She Only Cares About Cultivation-Chapter 744: [734] Beast World Farming 44 (2 updates)

The second time, she threw a large clump directly into the basin and kneaded it, observing their shape and indeed, there were no deformities.

Tangtang was excited right away, and after changing the water three times, the stench faded a lot. She then tried using plant ashes water and saltwater separately for experiments and finally found that the effects of washing with saltwater and plant ashes water were better than with just water, although it couldn’t completely eliminate the odor, but if washed multiple times, the odor could still be removed.

After washing, she dried them on the kang head, and the soft-feel was no different from cotton. Could this be washable cotton?

Tangtang’s hands trembled with excitement. Just then, the Beastmen who were instructed to collect Stinky Fruit pushed the carts back, two full carts, filled to the brim.

Tangtang ran out, "Is there any more? Is there any more outside?"

Yin Ye, seeing her expression, knew that the Stinky Fruit might have some use, and hurriedly said.

"There are quite a lot, but some fell into snow pits, hard to find, but this thing’s skin is very tough and hard. Once the snow melts, we can collect a lot."

If half a jin of cotton could be taken out from one fruit, then these two carts together could gather almost fifty to sixty jin of cotton. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

But there were many people at home, this amount was still not enough, they wanted cotton quilts, cotton clothes, and moreover, she wanted to weave cloth, the loom was already researched, how else to pass the long Cold Season without weaving?

"Then you guys will have to work harder, continue searching tomorrow, let me tell you, this thing really works great, previously I didn’t even know, right, you said these fruits were available in summer? What’s inside them?"

"Just fruits, they have become fibrous due to drying out and losing moisture,"

Fibers?

Tangtang carefully observed the flesh that wrapped the cotton, noting that while the outer shell was indeed tough and hard, if smashed with a stone, there would be a layer of inner membrane that turned into powder, but inside there was a layer of very fine fibers. Seeing this layer of fibers, her eyes lit up instantly.

Thus, over the next few days, they cooperated, with Lang Sen responsible for cracking open the Stinky Fruit skin, Tangtang digging out the cotton, and Yin Ye and Jin Han separating the skin and the flesh. Afterwards, the hull was set aside to be dried as fuel, and the flesh was taken to an empty room in the empty space to dry naturally.

The extracted cotton was hung on bamboo poles to air dry.

This work was very intricate, and the Beastmen had to go out to find these fruits at least two people a day. The days were cold, the ground was slippery, it was hard work, but Tangtang told them all the hard work would pay off and urged them to quickly handle it.

Cart after cart of Stinky Fruit was pulled back home. The clan members were very curious and asked what they were for, Tangtang replied, "For burning,"

Since the research wasn’t finished and the fruit’s skin indeed could be used as fuel, she wasn’t really lying.

As the pile accumulated more and more, Tangtang could only throw the unused ones into the basement first, while the others were washed and air-dried.

It wasn’t until she had washed and air-dried over a hundred jin of cotton that she felt she was about to die of exhaustion—twenty whole days of nonstop busyness.

Not just her, the Beastmen were also pushed to their limits.

But her work was not over yet because this cotton, not just flatten like the cotton of her previous world when pressed, this would bounce back, so after repeated experiments, she determined that after drying, she needed to lint the cotton, gather the cotton together, use a slingshot to strike it while pounding it, till it was beaten into cohesion, and lost its bounciness.

Just this job alone had the Beastmen and her working until the ice and snow melted, which is to say, the Cold Season was over, transitioning to the rainy season with still two months to go. In these two months, the weather was gradually warming up, but the first month was not noticeable. By the second month, they could finally feel the change in temperature.

They beat the cotton every day, causing their arms and legs to ache, but to wear the clothes early, and lay the things made of cotton cloth, she gritted her teeth and pushed them to work.

Only when the cotton lost its bounce and became fluffy and soft to the touch, making one squint with satisfaction, was it deemed perfect.

Then, torn to the size of A4 paper, rolled into a cotton thread by a stick, after which the cotton thread was placed on the spinning wheel for spinning.

The spun thread on the loom was due to Liang Tian’s exceptional instruction. The spinning wheels and looms were all made by Liang Tian, otherwise, for her, a transmigrator with no experience, it would have been an impossible task.

Afterwards, under her exploration, the cotton thread began to turn into fabric. Although the fabric was not pure white (it was washed with plant ashes), nor was it dyed, the fabric looked neither white nor grey, but when Tangtang saw the handmade cloth taking shape, she was moved to tears.

The length of the cloth was determined by the width of the loom, if not wide enough, just sew two pieces of cloth together. At that time, without iron needles, they could only use stone-ground or wood-ground needles. The stitches were somewhat large, but this was the best outcome in this environment.

Tangtang spent almost half a month completing the first bed sheet for the house and a face cloth for each person.

To make clothes, they had to wait for the flowering season to collect fresh flowers for dyeing, then they could make beautiful cloth and beautiful clothes.

Looking at the fruits of her labor throughout an entire Cold Season, she was filled with emotion and found that the wisdom of the ancients was infinitely great and not easy at all.

Because of this period’s labor, her arms were swollen, so Tangtang rested for a week. After a week, she continued spinning cloth, this time, planning to make some underwear and other small garments. The Beastmen didn’t need bed sheets or duvet covers, so there was no hurry to make them, focusing first on her and the little female.