Chapter 419
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 419
2021-01-03
Chapter 419 Xiaofang MasterThe raw silk in stock is used, but the woven silk looks like rays of light .
Before everyone entered the workshop, it was like seeing a rainbow. The fundamental reason is that the quality of silk is too high, and it can reflect light into colorful brilliance.
Xue Niangzi knew that the raw silk she bought was not of high quality and was slightly yellowish.
The satin woven from such raw silk is white and yellow, and it is impossible to present a colorful appearance.
The only explanation is that the weaving craftsmanship is extremely high, and it has reached the point of changing something rotten into something magical.
What is the most precious thing in Wayan County today? Talent!
Brilliant weavers are the talents that various workshops compete for, and even cannot ask for.
Going a step further, under the current situation, the master weaver who dares to come out and do things without fear of dying is a valuable treasure.
Before Mrs. Xue had time to ask questions, she was pushed aside by other enthusiastic owners.
"What's the name of this Master?"
"Uh, Xiao Fang!"
Fang Dou was overwhelmed by the flattery as soon as he said one sentence.
"Master Xiaofang, you are a master weaver!"
"No one can compare to you as a master I've seen!"
More naive, directly open a bid to solicit, "Master Xiaofang, I would like to hire you to work in my workshop for 5,000 taels per year. You can usually give instructions, no need to do anything!"
"Fuck you, 5,000 taels, I don't take Master as a human, I double it!"
"I triple it!"
"I double... ”
A group of people quarreled with red white faces, and even raised their cuffs, wishing they could punch each other.
"Quiet!"
Mrs. Xue's daughter stood up and shouted, "This is my workshop, you all go out!"
She followed her mother to manage the family business and developed a pungent temperament.
"Hey, hey, Master Xiao Fang, think about it, I'll visit you another day!"
After a while, everyone was gone, leaving only the mother and daughter.
Ms. Xue had already rolled up the silk, holding it like a treasure in her hands, and walked to Fang Dou.
"Xiao Fang, these silks are really from your hands!"
Fang Dou scratched his head, "I haven't done it for a long time, it's a little rusty, so don't waste raw silk!"
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It was too late to rejoice, so how could she blame Fang Dou, "You have such great ability, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
I knew that Fang Dou was a treasure, Mrs. Xue Also used to pawn furniture, hire people from other places.
This time she and her daughter came back, and there was no way to ask for help, so she planned to stake all on one throw and sell some furniture to tide over the difficulties.
There is no way out, didn't expect, Fang Dou happened.
"Master, is this silk still eye-catching?"
Fang Dou's brocade technique is derived from 'No Wind' and 'Wedding Dress Sword Art'. It's a small test.
"It's just high grade!"
Xue Niangzi was overjoyed and asked Fang Dou, "You can still knit such a satin!"
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"It's absolutely possible!"
Fang Dou is decisive. In his opinion, brocade is also a cultivation, and he is about to travel through the trajectory of silk threads. Art' Mystery.
Not to mention brocade, including embroiderers and tailors, Fang Dou took the opportunity to learn.
To you, it's just business, to me, it's culture!
"Master, Curry's raw silk, how many are there, all are covered by me!"
The little lady of Xue Family was overjoyed, "very good, now let's My workshop is going to make a fortune!"
"Don't be ostentatious, other workshops will not open, but our family has a small master, if you want to attract some people's red eyes, Be careful to cause trouble!"
Now that all industries are closed, only the Xue Family workshop can open, which is enough to arouse everyone's jealousy.
Fang Dou suddenly suggested, "My boss, I am young and capable. The raw silk in the warehouse can be woven very quickly, and I am also idle. I can take over some of the business from other workshops!"
When Mrs. Xue heard it, she suddenly realized, "It makes sense!"
It is easy to cause public anger to make a fortune alone, but if you make a fortune with everyone, you can make friends.
Fang Dou's suggestion is to process for other workshops and charge processing fees, so that you can earn money and share some of the pressure.
"Okay, Xiao Fang, you're really smart!"
Fang Dou wouldn't admit it, this was an opportunity for him to want to join forces.
Next, the silent workshop began to come back to life.
A load of raw silk is transported to the workshop and woven into gorgeous silk by Fang Dou's hands.
"My tailor Sword Art has already seen its prototype!"
One day, Fang Dou woke up in the loom room with a sudden insight.
These days, he has devoted himself to weaving brocade, and has seen no less than hundreds of millions of raw silks. In the process of weaving silk and satin, the trajectory of change is more than hundreds of millions.
These tracks are accumulated and turned into nutrients for the Flying Sword skill.
Working day by day is also a culture, and Fang Dou has accumulated more and more deeply.
"Master Xiaofang!"
"It's finished weaving, take the silk away!"
The guys from other workshops came forward cautiously, Carrying silk rolls.
Fang Dou relaxed, fetched needles and thread, and began to practice embroidery.
The workshop beside the canal, under the impetus of Fang Dou, gradually came back to life.
Fang Dou has an improved loom, coupled with Sword Art brocade, one person can match hundreds of Masters, and the speed of producing top-quality silk is extremely fast.
The industry that was originally withered has ushered in a small spring for a short time.
"It's time for my plan!"
Fang Dou thought quickly while threading the needle.
If someone was around, seeing Fang Dou's needle manipulation, he would never believe his eyes.
In Fang Dou's palm, a slender silver needle, like a flexible elf, flies up and down in a mysterious trajectory, driving the images embroidered by the silk thread, such as antelope hanging with horns, without a trace.
A mosquito, flapping its wings and flying nearby, smashed into pieces with a flash of silver needles.
Fang Dou turned a deaf ear and continued to move the needle.
One needle and one thread, under the movement, is the entire world, countless shuttle trajectories can differentiate thousands of signs, the sword dao realized from this is the 'marriage of flowers' Clothes Flying Sword'.
The 'Caiyun Flying Sword' that can cut off the 'Wedding Clothes Flying Sword', in terms of level, is enough to keep pace with it.
Only the 'seamless perfection' left by Xian'e can combine the two to create a brand new tailor called Flying Sword.
He deliberately made a name for himself in the workshop. He really wanted to debut as a master of embroidery, ahhh, to attract the attention of secret mastermind.
The monsters are going to kidnap people, and Fang Dou is about to take the opportunity to infiltrate them and find out the inside story.
"Well, it's almost time!"
In a corner where no one noticed, two shadows chatted in a low voice.
"Did you find it?"
"Well, I released a louse, attached it to the man, entered the workshop, and saw the Master!"
"Yes, we can weave colorful Top Grade silk from ordinary raw silk. Such talents are exactly what the king needs!"
"Since we have determined our goal, let's start as soon as possible and capture him. Go back to Monster Realm!"
"Remember, please, not catch, do it lightly, don't accidentally kill it. A living Master is of great use, and death is a meal, so it's useless! ”
“Understood, it must be a proper dong dong!”
(end of this chapter)