Although it was Wu Xiaomei who was unwilling to accept it, she muttered: "Thank you for three years, and I'm here... I'm half gone by a few words from my brother."

"A little half." Wu Zheng corrected.

Wu Xiaomei stomped her feet and said, "A small half is also half!"

"Okay, that's half."

"It's obviously half." Wu Xiaomei became anxious again.

Wu Zheng replied helplessly, "Okay, then just half..."

Wu Xiaomei pointed at Wu Zheng, so angry that she couldn't even speak.

Wu Zheng was speechless, but fortunately, he changed his mind and started talking: "Sister, the military workshop has already tried to produce a steam loom and will be sold to the public soon. You must be mentally prepared."

Wu Xiaomei was distracted and became interested, "Is it the brother who mentioned before that he can weave cloth by himself?"

"Yes. I'm just worried that once this machine is launched, the livelihood of the million Weaver Girls will definitely be impacted." Wu Zheng sighed, "If there was no war, it could be placed slowly, but now... hey, let's delay for a few days first, and let's talk about it after the war is over."

Wu Xiaomei thought for a while and said, "If the machine is really as good as my brother said, it is actually the time to launch it."

"How do you say this?"

"No one can use this machine, right?" Wu Xiaomei asked.

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "Of course... you always need to learn how to use it first."

"There is no age limit for the Weaver Girl?"

"It shouldn't be true, as long as it's not old."

Wu Xiaomei stroked her chest gently and sighed, "That's all."

"What's the point?"

Wu Xiaomei smiled, "The Weaver Girls in the Weaver House started to have poor eyesight from the age of thirteen or fourteen, and when they were eighteen or nineteen, they often chose to get married at this age, but now they have made a lot of money and don't want to be randomly disliked by others, especially after having a self-combed girl, they are even more unwilling to submit..."

Wu Zheng gradually frowned.

Wu Xiaomei continued: "Instead of letting them marry someone who doesn't want to marry, it's better to leave them in the weaving department. The female teaching position was not enough and she couldn't install so many people who retired every year... But now it's different. As long as my brother transports the machine, I can gather two or three thousand people to learn and do it first. According to my brother, they can weave more cloth than the weaver girl of the right age... Tsk tsk, now, I will definitely make more."

Wu Xiaomei looked like an old rich man and completely forgot that she was still struggling with half or half just now.

But Wu Zheng's face gradually became colder, and he said, "Since you talked about this, I have to talk about you... You just wanted to pick Li Haiyue up and comb yourself before. Anyway, she has decided to take office in Taiping Prefecture. But Song An said, you have had too many contacts with the eldest princess these days, and at the same time, you secretly comb your Weaver Girl to comb yourself against your parents, family, and government. Is there such a thing?"

Wu Xiaomei blinked and said casually: "When there is this, why can't a woman choose the man she likes to marry? The orders of her parents and the words of the matchmaker are nothing more than..."

"Don't swear!"

Wu Xiaomei stuck out her tongue, restrained her a little, and said, "Xiao Anzi is so verbal... He is still secretly following me? I'll go find him!"

As he said that, he rushed out.
Chapter completed!