Reborn as a Cube Man in the Late Ming Dynasty

Yang, the craftsman, has left. He doesn't know how to operate the spinning machine; other craftsmen will have to teach him.

At first, the women were a little reserved and moved very carefully, afraid of doing something wrong.

But once they actually got their hands on them, they quickly discovered that these machines, though complex, were not as difficult as they had imagined.

Several older women huddled together, chatting quietly about everyday matters.

"If we study hard, we should be able to learn it in about a month."

"Once I learn it, I'll be able to take on jobs and earn money."

"I'll have to buy some things for the house then."

The plump woman said, "My children are growing so fast. They only wore last year's clothes for a short time, and the sleeves are already too short this year."

The woman next to him laughed and said, "Then you'd better earn more so you can buy each of them a new set."

"That's natural."

"If my husband knew I could make money, he'd be shocked."

Ding Xiling didn't participate in the idle chatter; she studied with exceptional focus.

She would watch carefully as the weaver explained each step, and occasionally she would ask questions.

Why make this adjustment?

"If the thread is slightly thicker, should it be changed accordingly?"

"What's the difference between this fabric and the previous one?"

The textile craftsman had only intended to teach the women the most basic skills on the first day, but he never expected Ding Xiling to ask one question after another.

He gradually discovered that this woman not only learned quickly and diligently, but also had a good memory.

Once she's sure she's mastered it, she'll proactively look at how other people are doing it.

If anyone made a mistake, she would remind them; if anyone didn't understand, she would explain it again.

Before she knew it, Ding Xiling had become the busiest of the group of women.

"As expected of someone who received guidance from Young Master Bai, he is indeed no ordinary person."

……

One hour later.

Bai Li woke up.

"I really stayed up all night last night."

He yawned.

The matter over there should be resolved by now.

After three consecutive decapitation strikes, the last one, whose status in the Later Jin dynasty was unknown but who was clearly a high-ranking general, was also buried with a shovel.

Before leaving, Bai Li even asked Liu Er to fill the hole back in, otherwise they might have found out the direction they came from by following the hole.

Just in case, although the horses we got from Yang He are good, they are still a step behind the elite troops of the Later Jin. It would be bad if they were caught up.

He was also thinking of those Jurchen slaves.

It's something that comes easily to me anyway.

And it wasn't even filled out by myself.

"This commotion should be enough to scare those outsiders out of their wits. Let's wait a week or two and see how it goes," Bai Li muttered to herself as she quickly washed up.

He habitually went out the door and then quite familiarly picked up the hot breakfast placed on the table by the door.

After Liu Er left Licheng, no one delivered breakfast. However, although Miao Zhiming was busy, he remembered this and asked someone to deliver it the next day. But the food was delivered, and the person had already left.

A bowl of thick millet porridge, five freshly steamed white steamed buns, and a plate of pickled radishes on the side, all still steaming hot.

"That's good. White flour steamed buns and millet porridge. It would be even better if there was a bottle of Lao Gan Ma chili sauce, preferably the old version, which goes perfectly with the steamed buns. Pickled radishes would also be fine," Bai Li said, sitting outside and leisurely eating. "The main thing is that there are no boiled eggs, which is good."

After finishing his meal, as usual, he didn't need to rush to Hell to cosplay as the Emperor.

If the weather is nice, take a fishing rod, sit by the lake for a while, bask in the winter sun, and fish for an hour – it's quite pleasant.

But not today.

There was one more thing he remembered.

Ding Xiling.

This is a rather special girl.

"I wonder how she adapted on her first day." Bai Li finished eating, wiped the table, clapped her hands, and left.

He entered the upper levels of hell.

Bai Li discovered that the butcher who had changed jobs was already waiting in hell.

He asked doubtfully, "Isn't it time to start work yet?"

The villager shook his head: "Not yet."

"Then why did you come so early?"

The butcher villager scratched his head and said sincerely, "I just wanted to get here as soon as possible, so I came here to wait. Nobody knows when you'll arrive, Young Master Bai."

"If you arrive before I do, that would be neglecting you, so it's always good to come early and keep watch."

"Young Master Bai, look, today is just the right day!"

He spoke as if it were perfectly natural.

Even though there's still a long time before he has to start work, he doesn't feel like he's wasting his time standing here.

Being able to stay in the place Bai Li often came to, without doing anything, was something worth doing in itself.

Bai Li was both amused and exasperated.

"Just go to work as usual from now on."

"Come whenever you're supposed to come; there's no need to wait for me in advance."

The villager, who was also a butcher, shook his head seriously: "That won't do. What if you come early like today?"

Bai Li: "..."

Forget it.

As long as these villagers are happy.

"Whatever you want."

The butcher and the villagers beamed with joy.

He knew that his wait today had not been in vain, nor had his previous waits.

I'll have to tell them properly later and brag about it; he got his turn first!

The butcher villager was overjoyed and excitedly took the enchanted diamond sword to start fighting monsters and farming experience orbs, full of enthusiasm.

Bai Li flew familiarly to the school she had built.

Then it circled in mid-air, and the more I looked at it, the more I felt that my design was simply impeccable.

"As expected of the school I, Bai Li, built with my own hands, the layout, the structure, the lighting, this... well, it's all simply perfect, a fusion of the essence of modern architecture!"

Bai Li nodded in satisfaction.

After admiring himself for a while, he finally began to fall downwards.

Soon, they found the classroom where Ding Xiling was.

"So that's how you put this."

"Did you just get it backwards?"

"I'll give it a try, and wow, it really works!"

The atmosphere in the room was much more relaxed compared to when it started.

The women had lost their initial restraint and were now gathered in twos and threes, learning to operate the equipment while talking in hushed tones.

The weaver paced back and forth in the room, preparing to correct their movements.

He soon noticed that one of the women was making some strange movements with her hands.

"Girl, that's not how you put it here."

The weaver walked over and pointed to the equipment in front of her.

The woman froze, nearly dropping what she was holding.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

She lowered her head, her voice trembling.

The weaver stopped what he was doing and said gently, "It's nothing. I just wanted to tell you where I went wrong. Don't be afraid."

The woman was still somewhat uneasy.

At this moment, Ding Xiling had already walked over.

"I'll do it."

She squatted down next to the woman, didn't ask any questions, and demonstrated it again.

"Look, this is how you should do it first. Don't rush, be gentle."

"Yes, that's it."

The woman carefully followed her example.

This time it went much more smoothly.

"It's done!"

The woman said with a smile.