"Your Highness, Bai Diezi has been retrieved. There are two large carts. Where are you going to put?" Chunxiao brought two carts of Bai Diezi back from the harem warehouse, and ran back to the house from outside and pestered Li Chengqian to ask questions.

Although Li Chengqian is young, he acts like an adult and is very generous when encountering things, and is not as petty as children of the same age.

Over time, no matter whether it is waiting for the guard or the palace maid, he no longer regards him as an 8-year-old child, and the personal palace maid Chunxiao even regards him as the backbone.

"Are there only two big cars?" Li Chengqian took a small white bunch from Chunxiao and put it in his hand to fiddle with it. He felt a little disappointed, but it was still too little.

From seed cotton to cotton, even in modern times, only 38% can be allocated, and the rest are useless cotton seeds. Therefore, even if the cotton deseeding technology of Datang is not much different from that of modern times, the amount of cotton that can be obtained by the two carts of white stacks is extremely limited.

Of course, the lint on modern cotton seeds can also be removed, and this thing is quite expensive, but in the Tang Dynasty, don’t think of such a thing. As long as you can remove the lint, Li Chengqian will be grateful.

"Your Highness, Curry has only this one after he has emptied it. Moreover, Manager Qian is angry and he has to go to the queen to complain!" Chun Xiao's pouting mouth was obviously angry with the eunuch Qian.

"It's okay, let him sue him. Let's find an opportunity to repair him in the future." Li Chengqian said unconsciously while holding the white fold in his hand, and ran all his mind to the cotton seed removal.

Chunxiao also saw that Li Chengqian was a little absent-minded and no longer got involved in what Qian said. He just moved the charcoal basin on one side to Li Chengqian's position so that he would not freeze any more.

As for the cotton seed removal tool, Li Chengqian has no impression of it at all. The whole process is like scraping off the cotton fibers with a brush, and then... it is completely "don't slaughter the sheep".

"Chunxiao." Li Chengqian decided that if he couldn't remember, he wouldn't think about it. Professional matters still have to be handled by professionals.

"I am here, what are your instructions?" Chunxiao was happily pulling some white bunches. When he heard Li Chengqian calling her, he immediately responded.

"Go and get two summer quilts, then sew them into a large pocket, remove the outer skin of the white fold, and put them in." Now there is no condition for making lint, but it cannot be frozen. Li Chengqian plans to make a quilt casually and use it first.

"Ah? The quilt? Pretend to be white folds?" Chunxiao's face was full of surprise, and his eyes were full of confusion...

"What kind of eyes are you? I'm not crazy." Chunxiao's eyes made Li Chengqian very depressed. If he must have described it, the eyes were similar to those he saw someone running on the street in later generations.

Looking at Chunxiao who was standing there without moving, Li Chengqian once again said, "If you want to go, hurry up, I will tell you what to do next after finishing it."

Chunxiao was not the only palace maid in the Lanruo Temple, so Chunxiao and several other palace maids of similar age were working together, and according to Li Chengqian's instructions, the first quilt in the history of the Tang Dynasty was soon made.

Looking at the quilt that was 5 cm thick, Li Chengqian wanted to make people remember the birth process of the first quilt in the history of the Tang Dynasty. However, the uneven quilt surface and the thick needle horns on it made him hesitate for a while and decisively gave up this idea. The quilt was so ugly that there was no positive adjective to describe it.

But although the quilt is ugly, it does not affect its warmth. When Li Chengqian threw the fur aside, he felt that his illness was half cured.

The blacksmith was also recruited, carrying more than twenty pieces of iron as big as a palm, with nails covered with small holes. The only drawback was that this bastard polished all the iron pieces to a shiny tiles.

"Take it back, prepare some iron sheets and nail them into holes. Remember, don't grind it anymore." Looking at the iron sheets that can be used as mirrors in your hand, Li Chengqian finally had no choice but to let the blacksmith go back and get some more.

But God seemed to be destined to refuse Li Chengqian to stop. The blacksmith left. Li Chengqian, who was wrapped in a quilt, originally planned to sleep for a while, but a group of young boys broke in at this time. Outside the door behind him was the sound of little girls chattering like sparrows quarreling.

A handsome guy who is about the same age as Li Chengqian pulled a struggling little guy, bent down and bowed to Li Chengqian and said, "Good brother, my brother Li Ke will take you to visit the emperor brother."

Li Ke, the third son of Emperor Taizong Li Shimin, whose mother was a former Sui princess. Historically, it is recorded that this kid was a miserable child. He was loved by Emperor Taizong because of his appearance and personality. However, because of his mother's identity, he passed by the position of prince several times in his life. Finally, because of Changsun Wuji's fear, he was wronged and sentenced to death.

So every time I see Li Ke, Li Chengqian feels very conflicted and tries to control himself from showing the look of "you are dead".

"Okay, okay, all my brothers are my own. Don't come to this game. If you don't go to school, why are you here to come to me?" After so long in the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengqian finally learned how to see how to count the sun.

Before Li Ke could speak, the little guy in his hand rushed out like a mad dog that had run away from his reins, heading straight to the small ice car in the corner, and then grabbed it in his hand before saying the first sentence when he entered the house: "Brother, you said it last time. I will play first this time, and I must keep my word."

Li Chengqian looked at Li Yan's serious expression and felt funny. He unconsciously teased him: "This is not possible, this little ice car is mine."

At this time, Li Yan was just a 6-year-old baby, not as domineering as mentioned in history. When Li Chengqian said that, he was stunned at that time. Seeing his expression as if he was about to cry, he said with a twitching nose: "Emperor, my brother is slutty, how can you not keep your word?"

Li Yan was really about to cry, and Li Chengqian was also a little numb. He didn't know how to coax the children, so he had to snap his fingers in the envious eyes of his brothers and call Chun Xiao over: "Chunxiao, find someone to take out the small ice carts that Zhao Laoer made a few days ago."

"Here!" Chunxiao agreed and went to find someone. The boys in the room surrounded the couch, as if they had forgotten about the ice car. Li Ke even said with his eyes: "Brother, your finger-shaking action is so handsome, teach me."

Shaking his head and shaking his head firmly. Li Chengqian didn't want to cause trouble. Looking at these unreliable younger brothers, he was afraid that the old men would find out after he taught this hooligan behavior. At that time, he would be pitiful and would suffer.

"Wow, what a beautiful little ice car, give it to me." The voice was crisp, with a hint of arrogance. A familiar person could hear the voice of Princess Baling.
Chapter completed!