface inside, and then Qiao Jiwei added old cotton clothes into it.After an hour, countless cotton wool and rags filled the yard.Just like broken.

The next step should be handed over to Qian's mother. Fortunately, this summer, Qian's family bought a large spinning wheel. Layers of cotton wool were rolled on the spinning wheel. After several hours, the cotton pad finally came out.Everyone's eyes widened in shock. It looked like a pile of tatters. The spinning wheel seemed to be endowed with the power to turn decay into magic.

This cotton pad was much thicker than ordinary quilts, and the surface showed a dark gray color, which was probably the color of Qian Dayong's clothes.Wang Wu's daughter-in-law was curious, so she stepped forward to touch it. It was very warm and thick, and it was a little hot when she stretched her hand into it. "This quilt is thick, so I don't have to worry about it in winter."

After Wang Wu's daughter-in-law finished speaking, a few more people stepped forward to touch the cotton pad.After touching it, everyone is full of praise for this cotton pad.

Qiao Jiwei looked at the cotton pad and felt that it was not what he expected.Because it is too soft, it looks more like a quilt, just like Wang Wu's wife said.Compared with ordinary quilts, this cotton pad has a looser arrangement of cotton inside, so it is warmer to cover.But it is too heavy, so it is better to use it as a mattress, so that it can still warm the bed.

He and Qian Dayong carried the cotton pad to the bed. Qian Dayong was more or less unwilling to put the cotton pad on the bed, so he had to sleep under the quilt with Qiao Jiwei again. The sudden change was too annoying.