The entire floor was filled with the aroma of food. The other women were not having a good time eating.
They glanced at the table at the corner of the window from time to time, wondering if they should go home and ask their men to cook for them.
After thinking for a while, they gave up as they would probably be beaten up.
"Li Lang, don't always cook for me in the future. Other people's men don't cook for them." Princess Yongmu did not want to be called a shrew.
"When a man cooks, he can cook by himself. His wife is not around and he has no money, so he can only cook by himself." Li Yi thought of two people.
One was Du Fu. When Du Fu was escaping, he ate acorns and yams. Otherwise, he would be hungry.
It was said that his cause of death was because he ate a full meal and did not survive.
The other was Su Shi. Su Shi also had times when he was poor. When he had the upper hand in the political struggle, he would punish others. When others had the upper hand, he would also be punished severely.
However, he was more tenacious. His political opponents kept moving him to different places so that he could not adapt to the climate and die faster.
In history, Liu Youqiu died like this. One moment, he was arranged to be in this place, and the next moment, he was moved to another place.
He was angry and tired from the journey. He could not adapt to the environment and died.
Su Shi was not like that. Su Shi was awesome. He could even make himself sick and write poems for fun.
When he was a small official in Huangzhou, Hubei Province, he wrote, "Don't listen to the sound of leaves breaking through the forest … A misty rain fills my life … No wind, no rain, no sun." He caught a cold.
He also wrote a poem on the Red Cliff, "The waves of the Great River East flow away …"
After that, he was sent to Hainan Island. During the Song Dynasty, it was definitely not a good place. He also wrote poems there and opened a school.
Dongpo Pork was created by him. He was greedy. There was no beef or mutton to eat, so he could only eat pork.
Li Yi felt that Li Bai could also cook. Li Bai was not only good at writing poems. In the place where he was born, he needed martial arts to ensure his safety.
Li Bai could walk around with a sword. It was normal for him to kill a rabbit.
"What if someone talks about it?" Princess Yongmu did not know Li Bai or Du Fu, let alone the unborn Su Shi.
"Listen to other people's words to change, but live for others? The cement floor does need to be splashed with water. After a few days, it will burn the feet. "
When Li Yi saw that there were still people walking barefoot without even wearing straw sandals, he felt uncomfortable.
"Do you see that person? Ask him why he's not wearing shoes. "
Li Yi believed that everyone should live a better life where he was.
The maid ran out with a whoosh. When she went down the stairs, she held onto the handrail with one hand. She directly jumped and her hand fell on the handrail.
Li Yi: "…"
He was full of memories. Back in school, he used to do this as well. He would fall down diagonally for more than ten meters and land on the ground. It was fine.
He could even put his butt on it and slip down. In any case, he could do whatever he wanted.
The man was quickly caught up and stood there talking to the maid.
The maid ran back while the man waited in place.
"Dongzhu, he said he was alone. I just came to Chang 'an yesterday and couldn't find a job. I ate free black bread in the shed and stayed there for the night. "The maid explained.
"I'll give him a job and ask him if he knows how to weave straw sandals. I won't arrange for him to learn how to weave straw sandals for a day.
Speaking of which, I thought of a set of tools for making straw sandals. It's ordinary and not very beautiful. It can be used for a few days and can be made 50 to 60 pairs a day.
If it's a good one, he can't even make one pair a day. I'll draw a picture and put it on the newspaper. "
When Li Yi heard that the man had just arrived and hadn't found a job, he thought, "Arrange it. You've already sent someone to ask."
Straw sandals were very fast and would be worn out in a few days.
The maid beside him hurriedly looked for the tools. At the same time, the maid beside him continued to write in a small notebook.
She wrote down what Li Yi and Princess Yongmu had said. If she saw someone without shoes today, she would ask for the tools to weave straw sandals.
When the tools were brought over, Li Yi quickly drew on his fingers. He didn't need a scale and only needed to mark the data.
"Take it to the workers' union's place and ask them to make it. It's close. This broken thing isn't worth the workers' effort."
Li Yi made a set of tools for making straw sandals. The structure was simple and didn't need to use hands to thread. There was a small wooden buckle for the thread.
To weave straw into a rope, one usually had to rub it. Li Yi's tools were a few strands of straw. The middle part would be rotated by force and from top to bottom, the rope would be pulled out.
Of course, this kind of rope wasn't strong enough and would definitely break.
The key was that it was fast and skilled. Weaving 100 pairs of straw sandals a day was like playing.
"Husband Li, what are these used for?" Princess Yongmu pointed at the grooved wooden pieces of varying lengths that were connected at the bottom.
"Long legs. Aren't straw sandals suitable for other people's legs? How many times do you need a rope of the same length? The amount should be decreased and increased each time. There's a formula to calculate how many times you shake it.
Originally, one was enough. I was afraid that their brains weren't good enough and couldn't calculate. So I directly made a bunch and shook it.
This is a thread binding device. This is called a rotating rope braiding device, a thread hooking device, and a thread leading device that crosses up and down once.
Actually, time is wasted on organizing the straw sandals. When it comes to weaving, the tools are changed back and forth. "
Li Yi introduced the use of each tool. In order to pursue speed, it was as convenient as possible.
"If it's an assembly line job, everyone will only be responsible for one step. Wouldn't that be faster?" Princess Yongmu instantly thought of the convenience of division of labor.
"Yes!" Li Yi gave Princess Yongmu a look of approval.
Xiao Lan followed up, "Organize everyone and work together."
Li Yi also gave Xiao Lan a look of approval, but said, "What's the point of making so many straw sandals? I drew the blueprints for the tools to give people a way of thinking.
If it can be used to weave straw sandals, it can be used to weave other things. We will soon have a large amount of rabbit meat and rabbit skin.
The soles of the shoes will be made of bamboo, wood, and fine hemp.
If you are rushing to the capital, soft leather shoes will also work. Walking on other roads will hurt your feet.
Felt soles are also good. Rabbit hair can be made into felt. Pig hair … pig hair is better for making brushes. "
"Making straw sandals doesn't make money. What's the point of making them?" Xiao Lan asked with a pout.
"I give him money. After he finishes weaving them, he puts them outside each workshop. Whoever happens to have broken shoes can take a pair.
In many places in the Tang dynasty, the villagers will weave straw sandals and hang them under the eaves or on the fence.
Especially in places with many mountain roads. When walking between villages, they have to prepare shoes. Others can't carry money with them, and it's inconvenient to exchange, so they just take them.
When the villagers go to other villages and their shoes are broken, they also take a pair.
No one will take more than that. It's so tiring to carry them. They can make them themselves when they get home. "
Princess Yongmu and Xiao Lan didn't know that Li Yi was explaining the customs of the Tang dynasty to the people of the Tang dynasty.
There was no industry in the Tang dynasty that specialized in selling straw sandals. If they sold straw sandals to other shoe shops, how would they earn money? Two pairs for one coin?
If they sold straw mats, hemp shoes, or leather shoes, a pair of straw sandals would be fine.
Unless the grass used was different, and it was woven tightly and sturdily. If they wanted to sell it as art, dream on!
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