Chapter 140: Processing Wool
Shang Wuyang returned, and for the first time, he saw the little chubby cub holding a brush pen practicing writing at home.
He raised an eyebrow: “What stimulated you to do this?”
A sharp point.
Seeing that he had returned, Qin Wanwan immediately put down her brush pen and ran over.
Shang Wuyang skillfully bent down slightly and picked up the little chubby cub.
Qin Wanwan happily kissed his face, then put on a performance of changing faces on the spot.
Her delicate little face drooped, the corners of her mouth and eyes fell, making her look pitiful.
Who wouldn’t soften their heart at this sight?
Little Qilin hugged Daddy’s neck and mumbled a complaint: “The letter I wrote to Brother Yuanli, they said…”
Her soft, milky voice circled his ears, Shang Wuyang held the little chubby cub’s buttocks with one hand, his peach blossom eyes glancing at the characters she had written.
Upon hearing Qin Wanwan mention that the Eleventh Prince had said she wrote sixteen characters, he couldn’t help but laugh.
Qin Wanwan’s ears perked up immediately.
Shang Wuyang covered his mouth with his fan.
“Then they were indeed excessive.”
There was clearly a lot of laughter in those peach blossom eyes.
He could understand why the Eleventh Prince would say the little chubby cub wrote sixteen characters.
Because she wrote them too far apart, each character took up a large portion of the paper, and at first glance, they really looked like several crippled characters.
“Write the characters smaller, closer together, and not too far apart.”
After commenting on the little chubby cub’s handwriting, Shang Wuyang discovered that the little one wasn’t listening and was instead rubbing his hand while hugging him.
He paused and sighed with some helplessness.
He tapped her nose with his fan.
“You really are something. None of my subordinates would miss an opportunity to learn, they would study desperately.”
Yet he couldn’t do anything about this little one, and he was reluctant to discipline her.
Little Qilin’s eyes curved as she leaned on his shoulder and softly acted spoiled.
“Wanwan is still young, she’s not in a hurry and will learn slowly.”
Subordinates and daughters are naturally different, and Shang Wuyang quickly stopped dwelling on this issue.
Qin Wanwan leaned on his shoulder, her two little chubby hands gripping his ice-cold palm, sticking close.
“Daddy, I went boating on the lake with Brother Yuanli and the others today. I saw your shop, and after I showed the shopkeeper that black thing you gave me…”
Little Qilin was full of the desire to share. Shang Wuyang held her as he sat down and gestured for someone to bring a pile of documents that needed processing.
He multitasked, processing documents and account books while answering Qin Wanwan’s questions.
Seeing that he was busy, Qin Wanwan spoke for a while and then stopped.
“Daddy, I gave away several pieces of scented soap today, and there are only two pieces left at home.”
Shang Wuyang: “Just make some more.”
“Oh right, I can make some more.”
“By the way, Daddy, have you found the Divine Doctor yet?”
Speaking of this, Shang Wuyang’s face darkened.
His Fengxin Pavilion intelligence network was spread throughout the world. Without exaggeration, he could collect eighty percent of the information in the world.
Yet he couldn’t find the whereabouts of that Divine Doctor.
“That Divine Doctor is also a master of disguise. I’ve heard that he sometimes appears as an old man, or a young man, a woman, or even a beggar. So if he blends into a crowd, no one will recognize him as long as he doesn’t reveal his identity.”
“The news I received this time is that he disguised himself as a semi-blind street doctor, swindling people under the guise of fortune-telling. He was even exposed and beaten up several times. It wasn’t until he encountered a rare and difficult illness that he stepped in to treat it that he was exposed. But now, no one knows what disguise he has adopted and he has run off.”
Capable people often have peculiar temperaments, and that Divine Doctor was no exception.
He particularly enjoyed disguising himself as people of various identities, and he was skilled in every profession he took on.
Even though Shang Wuyang’s Fengxin Pavilion had the best information-gathering capabilities in the world, it was impossible to investigate every single person in the world.
Qin Wanwan exclaimed, “He sounds very powerful!”
Shang Wuyang sneered, “I have set up a net in Shangjing. As long as he is still in Shangjing, I don’t believe I can’t find him!”
“By the way, I’ve had someone find the wool you wanted. It’s all old wool that was shorn during the hot weather.”
Qin Wanwan’s eyes immediately lit up: “Really? I want to go see it.”
Shang Wuyang caught the young lady who was about to slide down: “Go where? It’s too late now, you can go tomorrow.”
Alright, she was an obedient child.
Shang Wuyang, tired after a day’s work, processed matters for two hours and then took Qin Wanwan to sleep.
“I’ve borrowed Langya to help me with something. I’ll return him to you in a couple of days.”
Before falling asleep, Shang Wuyang held the soft, warm little furnace in his arms and spoke to her in a low voice.
Qin Wanwan, a tiny ball, nestled in his embrace and nodded obediently.
“I know, Daddy. You should sleep well now.”
The little one reached out her small hand and patted his arm, just like adults patting children to coax them to sleep.
Shang Wuyang: Defying the heavens!
But he actually fell asleep, coaxed by the little chubby cub.
Mainly because he was too tired.
The next day…
Daddy Shang left, and Qin Wanwan put on her clothes and trotted over to the next door, only to be told that Imperial Chancellor Rong was also not at the residence.
Okay, then she would have to play by herself.
Thinking that Daddy had said the wool had arrived yesterday, she trotted off to find the wool again.
A few minutes later, Qin Wanwan ran out with her little face red with exertion.
“So smelly! So smelly!”
A pile of wool gathered together, and the pungent smell almost made the little Qilin faint.
Keke: “Cub, go find someone to make masks!”
Qin Wanwan listlessly said okay.
She was determined to make the wool, Keke said it was very cold on the border, and Father Xie was all alone there, which was very pitiful.
Keke said that clothes made of wool were warm, and Wanwan wanted to make a wool sweater for Father Xie.
The process of processing wool was a bit complicated and required a considerable amount of time. The most important thing was that there were no specialized wool cleaning agents during this era, so the process was much more complicated.
After the masks were made, Qin Wanwan and Keke, along with the servants from the residence, soaked the wool in a weak alkaline water made by burning pasture grass cut from the manor.
While waiting for the soaking, Qin Wanwan and Keke went to fiddle with scented soap again.
With the experience from last time, they could make more this time.
This time, Qin Wanwan also added a milky fragrance.
Of course, she was mainly responsible for directing.
Although the little chubby cub was small, she had the demeanor of a great general, directing people around.
Making scented soap wasn’t difficult, especially since coconut oil was readily available, and there were so many people helping.
After pouring the viscous liquid from the saponification reaction into the molds, they only had to let it air dry.
The wool soaked in alkaline water should also be ready by now.
She and Keke, with a group of animals and people, rushed to deal with the wool again.
Keke stood on Qin Wanwan’s shoulder: “Quickly wring out the wool. Is the soapberry water ready? Put the wrung-out wool into the soapberry water to continue soaking.”
“Where’s the lime? Bring the lime too.”
The wool needed to have its grease and impurities removed, and this process had to be repeated several times, and the wool had to be washed clean.
It was unlikely they would finish processing it all in one day, as each soaking required a significant amount of time.
