Rolling out the lint, Xu Ping here eliminates the process of playing cotton, directly using the machine to comb, and then spinning. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info woollen is followed by worsted, and cotton yarn is getting thinner and thinner.

In Xu Ping's previous life, he used the branch to indicate the fineness of cotton yarn, although there were metric units, and it was customary to use the imperial system. Xu Ping didn't understand those at all, so he created another set of his own, which was expressed by how many feet there were in one or two pieces of cotton yarn. This number is quite large, and it is quite inconvenient to use, so we can only wait for the subsequent weight balance to be accurate.

Spinning has much higher requirements for power, and it is not good to use animal power, or rely on human pedals. It is still a person on one side like a bicycle, the pedal drives the winch, and the spinning wheel is transported by the gear drive.

Looking at the nearly twenty spindles running at the same time on the spinning wheel, Cai Qi and the eyes of the officials widened. You can spin cotton yarn like this, and you can spin silk and linen like this, which is much more efficient than a hand-cranked spinning wheel.

In the past, the spinning wheel could only be operated by one person, and the reason why some movements required manual work. Xu Ping used machinery to link these movements here, and the speed went up all of a sudden. If there is a steady power, such as hydropower, these spinning machines can be very huge, and the efficiency will be very amazing.

After watching it for a while, Cai Qi couldn't help but asked Xu Ping: "I don't know if this kind of textile machine can be used to weave silk and hemp?" ”

"Yes, yes, just where to collect silk and hemp to spin? The peasant women in the countryside make some money by spinning and weaving cloth in their spare time, and how many of them can be sold after paying the taxes of the imperial court? ”

Cai Qi nodded, and shook his head again: "Then you can also make this spinning machine a little smaller, and save countless efforts on the weaver girl." ”

"That's naturally possible, in a year or two, the people of the third division will do it."

Xu Ping said, feeling a little helpless. Under the conditions of natural economy, there is a large surplus labor force in the countryside, and the cost of this labor force is extremely low. When textile machinery was made, the first thing people in this era thought about was whether it could be miniaturized so that small farmers could operate it. It is not easy for a fully commoditized factory to compete with these people.

This is the characteristic of China's economy, not to mention this era, Xu Ping also faced the same problem in his previous life. The first problem faced by the introduction of foreign large-scale agricultural machinery is not imitation production, but miniaturization. Without miniaturization, there will be no market in China, and once it is miniaturized, industrialization will face fierce competition from the small-scale peasant economy.

It is not possible to destroy this mode of production in the countryside in a few decades or a hundred years, and the only thing that can be done is to make what the peasants produce a commodity. The more labor is condensed in the product, the higher the value, so that it is not cost-effective for them to wear themselves, and they would rather sell what they make and then buy industrialized products.

The more handmade it is, the more expensive it is, and the more mass-produced it is, the cheaper it is, which is the logic of the commodity economy. Only in this way can a smooth flow of goods be formed and farmers can also participate in the commercial chain.

From the very beginning, Xu Ping's positioning of the cotton textile industry was to replace the previously manual hemp textile industry, rather than replace silk. Silk has its own production logic, and it is estimated that it can exist for a long time after the industrial production of cotton cloth.

It's just that with the circulation of cotton cloth, maybe a few decades later, the Great Song Dynasty will become popular to pay attention to pure nature and hand-weaving. Perhaps, there will be special merchants who will collect local goods from the countryside and sell them to the city at a high price.

The officials were most interested in the spinning process, and they were not so interested in the cloth woven like flowing water in the back. Again, these machine-woven fabrics are not exquisite enough to be compared with the silk products on the market. The mechanization of jacquard weaving technology is quite complicated, and it is far from being something that Xu Ping can accomplish alone. Only with a longer period of time, the natural development of technology, can this problem be solved.

Due to the limitations of the times, the officials only have a perceptual understanding of the benefits brought by the improvement of labor efficiency, and they cannot look at this question from a theoretical perspective. For the government, the cloth came up with the two taxes, and there was no cost at all, and the production was more and less production, and it only made sense when the cloth was the same currency as the copper coin. And cotton cloth obviously cannot be used as currency like silk, and the value in their eyes is not as great as Xu Ping thought.

Only when it becomes a consensus that wealth is created by human labor, the invention and improvement of labor tools, and the significance of the improvement of labor productivity, can it become a rational understanding and clearly know what this means.

Accompanying everyone to visit these machines, Xu Ping could clearly feel a sense of alienation in understanding, a loneliness from the depths of his heart. It's not that these people aren't smart enough, this kind of misalignment in understanding is condensed by a thousand times. No matter how talented he is, he can't cross the millennium in one step.

Simply reasoning can change people's minds at this time, the smarter people are, the more they have their own inner persistence, and the more they can be persuaded. Jinshi who can stand out from tens of thousands of people, there are no stupid people, if they want them to change their existing opinions, it is not possible to rely on their mouths, in fact, most of them are more eloquent than Xu Ping. Only with the reality that has happened and will happen in society can they see through the fog of thousands of years of time.

