The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

Shangwen wanted to find special materials that could go to heaven. Almost the entire camp was almost rummaged. But still nothing. The main reason is that the materials are not very qualified. Not too soft. It's too hard. Or the gap is too big. Unable to envelop the heat. Shang Wen was about to collapse. All the materials have been found. But just the right fabric.

Shang Wen simply returned to his camp. Lying in bed. All the materials he found were still flashing in Shang Wen's mind.

Linen is the best. But the gap is a bit big. Silk is very good. But it's too expensive. It cannot be used in large quantities at all. Is there nothing else? Yep. What else. What else. Shang Wen scratched his head. Looking at the top of the tent.

Hehe. Shang Wen suddenly laughed. I'm such a fool. I forgot. Isn't the tent the best material?

Ever since. In the camp, the scene of demolishing the tent began to appear. Then there is stitching. Suddenly embarrassed. The army is full of great men. Not much can sew clothes at all. Shangwen sews himself. I pierced myself and my hands were full of blood.

At this time, Meng Tian just entered Shangwen's big account. Seeing Shangwen sewing and mending like a young wife. Laughing.

"I said, Shang Wen. When is it like a woman? Sewing and patching." Meng Tian said with a smile.

"Don't be kidding. Can you needlework? No, just stay there." Shang Wen said angrily. Then began to pierce the needle.

"Don't mind. I'm just kidding. I said, what are you doing with this. What are you doing." Meng Tian looked suspicious.

"Nothing. Make a hot air balloon." Shang Wen didn't raise his head and continued sewing.

"What is it?" Meng Tian asked.

"Hot air balloon. It's something that can fly. I said don't bother me. My old man. Just sew and repair. Is it easy for me." Shang Wen dropped the needle and thread in his hand.

"I should be serious about it, I have a way." Meng Tian said with a smile.

"What can I do? Hurry up." Shang Wen stood up eagerly and said.

"Very simple. Find a woman to work." Meng Tian said.

"If I can find it, I don't have to sew it myself." Shang Wen said angrily.

"I have. I" Meng Tian hasn't finished.

"Where? How about the craftsmanship? Show me quickly." Shang Wen said.

"I haven't finished that yet. My people are sweeping the Xiongnu tribes everywhere. I just rescued a group of Central Plains women. These people are all from the Zhao country. I am worried that I can't arrange them. If you want, I will give you all. "Meng Tian said in a magnificent manner.

"Don't say so much, take me to have a look." Shang Wen said as he pulled Meng Tian out of the big tent.

"Well, the technique is not bad. It's still dense." Shang Wen took a piece of sewn fabric and looked at it.

"You people. Do you have such a technique?" Shang Wen asked while watching.

"Back to the general, my lord. The servants and maidservants all have this kind of craftsmanship. But, I just hope that the general, the lord will take us in. "The woman who helped Shangwen sew knelt to the ground. The women behind also knelt to the ground. A cry of crying sounded.

"I said, what are you doing. Get up quickly. Get up." Shang Wen quickly helped the woman who had fallen on her knees.

"I still want to use yours. Not only do I use it, but I will pay you back." Shang Wen hurriedly said modern vocabulary.

"Salary?" The leading woman heard Shang Wen say to take them in. What kind of salary is paid back. Asked for a while without understanding what it meant.

"Just give money. With these money. You can support yourself. Live well." Shang Wen lifted up the woman and said.

Heard such words. Those women stopped crying all at once. Started to laugh out loud. Women really change quickly. All of a sudden it turned cloudy.

"What an adult can say is true," the woman said boldly.

"Yes. I will arrange food and accommodation for you first. Then. The place to live. There are differences between men and women. Just give you a few tents separately." Shang Wen said.

"Master Xie" said that the woman fell to her knees. Then there was a large group of women kneeling on the ground behind "Master Xie".

"I said why I fell on my knees again. Get up quickly. Get up." Shang Wen said, bending over to help them up.

"In the future, there is no need to be so polite." Shang Wen said with some impatience. If this is kneeling like this. I'm so annoying.

"By the way, what is your name." Shang Wen pointed to the leading woman.

"The servant is called Yinger." The woman replied.

"Okay. Just you. These things. I asked you to do it." Shang Wen said.

"Meng Tian. You can arrange it next to Guyang Iron Factory. You must arrange it separately." Shang Wen said to Meng Tian.

"This is easy to say." Meng Tian replied.

"You go and rest with General Meng first. I'll arrange some things later," Shang Wen said.

"You, yes. Yinger. You stay." Shang Wen said.

Yinger wanted to let herself stay. Suddenly felt a little uneasy.

Shang Wen didn't notice it. Instead, he quickly took out his pen and ink. Sketch the draft.

Ying'er looked at Shang Wen with some anxiety. What the **** is this person going to do. Ying'er stood in place with cold hands and feet.

Finish sketching. Shang Wen shouted: "Come here. Take a look. Can you sew something like this?"

"Ah. Hmm." Ying'er listened. Relax all at once. It turned out that I didn't call myself that one.

Yinger agreed a little awkwardly. Step forward quickly. Blushing, he looked at Shang Wen's draft picture.

"Look, can you sew something like this. In some places it is oval. This place needs to be open. The place to be sewn must be sewn with at least three threads. When sewing, it should be tight. Do not breathe. This It's huge. Are you sure?" Shang Wen pointed to the drawing and said.

"Is there a problem?" Shang Wen said while looking at Ying'er who was sluggish.

"No, that's okay." Ying'er, who had recovered, said quickly.

"Okay. You can arrange it yourself. I have marked the dimensions above. You follow the schematic diagram above. Just sew." Shang Wen said.

Get the drawings. Yinger retired and walked for a salute. "The slave and maid retire." Shang Wen looked at this. Some want to say something. However, forget it. I can't change it for a while.

How can there be so much etiquette in the world. My eyebrows are almost burning. Anxiously getting angry. Ugh. Forget it. I'll talk about it later.

A big rock finally fell in Shang Wen's heart.

These women's hands. More accurate than sewing machines. I just don't know how the speed is, now it is on the battlefield, where the Guyang Iron Factory was established. Just where the camp was originally attacked. If this place is beaten down by a bully. Everything was in vain. The last time was a sneak attack. If people come blatantly. I don't know how sure. After all, that is an army of two hundred thousand.