The Princess and Her Rough-Rider Khan-Chapter 604 - 602 What kind of fairy character is this (second update)

Chapter 604: 602 What kind of fairy character is this (second update)

Li Xianyun gave a slight nod.

In fact, the scarcity of carpenters was not a major concern.

She needed to make many looms and cotton-spinning machines; relying on just this one carpentry workshop wouldn’t suffice.

Li Xianyun took the water the young servant offered her but did not drink.

Youlan and Bater expressed their thanks and also chose not to drink.

They were extremely cautious outside, generally abstaining from consuming food and drinks from unfamiliar sources.

Li Xianyun explained her intent, "Old uncle, I’d like to have some looms made here."

"Some?" The shopkeeper immediately latched onto the key point, looking at Li Xianyun skeptically and with a racing heart.

"Yes, only the looms I ask you to make will be somewhat different from the traditional ones," said Li Xianyun. "Old uncle, do you have pen and paper here? I can draw them for you to see."

Li Xianyun had rushed out that morning and had not had time to sketch out the plans for looms and cotton-spinning machines.

But going back to the mansion to prepare the drafts and then looking for a carpenter would be a terrible waste of time.

Li Xianyun planned to draw the designs directly in the carpentry workshop and hand them over to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper had the young servant tidy up a room inside and prepare pen and paper.

He appraised the slender young man before him.

It wasn’t that he underestimated others.

In his long life dealing with carpenters, those capable of drafting plans were usually over a hundred years old; it was exceedingly rare to find someone as young as Li Xianyun who could do it.

The shopkeeper led Li Xianyun into the room, still somewhat doubtful.

The young servant had already prepared the ink, brush, paper, and inkstone.

Li Xianyun sat at the desk, picked up a fine brush, lightly dipped it in the ink, and began to draw.

The expression on the shopkeeper’s face changed like the evening sky—again and again.

Li Xianyun started with a middle component of the loom.

Her strokes were confident and skilled, portraying someone who had everything under control, yet what she was drawing seemed mystifying—almost like an enigma.

However, as the overall outline took shape, everything suddenly became clear.

The shopkeeper’s skepticism turned into sincere admiration.

He had thought that drawing a loom would take a long time, but to his surprise, Li Xianyun finished the drawing in the time it took to drink a cup of tea, even completing the steps for making the loom.

Li Xianyun picked up the finished drawings, blew gently on them to dry the ink slightly, and then handed them to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper rubbed his hands on his clothing before carefully taking them, and he regarded Li Xianyun with newfound respect.

He also began to understand some of the mechanisms involved.

The design of this loom was more straightforward and its components more refined, drastically different from previous looms.

The shopkeeper faintly remembered seeing a similar loom during his travels in Houtang.

The loom operated non-stop, buzzing; bright and colorful fabric emerged from the other end.

And the person weaving didn’t need to exert much effort.

Amazed, the shopkeeper couldn’t help but admire the sophistication of the Central Plains people in the field of weaving.

He compared the two kinds of looms and concluded that this young person’s loom was more streamlined and advanced.

Back when he traveled through the Central Plains, he too had wanted to learn the technology of the loom and spread this advanced technique to the Khitans.

But when he watched the looms there, as a Khitan, the people were secretive and guarded.

Unable to decipher the method of making the looms, he had given up the endeavor.

Now, unexpectedly, he witnessed such a detailed breakdown of the production steps of the loom with his own eyes.

The shopkeeper’s hand trembled slightly as he held the blueprint, and he excitedly asked Young Master Li, "May I ask who is the master behind this work?"

The question was asked quite seriously, which amused everyone present.

Li Xianyun responded with a smile, "Elder, I’m no master; I just happen to know how to draw this."

Talented and humble young people are always likable.

Seeing that Li Xianyun didn’t answer, the shopkeeper was very understanding.

The more famous someone is, the more low-key they tend to be; they do not want their names known.

Upon seeing this, the shopkeeper didn’t press any further.

Li Xianyun and the shopkeeper examined the blueprint together. "Elder, is there anything on it that you don’t understand?"

The blueprint detailed the manufacturing steps of the loom and the dimensions of each part, professional and precise.

Having dealt with woodwork his whole life, how could he not understand?

"There isn’t," the shopkeeper replied.

"If there’s any issue during the process, you can send someone to the residence at the very end of Huangshi Street to find me. Just say they are looking for Young Master Li."

Indeed, a master from Shangjing.

"Alright," the shopkeeper replied, "may I know how many looms you need to be made?" ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"The more the better."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper was astonished, sensing the presence of a significant client.

Then, Li Xianyun discussed the price with the shopkeeper and paid a deposit.

The shopkeeper was a straightforward man; he didn’t ask for a higher price and even gave a discount for the bulk order.

Getting such a big job during this idle winter was genuinely exhilarating.

Moreover, this young man was immensely talented and didn’t flaunt it, which made him all the more endearing.

After agreeing on terms, they signed a contract.

Li Xianyun, using the shopkeeper’s premises, sketched a few more drafts of looms and cotton-spinning machines.

The shopkeeper was even more astounded when he saw the cotton-spinning machine.

This young man truly kept his talents hidden.

It is said that heroes acknowledge heroes.

Seeing the shopkeeper’s deep fascination with woodcraft, Li Xianyun gifted him a blueprint of the cotton-spinning machine.

The shopkeeper looked at Li Xianyun in disbelief, "Aren’t you afraid I will spread the blueprint?"

Those who handed over blueprints for production were terrified of leakage, constantly warning and hiding them, fearful that others would steal their treasures.

But this young man, not only did he not avoid drawing in front of others but also generously gave one to him.

How could such extraordinary people exist in this world?

Li Xianyun smiled and said, "I’m actually keen on promoting these newly designed looms and cotton-spinning machines to benefit more people; I would rather you spread the word."

Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper’s head buzzed.

What kind of divine figure had he met today? Not only was he immensely skilled and knowledgeable, but he was also broad-minded and visionary, truly admirable.

"You have a good heart and exquisite craftsmanship, Young Master; you are destined for a great future," the shopkeeper sincerely praised.

Youlan, a smile playing on her lips, thought to herself, if the elder knew that he was actually in the presence of the Queen of Khitan, what would he think?

He would surely be even more astounded.

The shopkeeper personally escorted Li Xianyun to the entrance of the carpentry shop.

Li Xianyun, as if suddenly reminded of something, turned back to the shopkeeper, "Elder, if you want to make money, while taking customers’ orders, you could also produce some items to sell; you would make more that way. For example, these looms and cotton-spinning machines are a good choice."

The shopkeeper nodded again and again, laughing, "Thank you for the advice, Young Master."

Li Xianyun, along with Youlan and Bater, visited several more carpentry shops, handing out the blueprints for the loom and cotton-spinning machine. When asked about the quantity needed, Li Xianyun’s response was the same, "The more the better," but he also made clear his requirements: the quality had to be satisfactory, otherwise, he would not accept the products.