The reason why Ang Lee was confident that he could equip all the soldiers with enough masks in a very short period of time was that all the soldiers under his command had the ability to sew. The official in charge of this matter only needed to use a few people to cut the cotton cloth and cotton rope. The rest of the work was left to the soldiers.
Anyway, the logistics had enough needles and thread. It was very easy to distribute a needle and a ball of thread to each soldier. After the masks were completed, the logistics soldiers would take back the needles and threads.
After all, needles and threads were too small. It was too troublesome for each soldier to carry them around. It was better to gather them together. Among every one hundred soldiers, there was a soldier in charge of logistics who was responsible for keeping these needles and threads to prevent them from being lost.
Perhaps they were tortured by the wind and sand in the desert. Therefore, when Ang Lee proposed to let them sew the masks, all the soldiers did not have the slightest objection. They were very supportive of Ang Lee's request and thought that Ang Lee's request was particularly reasonable.
After all, only when the masks were sewn could they be less devastated by the wind and sand. They would not have a mouthful of sand every time they rested, which was really uncomfortable.
The level of the female workers of the soldiers was really difficult to compliment. After all, they were all people who held swords. They relied on their martial arts to make a living. They were not women who specialized in this. It was inevitable that their workmanship was not good. As long as they could be used normally, it did not matter if they were bad or ugly.
The sewing efficiency of the soldiers was also very impressive. They took so long to sew a broken mask. Moreover, it was sewn into rags. It was simply too horrible to look at. Fortunately, they were not in this profession. If they were, they would be completely finished. They would probably starve to death or be scolded to death.
In order to conserve the physical strength of the soldiers, the army would stop every few hours to rest. Other than the need for a night to set up camp, the usual rest would only take an hour. However, this time, because of the masks, the delay would definitely be longer. The army would need to rest for two hours. For the sake of the health of the soldiers, Li An felt that it was very worth it.
While the soldiers were sewing the masks, Ang Lee was not idle. He personally took two half-finished masks, one for himself and one for Li Xiaolu.
"Assistant Minister Li, what are you doing?"
Li Xiaolu did not know how to sew. She was a little confused when she saw the needle and thread. She did not understand what Ang Lee's intention was.
Ang Lee smiled faintly and said, "What else can I do? Of course, I'm sewing masks. Why? You don't know how to sew masks?"
After saying that, he smiled at Li Xiaolu.
Although Ang Lee already knew that it was impossible for a dancer like Li Xiaolu to learn how to sew, and there was no need for her to do so, Ang Lee still wanted to be surprised to show that he was completely unaware.
Li Xiaolu frowned and shook her head innocently. She said, "Assistant Minister Li, this is the work of ordinary servants. Assistant Minister Li, why are you doing this personally? Isn't this very degrading to your status?"
"How can that be? Let me tell you now, labor is the most glorious. No matter how high a person's status is, those who work hard to participate in labor are the most worthy of respect. Labor can make people smarter. Labor can change a person a lot. In short, labor is very worthy of respect. Those who do not love labor are not qualified to be good people! "
Li An said. He told Li Xiaolu the words of a great man in the future. Li Xiaolu was stupefied and looked like a fool.
Of course, the classification of labor was very broad. Physical labor was not the only real labor. Mental labor was also labor. Doing things was labor, and doing things without doing things was also labor.
Moreover, some labor looked very hard at first glance, while other labor gave people a feeling of leisure and comfort.
In fact, this was very inaccurate. Looking at a person moving bricks on a construction site, you would feel that he was working very hard. Everyone agreed that moving bricks was hard, but some people sat in air-conditioned rooms all day long to work. Some people would feel that this kind of work was very comfortable and comfortable. In fact, this kind of work was sometimes very hard. It was just that ordinary people were not in that position and could not feel it.
There were a lot of hard work that people could see at a glance, but there were some very hard work that most people couldn't see. For example, many people sitting in the office were tired to death every day, but in the eyes of others, this might be a very comfortable and pleasant job.
In fact, all the jobs in the world were not very easy at all. Every job had its own indescribable hardships. Perhaps in the eyes of others, it was very easy, but in the eyes of the people who really did this job, it was a very hard thing.
For example, some people sat at home every day, enjoying the air-conditioning and drinking cold drinks. They could earn millions a year just by writing something casually. It was very enviable, but this kind of life was actually very hard.
Everyone understood that work was tiring, but it was also very tiring to dig the brain! Especially when one had writing block, not only was the writing a mess, but it was also very tiring.
In short, any kind of labor was very hard and worthy of everyone's respect. For example, Li Xiaolu was a dancer. Dancing was also very tiring, but it looked easy.
Many jobs that needed to please people also needed to spend a lot of effort to curry favor with people, which was also very tiring. Of course, what was more unfortunate was that some jobs were not only physically tiring, but also mentally tiring, which was more depressing.
"I've never heard that labor is the most glorious. Are all the people in the Tang dynasty like this?"
Li Xiaolu asked curiously.
Ang Lee smiled faintly and did not answer Li Xiaolu's question. This was not recognized by the people of the Tang dynasty, but by a great figure in the later generations. Those things would not be explained to Li Xiaolu too clearly, and it was impossible to explain it clearly.
Since Ang Lee was unwilling to answer, Li Xiaolu naturally would not ask too much. After all, Ang Lee was the master, and she was just a plaything that Osman seized and gave to Ang Lee. She did not dare to disobey Ang Lee at all.
"Assistant Minister Li, I don't know how to sew. You have to teach me."
Li Xiaolu said coquettishly.
Ang Lee nodded and said, "Of course. Sewing is very simple, and there is no difficulty. Xiaolu is so smart. You must be able to learn it quickly."
