The girl said: "I can, I can help them wash it."

Mingdu stood up and said, "Okay, you can wash yourselves, and I'll change your clothes."

It's definitely too late to do it.

Mingdu scanned their figures and looked at several female students in the class.

I went to their house and exchanged some grain for them, looking at the shabby clothes in my hands with seven or eight patches on them.

Lightness: Spinning machines and looms are on the agenda.

Mingdu came and went quickly. When I returned to the bathroom, several girls were working hard to take a bath. They were a little overwhelmed when they saw Mingdu.

"I'm here to help you. You need to take a clean bath so you won't get sick easily."

Mingdu noticed their withered and yellow hair, "I'll give you a haircut, and it will grow back black and thick."

They had just left home and had been given food in exchange for food. They did not dare to refute. Mingdu said whatever he said.

Mingdu shaved them directly, which just in time removed the lice.

Then give them a bath and change their clothes.

"From now on, you should wash yourselves and don't show your body to others. It's the same for men and women."

Mingdu thought: Maybe we need to add some physiology classes and self-protection classes.

Naturally, the four girls on Mingdu's side are not as fast as the one on Wanghe's side.

By the time a few people came out, they were already sitting in the yard chatting.

"From now on, your surname will all be Ming. As for your first name..." Mingdu handed it over directly to Wang He, because he is a cultural person.

Wang He didn't know that Mingdu wanted to be the hands-off shopkeeper again. She trusted him so much that he had to name them carefully.

Wang Shi was confused: "Why do you have the surname Ming?"

Mingdu said calmly: "Xiashan used a pseudonym, and his surname is Ming. Is there any problem?"

She looked at Wang Shi.

Wang Shi: No, no, my surname is Ming.

After that, several children were taken care of by Wang Shi and Wang He, and they went to school like other children in Zhangjiacun.

I didn’t care much about the brightness, and went to tinker with the spinning machines and looms.

The most common ones that appear in time-travel dramas are the spinning jenny and the steam loom.

The Jenny spinning machine can spin many threads at one time, greatly improving productivity.

You can do it without a loom, as the flying shuttle can increase the weaving speed.

She did not intend to turn Zhangjiacun into a factory, nor did she intend to dump the cloth so that the weaver girls who made a living by weaving would have no income.

There was no need for a loom, just a shuttle. She drew the pattern and gave it to Zhang Facai.

The spinning machine Mingdu has no plans to move the Jenny machine, which is already lagging behind.

Mingdu studied the principles of the spinning machine and began to draw drawings in the room with a homemade graphite pen.

In addition to eating and drawing, Wang Shi attended martial arts classes.

Fortunately, none of them dared to rebel.

If they dare to rebel, the first person to deal with them will be the adults of their family.

I made several drafts of Mingdu, polishing it slowly, and added new ideas to the drawings whenever I came up with them.

Mingdu didn't try to make the most perfect work, she made a spinning machine that was most suitable for this era and could increase production.

Lines after lines, data after data are born in the hands of Mingdu.

No matter night or day, she demonstrated it in her mind, recorded it on paper, and overturned it.

As she worked in the laboratory before, she was rigorous and serious.

No one will think that the firing machine that is included in the history book in the future will be born in such a mountain, and such a small room will be born.

[The host is twelve o'clock, you can't rely on cultivation, rely on the night vision ability and not sleeping.] System 315 reminder.

Mingdu returned to God, looked at the window, oh no moon.

The night is quiet, and the brightness releases the consciousness can clearly hear smooth breathing and a bug.

It's too late, I'm a little hungry.

Mingdu entered the kitchen, took the warm steamed buns from the pot, and returned to his room to slap the steamed buns.

Wang Shi was at night, and when he was half a dream, he saw a figure drifting through, and he drifted into the West Chamber.

⊙ ▽ ⊙ !!!

He was awakened by him. Although he was very sure (in fact), he was not a ghost, but he thought of the ghost for the first time.

