The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

Charles first dealt with the golden grass briefly, aligned the front ends of 20 golden grasses, made ropes from the golden grass, and tied them into small bundles, four or five bundles in a row.

Next, take a small bundle of golden grass, place it in the middle of another bundle of golden grass, and tie it tightly with cloth.

The above steps were repeated again, and two bundles of golden grass were tied between the two bundles of golden grass.

A total of four bundles of golden grass were tied together, and Charles tied the head and middle ends of the four bundles of golden grass with cloth, so that a strong broom was formed.

In total, it took one-third of the burning time of the candle, eighty pieces of golden grass, and five strips of black cloth.

Charles handed the finished broom to William, "My lord, this is the broom you want."

William took the broom and swept the ground himself. After feeling its strength, he gave it to Charles again, "It feels a little softer."

"My lord, it's simple. As long as you increase the number of golden grass, the hardness of the broom will increase." Charles replied.

He made more bundles of golden grass, which he tied tightly together to make a bloated broom.

William tried this "fat" broom and felt that the strength was about the same, so he nodded, although it was a bit ugly.

"Charles, make a new broom just like this broom."

"Okay, Lord Baron, how many brooms do you want?" Charles said indifferently.

William made an estimate, calculated according to one broom per household, and then counted the consumption, "Charles, let's make two hundred brooms first."

"Two hundred?" William's words startled his followers again.

"My lord, do you want to sell the broom to those villagers?" Charles couldn't help asking.

"Yes, my clever Charles!" William gave an appreciative look.

"But, Lord Baron, those villagers will not spend a copper coin on a pool to buy a useless broom! This is not the city of Sale!" Old John said directly.

"They'll buy it, old John, trust me!" William assured them with an oath.

"Well, I hope so!" What else could Old John say?

"The baron, I'll start making brooms right now!" Charles didn't want to waste any time, rolled up his sleeves and got ready to start!

"Wait, Charles!" William stopped Charles from acting resolutely.

Charles looked at William in bewilderment.

"One person's speed is too slow, Charles! Tell me, how long will you make two hundred brooms by yourself?" William said.

"If I don't sleep tonight, I can probably finish it tonight. Well, it may take a little longer, um, it won't be later than tomorrow at the latest." Charles frowned and muttered.

"Still too slow, Charles! I need to go faster. I need to see two hundred brooms by tonight!" William shook his head.

A look of embarrassment appeared on Charles' face, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "My lord baron, I will do my best!"

"I don't want you to do your best, I want to do it!" William still shook his head.

Charles' face was full of bitterness, he thought for a while, and said helplessly, "My lord, I can't do it alone!"

"Yes, Charles, you can't do it alone!" William nodded in agreement with him, "Have you ever thought that what one person can't do can be solved by a group of people?"

"Master Baron, what do you mean, let John and the others come and help me make brooms?" As soon as Charles said that, Old John and the others didn't look very good-looking. Why did they turn into a broom maker?

"They have more important things, Charles, I can't do what you ask.

"William refused with a smile, just kidding, there are only so many people under William's hands, let them all make brooms, so what's the matter, doesn't William have to do it himself?

Charles had a look of disappointment on his face.

"Okay, Charles!" William patted Charles on the shoulder and said, "Are there any people in the village who can make brooms?"

"My lord, what do you mean?"

"I will let Old John and the others recruit villagers in the village, and you will be responsible for training them. Isn't this much faster? I will pay the villagers three Poole coins as a salary every day, and every twenty Broom, you get a copper pool. That's an added bonus," said William.

"Then I'm fine, Lord Baron!" Charles said.

"Charles, I still have something to ask you to make." William said.

"My lord, you said that there is nothing that Charles can't do." Charles is very proud now.

"Don't talk too much, I want you to weave dustpans and baskets!" William said everything he wanted to make.

With a broom, how can there be no trash shovel and trash can?

"Dustpan? Basket?" Charles froze for a moment. He understood the basket, but he couldn't understand what a dustpan was. "My lord, what is a dustpan?"

"Um..." The dustpan is a kind of container with three sides, one side is open, and there is a handle in the country where William lived in his previous life. It can be used to transport sand, fertilizer, and fecal stones.

But this world has not yet appeared, and William also uses the transliteration method, so he can’t explain why, so he just sat down, pulled the golden straw, and began to weave it for Charles to see.

The place where William lived in his previous life was the famous bamboo products town nearby. Children there have to help their parents and elders weave various bamboo products since childhood, such as baskets, baskets, straw hats and the like.

Growing up in this environment, William learned to weave bamboo products with his own hands.

In the previous life, weaving these utensils were either wicker or bamboo.

None of these Williams.

However, William discovered that the golden silk grass detected by the magic mirror has good toughness and can also be used to weave dustpans.

To weave a dustpan, start from the bottom, use the branches to form the character "rice", and then twist the holes.

After the big hole is twisted, it is necessary to circle the bottom, that is, to bend the eight heads of the character "米" to the left and right, forming an angle of 45°, to form 16 groups. 3 circles to 5 circles to fix the grouped strips.

