Wei Hong reached out and grabbed the two largest iron circles and lifted them up: "Wan Niang, take me these things to the yard."

Although she didn't understand why her husband was not in a hurry to make clothes, but was fiddling with these iron circles, Wanniang still heard her husband's words and responded, and moved all these things to the yard with Wei Hong.

When he was young, after moving everything to the yard, Wei Hong took out a pack of long and short things from his arms, similar to iron nails, and began to knock on the pile of things. Although all this was so inexplicable, Wan Niang did not disturb Wei Hong. She didn't know how to help, but she just kept wiping the sweat overflowing from her husband's forehead and then waited quietly.

After about an hour, the pile of iron rings of large and small sizes were assembled into a whole piece, and all were nailed to a wooden board, Wei Hong took the needle and thread and fabric, and began to witness the miracle with a dense clanging sound.

Wan Niang, who was standing beside her, her eyes widened with surprise, and her little white and sickly little hands covered her cherry mouth, for fear of exclaiming. In a moment, Wei Hong sewed something that she didn't know. Wei Hong didn't know how to make clothes, so she naturally couldn't sew anything decent. However, Wan Niang, who is familiar with the process of making clothes, was very clear. There were many steps to make ready-made clothes, and they could cut and cut things like cutting. The real trouble was to sew. And the husband made this thing so fast. If he was skillful, it would be no problem to make twenty pieces a day.

Just when Wan Niang was shocked by the magic in front of her, Wei Hong frowned slightly and shook her head: "It's okay to operate, but the proportion of accessories is not ideal, and the noise is relatively high! Just use it first, and then improve it when you have time in the future."

Wan Niang obviously didn't care much about the issue of noise. However, these iron circles and iron blocks actually have such magical effects. How can it not be shocked? Not to mention Wan Niang, I am afraid that anyone who looks at the Tang Dynasty will be amazed!

Wan Niang stared at the sewing machine with her eyes fixed on her face and turned around twice: "Husband, what is this? It's so magical!"

"This is called a sewing machine. It is specially used for sewing!"

Wanniang nodded in confusion and did not ask any more questions, but one thing is certain. With a sewing machine, it should not be too difficult to complete thirty ready-made garments within three days. Wanniang, the apprentice, soon surpassed the blue under Wei Hong's teachings. Although the speed was a little full, at the end of one day, Wanniang actually made twelve ready-made garments. Because the density of the needles was even, the sewing quality of the sewing machine easily surpassed purely hand-picked thread knitting.

The next day, Wanniang was more skilled in operating the sewing machine. After one day, she made fifteen ready-made clothes. Wanniang wanted to complete the remaining three pieces in just the time, but Wei Hong stopped her and said that she would ask Wanniang to come tomorrow to find Aunt Zhang and embroider the embroidery girl to come and see Wanniang make the remaining clothes. She also paid the silver money that the few people deserved. Wanniang was not a narrow-minded person. When Wei Hong asked about Wanniang's opinion, Wanniang just replied obediently, obediently, obediently obediently, obediently! A simple sentence made Wei Hong very satisfied.

Seeing that Wanniang was operating the sewing machine and completing the last three clothes, Aunt Zhang and others had no doubt that the remaining thirty pieces of ready-to-wear were indeed made by Wanniang alone, and there was a little envy in her shocked eyes.

Wei Hong nodded to Wanniang, and paid the money for Aunt Zhang and others to make clothes to them at the original price of ten cents.

But Aunt Zhang didn't accept anything: "Young Master Wei, I'm waiting to lose, but we can't lose the skills and lose people. We can't take any money!"

"Aunt Zhang is so serious, you can see that Wan Niang can complete the production of thirty ready-made garments. This sewing machine has made a lot of contributions. The day before yesterday, Wei was just a joke with you. Could it be that you are so stingy?"

Aunt Zhang smiled embarrassedly, and her slightly embarrassed face was as squeamish as a child whose mind was seen through: "Okay, since Mr. Wei said that, I am not polite, either."

"My wife Wan and you are also colleagues, and they should have supported each other." Wei Hong is worthy of being an old fox in the mall. After saying this, it is a point of view. It does not harm human nature, but also can remind you of it.

Other embroidery girls may not understand the meaning of Wei Hong's words, but because Aunt Zhang likes to take advantage of small gains and has a little more flexible mind, she naturally understands Wei Hong's words. Although she is embarrassed, she also takes advantage of the steps given by Wei Hong to go down the wind: "Young Master Wei is saying. I've recorded my old body."

The awkward atmosphere was resolved by Wei Hong's magnanimity, and the embroidered ladies also secretly thought that Mr. Wei was generous. Wanniang's efforts over the years were not in vain, and finally got her husband's health, but she was still on the sewing machine in front of her.

"Aunt Zhang, Wei was idle the day before yesterday and built this sewing machine, but I still don't know much about the needlework. I want to ask Aunt Zhang to show you how effective the needlework of this sewing machine is?" As he said that, Wei Hong placed the fabric that had been prepared on the sewing machine and cleaned up Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang, who was already envious, got Wei Hong's request and couldn't wait to sit in front of the sewing machine. Her hands touched the sewing machine and it was like a yin and yang magnet, and she couldn't separate it. The embroiderers who were watching were very envious...

After a long time, under the guidance of Wanniang, Aunt Zhang operated the sewing machine and made a clanging sound. In a short while, she made the expected pillowcase. It took half an hour to work, but now it takes less than half a cup of tea. Aunt Zhang's expression at this moment was just like when Elder Jinchi saw Tang Monk's colorful cassock in Journey to the West, his eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't put it down: "Your Madam Wei, this sewing machine is so wonderful! Where is it passed down?" Aunt Zhang's question was almost the doubt in the hearts of every embroiderer, including Wanniang.

When asked this seemingly unanswered question, Wei Hong was still calm: "It's thanks to Wanniang. For six years, although Wei was inconvenient, his mind was very clear. He saw Wanniang making clothes every day and night to manage this home. During this period, Wanniang's strength gave Wei a hope of survival. Wanniang was stabbed countless times, leaving behind the bright red blood. Wei was seen in his eyes and hurt in his heart. Although six years were not long, this period
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