"Is that so? Then thank you, Assistant Minister Li. I will learn well and live up to Assistant Minister Li's love. "
Li Xiaolu said with a smile. She imitated Ang Lee, gently picked up the thin needle and the ball of thread, and began to try to thread.
Although the small hole of the thin needle in this era was relatively large, much larger than that of the later generations, it was still difficult for Li Xiaolu, who had not mastered the knack. She was completely looking at Ang Lee's appearance when she threaded the needle, but it was difficult for a thin thread to pass through the small hole. She tried many times but failed. However, Ang Lee had already threaded the small hole very easily.
"Hey, why can't I thread it? This needle's hole must be too small. It's not easy to thread it!"
Li Xiaolu saw that Ang Lee easily threaded a thin thread and said with a smile.
Ang Lee frowned and said, "All the needles and threads are the same. There is no difference in the size of the small hole. They are all the same size. Haha! It's just that you don't know how to thread it. How about this? Wet the thread first, then twist it hard to flatten the burrs at the end of the thread. This way, it'll be easier to thread the thread. Why don't you give it a try and see how it works? "
After that, he let Li Xiaolu try it personally to let her see the effect of this method.
Li Xiaolu followed Ang Lee's request. She gently put the thread in her mouth, soaked the thread, and then twisted the thread with her hand. Suddenly, the burrs of the thread were straightened out. Li Xiaolu did not spend much effort and easily threaded the thread through the needle hole.
"Haha! I've crossed it. It turns out to be so simple! It's too simple. "
After threading the needle, Li Xiaolu shouted excitedly.
"What are you happy about? This is just the first step of needlework. There are many steps below that need to be completed step by step. You will suffer."
Seeing Li Xiaolu shouting happily, Ang Lee immediately poured a bucket of cold water on her and warned her that needlework was not as easy as she thought.
In fact, whether it was a man or a woman, as long as they had not been trained, it was unlikely that they could learn to be good at needlework in a short time.
In any field, there was no such thing as a genius. Geniuses were just a little more hardworking than others, or they encountered very good opportunities, which created geniuses. There were no geniuses in the world. People who boasted a lot would become geniuses. What dance genius, math genius? Where did so many geniuses come from? If they did not undergo training, could they become geniuses? Obviously, it was impossible. It was just that they had better talent.
Women's sewing skills were generally better than men's. This was because women had been sewing and mending all day long. Practice made perfect. Naturally, they were much better than men who had never done women's work. If men also began to learn needlework and studied seriously, it would not be difficult for them to surpass women.
Many female strongmen were much stronger than most men. It was because they usually trained very hard that they could achieve such results. Ordinary men who didn't train naturally couldn't compare to women who trained every day.
If anyone wanted to succeed and become a genius that everyone envied, they had to work very hard. Any kind of lazy behavior would bring endless suffering to themselves and make it harder and harder for them to succeed.
Originally, she was happy and full of great passion. However, Ang Lee gently poured a bucket of cold water on her. She suddenly looked a little disappointed. Her pink little mouth pouted high, as if someone owed her something.
"What's wrong? Are you still not convinced? Not to mention you who have never practiced sewing skills, even soldiers who have practiced for a long time often have their hands cut by needles. Learn well!"
Ang Lee smiled faintly. He picked up the needle and thread that had been threaded and began to sew the mask. While sewing, he gave a detailed explanation to Li Xiaolu, especially the technical and safety aspects.
The technical explanation was mainly about the technical points of sewing a mask. How to sew a mask without making the mask look too ugly and lose its most basic function.
As for the safety part, it was mainly about the posture of holding the needle and sewing. The sewing posture had to be correct and in place. They couldn't cut their hands just because they were sewing a mask. That would be too much of a loss, and it was also something that Li An didn't support.
However, what Ang Lee was worried about still happened. Li Xiaolu had just sewed a few times when her finger was cut by an iron needle. Blood was gurgling out. Li Xiaolu was a little scared. Although it was only a little blood, she felt that her finger was very painful.
"Look, you just started to learn and cut your finger. How can you be so careless? Let me have a look. "
Ang Lee took Li Xiaolu's hand very concernedly. His face was full of care.
"It's okay. It's just a little painful. It will be fine soon. I used to see others sewing clothes and thought it was very simple. I didn't expect it to be so easy to cut your finger."
Li Xiaolu said.
Ang Lee said faintly, "It's okay. You'll be fine after more practice. Look around. How many soldiers of the Tang dynasty have their fingers cut? I asked them to practice, but no one took it seriously. They just know how to sew clothes. Their skills are the worst."
After that, he looked at the soldiers under his command with a smile.
Although these Tang soldiers had learned the art of sewing at Li An's request and under his example, their proficiency in the art of sewing was extremely poor. They were barely able to complete the task, and it was impossible for them to sew well. After all, this was not their main occupation, and it was enough for them to be slightly passable.
For example, the people of the Hua Xia in the future were driven to remote villages by the enemy, but they survived in the villages. Step by step, they used the idea of surrounding the cities from the villages as the foundation. After a few years, they drove the enemy away.
Due to the lack of a source of weapons, many of the weapons used by this army were very broken and looked like scrap iron. It was hard to imagine that such weapons could fight the enemy, but that was the fact. It was such weapons that looked like scrap iron that finally drove the enemy away.
In other words, these weapons looked like trash and were very ugly, but the key was that they could be used, and that was enough. As long as they could be used to kill their enemies, their goal would naturally be achieved. As for whether the weapons were beautiful or not, under extremely difficult conditions, there was no need to consider so much because there was simply no way to create weapons that were beautiful and practical. They could only create weapons that looked ugly but were useful. This was something that couldn't be helped.
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