After the bottom of the circle, we need to weave the door. One side of the door is to be reserved, and any group divided vertically by the "米字" is selected as the center of the door.

For the group in the center, 4 slivers are inserted continuously to become 6 slivers, and 1 sliver is inserted for each of the remaining 15 groups to become 3 slivers.

A group of 6 slivers in the center of the door is further divided into two groups, 3 on the top and 3 on the bottom, bent to the left and right respectively, and compiled into the slivers of other groups according to the principle of picking one pressing one and pressing one picking one.

The two groups on the left and right of the central group are also compiled into other groups of strips.

Then start to make up gangs, and after we make up gangs, you have to throw beams.

The third group from the left and the third group from the right on both sides of the center group of the door need to throw out the beam. The eighth group from the left and the eighth group from the right throw out the beam. The 3 groups of throwing beams continued to insert slivers on the side, and the roots of all the continuation slivers were inserted into the side.

The last thing is to twist the edge and wrap the beam.

After wrapping the beam, a dustpan is formed.

William was very good at weaving these things in his previous life. In this life, because he broke through to the knight level, his physical fitness is higher, and his weaving speed is faster.

Before a single candle had burned out, William had woven a dustpan, tried it out, and found it to be of good quality.

"Charles, do you see clearly? Can you make it up?" William asked the carpenter Charles.

Charles froze for a moment, frowned, thought for a while, and said uncertainly, "Lord Baron, I'm not sure, but I can try."

"Okay, try it!"

What is done on paper is superficial in the end, and I know that this matter must be done!

William also felt that it would be better to try it out.

As for the golden silk grass, there is no shortage at all.

The entire Nisai village is only so big, and the news that the Mark family really exchanged the golden silk grass for three Poole coins spread throughout the village.

The villagers in the village went crazy, and the whole family joined the battle, pulling golden grass everywhere.

Several villagers even got into fights over pulling weeds, and continued to pull golden silk grass after the fight.

From time to time, some villagers came to the outside of the earthen hut and exchanged golden silk grass for copper coins of Poole.

Old John and Little John were busy outside, and even the blacksmith Eddie was called out to maintain order.

A steady stream of golden grass was sent into the house, and a steady stream of Puer copper coins were also taken into the hands of the villagers of Nisai Village. Then, the villagers who were corrupted by the money desperately went to find the golden grass, and then another More golden grasses were shipped to the earth house and waited for old John to count...

Repeatedly, continuously, became a cycle!

In the room, William looked at Charles, the carpenter who was scratching his head and blinded by the half-finished product in his hand. He sighed inwardly, feeling that he had acted too hastily, and said, "Charles, I'll make it up again for you to read, while you read my Move, follow along!"

"Okay, Lord Baron." Charles' face flushed, not from tiredness, but from anxiety.

The older people are, the more worried they are that they have no value for use, because having value for use means that they are still useful and can continue to survive.

And this is what Charles is worried about now, so he is anxious when he can't learn how to weave a dustpan!

William made another dustpan from scratch to show Charles. This time, he slowed down and pointed Charles at any time.

After all, Charles is an old carpenter. With William's meticulous guidance, although he was still stumbling, he finally made a dustpan by himself.

Although the quality is average, it is a great encouragement to Charles.

With the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time.

Needless to say, Charles himself started to weave the dustpan with great interest.

Until the sun rose in mid-air at noon, Charles made a total of three dustpans and mastered the craft thoroughly.

"Well done, Charles!" William praised generously.

"All this is due to you, Lord Baron!" Charles hurriedly said modestly.

At this time, Old John and the others also temporarily ended the purchase of golden grass, and each of them walked in with a large pile of golden grass in their hands and piled them in the corner.

The golden silk grass has occupied half of the house.

"My Lord Baron, I have suspended the purchase! Up to now, we have paid a total of 387 Poole coins. Do you think these golden grasses are enough?" Old John saw the dustpan made by Charles, and his face A look of curiosity flashed across his face, and he asked William for instructions.

"It's not enough, old John, I need more ingredients!" William said without thinking.

"But... well, Lord Baron, I'll inform the villagers right now." After seeing Charles' handicrafts, Old John was not so persistent.

"Don't be in such a hurry, Old John! Food is the source of motivation. Let's enjoy a lunch first, and then it's not too late to work." William still took good care of his subordinates.

"Lunch?"

It was only then that William remembered that, except for the nobles, commoners in the Principality of Fadil did not have the concept of lunch.

They eat only two meals a day.

The first meal is eaten at about ten o'clock, and the second meal is eaten around three or four in the afternoon.

And at twelve o'clock at noon, they didn't eat anything.

William smiled and said to them, "Yes, lunch! Go and get the bread, let's have a simpler lunch first."

"This is too extravagant, Lord Baron, I don't think we need it!" Old John said, although his eyes had already betrayed himself.

And Little John's eyes were also full of longing.

Everyone has been busy all morning, and everyone is hungry.

"This is an order from the baron, are you going to disobey my order?" William pretended to be angry.

"Of course not!" Old John said quickly.

"Then what are you waiting for! Go and get the bread!" William turned his anger into joy.

Old John and the others had a rare lunch.