His cat walked over there, and he just arrived at the door, only heard, "squeak ...".

Wang Shi raised his head and saw Mingdu's white face. At this time, the shy moon girl showed her face, spilled on the bright face, and the gimmicks at the corner of her mouth.

"Huh ~" I was frightened, and the steamed buns thought they were really ghosts. They came out to eat people in the middle of the night.

Mingdu looked at Wang Shi, "Are you?"

She didn't think much, because she was abolished, and she didn't know how many of them. Those who were brave would try it.

Can Wang Shi say that he suspects that the brightness is a ghost? That must be impossible.

He was holding haha, "Wake up and walk around, walk around, you haven't slept so late?"

He yawned, and the drowsiness that was scared away just now came up again.

"I'm gone, I'm sleeping." Wang Shi slipped.

Blinking in an eye, I went to bed when I closed the door.

I had breakfast the next day and closed my house again.

It was not until three days later, and the Ming Dynasty entered the small bamboo house and came out in the afternoon.

After moving out of her research results these days, half -person tall spinning machine, she did not engrave any formation other than zooming in and reduced.

She narrowed her back to the house and turned out the yarn that had been changed long ago.

Sitting in front of the spinning machine, stepping on the feet, the spinning machine was running, the crunchy shaking sound sounded in the room, and the one hundred lines were spun at the same speed at the same time at a rate of two fingers.

There is another row of Ming Dynasty, and there are a hundred more, which means that this spinning machine can spin two hundred lines at the same time, and the speed is extremely fast.

If this flows out, the weaver girl has no way.

Ming Du gave the spinning line to the most weaving cloth in the village to make clothes.

Mingdou gave her a row of shuttle in her woven machine, and taught her how to use it.

Cai Dogan's daughter -in -law also wondered how this person's cloth was weaving. I didn't expect to try to weave it, and the cloth came out. "This is much faster."

Not only is fast, cloth can also be wider, more importantly, she can do it alone, and can weave more cloth.

She stepped on the weaving machine with excitement, and the shuttle was walking back and forth.

"This thing is so easy to use."

Brightness: "This is called Shunshou."

"I also have a spinning machine."

"What spinning machine, can I see it?" Cai Dou egg daughter -in -law looked at the brightness, and his eyes were full of desire.

Mingdue agreed, not only can she come to see everyone in the village.

As soon as Ming Du came out, Cai Dog's Daughter -in -law went to Zhangcun Chief. As soon as Zhangcun promoted it, everyone in the village came to see the fun.

Seeing this, Mingdu could only move the spinning machine outside, "As you can see, this is a spinning machine. This spinning machine combines mechanics and ergonomics..."

Seeing their dazed expressions, Mingdu stopped the car and said, "This is a spinning machine. Let me demonstrate it to everyone."

Mingdu stepped on the pedal, and the spinning machine began to creak and shake again.

"The thread is out! There are so many threads!" the women in Zhangjiacun exclaimed, not daring to reach out and touch them, just staring at the threads.

After Mingdu stepped on a cup of tea, the thread was already too long. She got up, cut off one of the threads, and handed it to Cai Goudan's wife who was standing nearest.

Cai Goudan's wife had focused on the shuttle before, but now that she had the thread in hand, she realized that this thread was different from the ones spun in the past. This thread was very thin, and a lot of yarn was used, but it was so thin that she used a little force.

Pulled.

If the thread they spun was broken by pulling like this, but this was different, she felt that I could still use my strength.

However, Cai Goudan's wife did not dare to exert too much force, so the person next to her asked her to leave.

Even with so many people, she couldn't occupy it by herself.

Cai Goudan's wife stared at the spinning machine with eager eyes. One of the reasons was that the thread was not easy to break. The thread was more symmetrical and felt better. She actually forgot to touch the cloth she had just woven.

It's okay. It's still at her home. She can touch it later.
To be continued...