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  Dozens of craftsmen rushed to work day and night, and hundreds of pedal textile machines were produced by the assembly line.

  The factory building has also been completed and can be put into use, but some dormitories in the living area are still under construction...

  Spring is beautiful.

   It was rare for Tan Anjun not to go to the military camp today, so he followed Yang Laner to the factory.

   "Oh! It's quite spectacular!"

  Several rows of factory buildings, the first two rows of factory buildings are equipped with one hundred looms each, the middle two rows of factory buildings are dyeing workshops, and the rear rows of factory buildings are equipped with spinning machines.

  Turning around, Tan Anjun turned his head and smiled and asked, "Are you dyeing first and then weaving?"

  According to the order of common sense, the yarn should be spun and then weaved, and finally the cloth should be dyed according to different needs.

  Yang Lan'er nodded: "Dye first and then weave, the coloring is firmer and more uniform. It's just that the yarn is dyed in the water, and the quality of the yarn is higher."

  Twisting yarn is a technical job!

  The loosely twisted cloth is soft, but not worn.

  Woven that is too tightly twisted is stiff and durable, but not suitable for close-fitting clothing.

   "It's good that you have a charter in your heart. My husband doesn't understand these things, so I can't help you, sorry."

   Tan Anjun's heart was sour. He heard that the loom in the factory was remodeled by Qi, but as Yang Lan'er's husband, he didn't do anything to help him. He really felt unbalanced!

  Yang Lan'er met his apologetic eyes, and smiled: "It's okay, you are not omnipotent."

   Tan Anjun: "..."

   "The whole family depends on you to support us and protect us from the wind and rain."

  Yang Lan'er put on a pitiful appearance that the wind and rain are too heavy outside, and the deity's delicate flowers are fragile.

  Tan Anjun glanced away, then looked away, pursed his lips tightly and hummed.

   "Laugh if you want!"

   "I didn't mean to laugh."

   "..."

   "I heard that you are planning to weave cloth with wool?" Tan Anjun changed the subject, thanks to his patience, he almost failed.

  Speaking of this, Yang Lan'er's eyes sparkled, "Yes, in fact, wool and cashmere can be spun and woven, and the woven cloth is very warm to wear."

   "Oh, you don't even weave cotton or linen?"

   Tan Anjun will ask this question, mainly because he thinks it is unnecessary to weave woolen cloth.

  Yang Lan'er nodded: "I can weave if there are raw materials, but mainly weaving wool and cashmere."

   Speaking of this, Yang Lan'er glanced at the handsome man beside him, **** all-round without dead ends, no matter how charming he looked.

  Yang Laner quickly glanced again and again, resisting the urge to drag him back to the room, looking at the rows of factory buildings to divert attention: "Do you think it's a bit unnecessary for us to weave with wool?"

   After all, a woolen jacket is warmer.

   Tan Anjun didn't know what Yang Lan'er was thinking, he was being looked at by her eyes one after another, his heart was inexplicably straight, and he nodded in a daze when he heard her question.

  “Wool can be woven into cloth that can be dyed and cut into any style you want, but sheepskin can’t do this.”

   Having said that, Yang Laner thought of her personal guards, the first batch of cloth came out and they were the first to tailor their uniforms.

  Picture them in uniform...

  Yang Laner Wan Er smiled: "And each sheepskin represents the end of a sheep's life, but the wool can be regenerated."

   "Regeneration?"

"Yes, rebirth!" Yang Lan'er stepped forward and took Tan Anjun's hand, with most of her body weight hanging on his arm, "Most of the sheep raised by border herdsmen are of the same breed, which happens to be suitable for shearing. Wool can be regenerated after shearing."

   "Like cutting leeks?" Tan Anjun suddenly said.

   "Ah? Haha..." Yang Lan'er laughed wildly, patted his arm and said, "Yes, your description is too apt!"

  The flower of Gaoling in the past, full of fireworks, really surprised!

  (end of this chapter)