Outside the sour date gate, Qiao Datou helped the broken Fan Yang Li, whose head was full of holes, straightened out the rags that showed flesh everywhere on his body, raised his head, and walked towards the city gate with his chest straight.

A soldier guarding the city had sharp eyes, and an arrow stepped up, grabbed Qiao's head, pulled him aside, and threw him to the ground.

Qiao jumped up from the ground with a big head, stared at a pair of big eyes, and yelled at the soldiers: "You bird, why do you want to drop grandpa?" Are you going to beg for a beating?! ”

The soldier was taken aback, took a step back, held his waist knife, and said viciously: "This is the capital, what kind of cat and dog can enter casually?" Who are you? Where did it come from? ”

"Grandpa is from Bingzhou, from Wutai Mountain. Let me tell you, I have a military intelligence here and the court, you don't want to block my way! Be careful that the official family will blame you in the future, you can't afford to be a city gatekeeper! ”

The soldier looked up to the sky and laughed: "A thief and beggar, dare to say what military information there is!" I think you're crazy! Hurry up and get out of the way, where did you come from, and don't come to the capital to make trouble! ”

Qiao Datou is already a muddy person, who can stop him if he is right? In the past, when Chen Laoshi was there, he still listened to what he said, and when Chen Laoshi was gone, the world was big, and I was the biggest in heaven and earth, and a red guy dared to shout at himself?

When he came up, Qiao Datou ignored the soldier and took a big stride towards the city gate.

"Oops, it's against you! Brothers, go up together and take this thief and beggar! ”

The soldier beckoned, and the surrounding city gate rushed up and pressed Qiao's head to the ground.

Qiao Datou struggled desperately, and received a few kicks on his body, but not only did he still refuse, but he struggled even harder.

The prison officer, who was resting in the cave of the city gate, heard the movement, hurriedly ran out, looked at Qiao Datou on the ground, and asked, "What's the matter?" What's noisy? At the feet of the Son of Heaven, who dares to come nonsense! ”

Bingding reported: "This guy on the ground says that he is from Bingzhou and comes from Wutai Mountain. Section, you see that he is dressed in tatters, he is obviously a thief and beggar, who knows what bad things to do when he enters the capital? The little one looked not the road and took him down. This guy is still not convinced, and he is shouting and killing on the ground! ”

As he spoke, the soldier kicked Qiao's head, which was writhing on the ground.

The janitor looked left and right, and it was the hottest time of the day, and there were almost no pedestrians on the road. He said to the soldiers: "Tie this guy up, don't let him commit murder." Escorted to the city gates, I interrogated slowly. ”

The soldier agreed, took a rope, tied Qiao Datou's hand tightly, and pushed into the city gate while scolding.

The warden returned to his table and sat down, took a sip of tea, and watched the green tendons on Joe's forehead burst out, and he was desperate to break the rope from his hand.

"Poof," the warden laughed, "you're a fool!" This hemp rope is extremely strong, no matter what kind of thief, a bundle of hands, you have to obediently let me amuse, you still want to break free! ”

Qiao Datou shouted: "Let go of me, and let go of grandpa with real skills!" ”

"Shut your beak and obediently return to the knot!" The soldier next to him raised his leg and kicked Joe's big head in the ass.

The prison officer drank the tea slowly and methodically, and asked Qiao Datou: "Let me ask you, where are you from, what kind of business do you do for a living, why did you come to the capital, and do you have any relatives who have taken refuge as a guarantee?" ”

Qiao Datou glared and said, "What kind of bird knots are you, what nonsense!" I am a good citizen under the rule of the Great Song Dynasty, why can't I enter the capital? You can control the heavens and the earth, and you can control grandpa and me?! ”

"Palm!" The prison guard gave an order, leaned back in his chair, and watched the show quietly.

The soldiers on one side got the order, went to Qiao Datou, grabbed his arm, and several big mouths crackled, slapping Qiao Datou's mouth swollen.

After slapping his mouth, the soldier didn't forget to kick Qiao Da on the head again: "What do you ask at the section level, answer honestly!" If you dare to speak nonsense again, be careful to cut your tongue out! ”

The hero doesn't eat the loss in front of him, Qiao's eyes rolled and his mouth was closed.

"Say, where are you from, why did you come to the capital, and is there anyone who guarantees you?" The warden asked slowly. It's a hot day, and I'm bored, and I'm using this pastime to relieve my boredom.

"I am from Bingzhou, because an elder died in Lingnan, and he was cremated and brought back to Hedong Road. I heard that Mount Wutai was a Manjushri ashram, so I went there to do a ritual so that my elders could have a good birth in the next life. ”

"What a rambling, what nonsense! What are you doing in the capital?! ”

"I was in Wutai Mountain, and I found a few detailed works in the Fan State, which was a major national event and an important military situation, so I naturally hurried to report to the official. Where do you know what kind of bird knows the county, not only didn't listen to me, but also beat me up. Grandpa is a good bully? Then he came to the capital, beat the drum, and sued the dog official in front of the Son of Heaven! (To be continued.) )