The weapon tycoon who traveled to Daqin

In order to find special materials that can go up to heaven, Naofumi almost searched through the entire camp. But still found nothing. The main reason is that the materials are not very qualified. Either they are too soft, they are too hard, or the gaps are too big.

.Unable to wrap up the heat. Naofumi was about to collapse. All the materials were found. But the only thing missing was the right fabric.

Naofumi simply returned to his tent and lay on the bed. All the materials he found were still flashing in Naofumi's mind.

Linen is the best. But there are some gaps. Silk is good. But it’s too expensive. It can’t be used in large quantities. Isn’t there anything else? Well, what else? What else? Naofumi scratched his head and looked.

On top of the tent.

Hehe. Naofumi suddenly laughed. I'm such an idiot. I forgot. Isn't a tent the best material?

Ever since, in the camp, the scene of dismantling the tents began. Then there was sewing. It was suddenly difficult. The army was full of old men. There were not many people who knew how to sew clothes. Naofumi sewed and tied them himself.

His hands were covered in blood.

At this time, Meng Tian happened to enter Shangwen's tent. He laughed when he saw Shangwen sewing and mending like a little daughter-in-law.

"I said, Shang Wen, since when did he become like a woman? He is just patching things up." Meng Tian said with a smile.

"Don't be ridiculous. Do you know how to sew? No, just stay here." Naofumi said angrily. Then he started threading the needle.

"Don't mind. I was just joking. I said, what are you doing this for? What is this for?" Meng Tian looked confused.

"Nothing. Make a hot air balloon." Naofumi continued sewing without looking up.

"What?" Meng Tian asked.

"A hot air balloon is something that can fly. I said don't bother me. I'm a big old man. I just mend things like this. Is it easy for me?" Naofumi dropped the needle and thread in his hand.

"Why should I take it seriously? I have a solution." Meng Tian said with a smile.

"What can I do? Tell me quickly." Naofumi stood up eagerly and said.

"It's very simple. Find a woman to work with." Meng Tian said.

"If I could find it, I wouldn't have to sew it myself." Naofumi said angrily.

"I do. I" Meng Tian hasn't finished speaking yet.

"Where is it? How is the craftsmanship? Show me quickly." Naofumi said.

"I haven't finished talking about that yet. My people were raiding the Xiongnu tribes everywhere. They happened to rescue a group of women from the Central Plains. These people are all Zhao people. I am worried that I can't arrange them. If you want them, I will give them to you.

"Meng Tian said grandly.

"Don't talk so much, take me to see it quickly." Shangwen said, pulling Meng Tian out of the tent.

"Well, the technique is not bad. It's quite dense." Naofumi held a piece of sewn cloth and looked at it.

"Do you all have such techniques?" Naofumi asked while watching.

"Come back to the general, my lord. These slaves are all good at this kind of craftsmanship. However, I just hope that the general will take us in." As he said that, the woman who was helping Naofumi sew fell to her knees. The women behind her also all

He fell to his knees and heard a cry.

"I said, what are you doing? Get up quickly. Get up." Naofumi quickly helped the woman who was kneeling on the ground.

"I will also use yours. Not only will I use it, but I will also give you a salary." Shangwen spoke in modern words in a hurry.

"Salary?" The woman who took the lead asked after hearing Naofumi say that if they were taken in, what salary would they be given? She didn't understand what it meant for a moment.

"Just give me money. With this money, you can support yourself and live well." Naofumi helped the woman up and said.

After hearing such words, those women suddenly stopped crying and began to laugh out loud. Women really change quickly. It turned from sunny to cloudy all of a sudden.

"What you are saying is true," the woman said boldly.

"That's right. I will arrange food and accommodation for you first. Then, the place to live is different for men and women. I will give you a few separate tents." Naofumi said.

"Mr. Xie" said, and the woman knelt down on the ground. Then there was a large group of women kneeling on the ground behind "Mr. Xie".

"I asked why I fell to my knees again. Get up quickly. Get up." Naofumi said and bent down to help them get up.

"From now on, we don't need to be so polite." Naofumi said impatiently. It would be really annoying to kneel like this.

"By the way, what's your name?" Naofumi pointed at the leading woman.

"My name is Yinger." The woman replied.

"Okay. It's up to you. I'll ask you to handle these things." Naofumi said.

"Meng Tian, ​​you go to Guyang Iron Works to make arrangements. You have to make arrangements alone." Shang Wen said to Meng Tian.

"That's easy to say." Meng Tian replied.

"You go and have a rest with General Meng first. I will arrange some matters later." Naofumi said.

"You, Ying'er, you stay." Shangwen said.

When Ying'er heard that she was asked to stay, she felt a little uneasy.

Naofumi didn't notice it, but quickly took out his pen and ink and sketched out a rough draft.

Ying'er looked at Shangwen with some uneasiness. What on earth was this man going to do? Ying'er stood there with cold hands and feet.

After drawing the sketch, Naofumi called out: "Come here and see. Can you sew something like this?"

"Ah, um." When Ying'er heard this, she immediately relaxed. It turned out that she wasn't called that.

Ying'er agreed with some embarrassment. She walked forward quickly and looked at Naofumi's draft with a blushing face.

"Look, can you sew something like this? Some places are oval-shaped. This place needs to be open. There must be at least three lines of sewing at the sewing place. When sewing, it must be dense and not breathable. This

This thing is huge. Are you sure about it?" Naofumi said, pointing to the drawing.

"Is there any problem?" Naofumi asked, looking at the stunned Ying'er.

"No, no problem." Ying'er said quickly after coming back to her senses.

"Okay. You can take it and arrange it yourself. I have marked the dimensions above. Just follow the diagram above and sew it." Naofumi said.

After taking the drawings, Ying'er stepped back and bowed. "My slave, please leave." Naofumi looked at this and wanted to say something. But, let it go. He couldn't change it for a while.

There are so many etiquettes in the world. I can't help but feel anxious. I'm getting angry. Oh, forget it. Let's talk about it later.

A big stone finally fell in Shangwen's heart.

These women's hands are more precise than sewing machines. I just don't know how fast they are. Now they are on the battlefield, Guyang Iron Works, where it was established. It is right where the camp was originally attacked. If this place was captured by the barbarians.

Everything was in vain. The last time was a sneak attack. If they came blatantly, I don't know how sure they would be. After all, it was an army of 200,000.