Back to the book, Li Er will not mention how he fooled his wife. However, Li Muyun came out of the palace and returned to the manor outside the city. Before he could even sit down, he received an order from the palace: Prince Xiaoyao and the dog were not allowed to enter the palace without any order!

Li Muyun didn't know if this Li Er had anything to do with the later Eight-Nation Alliance, but the decree was too much. He didn't ask anyone and didn't mess with anyone, so why did he treat him the same as a dog?

Li Tai and Changle fell a few times, but who had never fallen on ice skating before? Think about those foreigners who broke their bones and tendons to practice roller skating, and they didn't see who beat the inventor half to death.

"Prince, do you want to have a meal?" Old Xia poked his head outside the door and knew that the prince was in a bad mood now, so he tried not to provoke him.

The facts proved that Lao Xia was still a little prescient. After he asked, he immediately saw a cup flying past his eyes and hit the ground outside with a "bang". Li Muyun's voice came from inside: "Go and find a blacksmith, and then replace the cups with iron for me!"

Lao Xia twitched his lips, and he wanted to laugh but didn't dare. The prince was so irrelevant. He was usually very gentle to others when he was fine. Even if he saw the cripple who was chopping materials in the woodshed, he would always be smiling. Even if he was angry sometimes, he would not be beating his servants.

But the prince is still young and cannot change the frivolous nature of young people. No matter what they do, they are always in a hurry and will not regret it afterwards, such as the glass cup that was just broken.

"By the way, where is Wanqing?" Li Muyun seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment just now. He looked at the food that was placed on it and asked at Lao Xia.

This was also his previous negligence. According to normal times, Su Wanqing should have been at home, but she has not appeared today. I don’t know if something happened or was jealous.

This is a person who doesn't do bad things, so he is naturally not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, but Li Muyun is not good. In the afternoon, he just went to make the little beauty happy, and then was listed as an unpopular person by his father. Now that he can't see his last wife, it's normal for him to feel guilty.

But what he didn't expect was that Lao Xia was stunned when he heard this and blurted out, "Your Majesty, don't you know?"

"What do you know? Should I know?" Li Muyun asked back.

Seeing that Li Muyun seemed to know nothing, Old Xia smiled bitterly and said, "Our wool spinning factory has produced the finished product, and the third master and Miss Wanqing have both gone there."

The answer was something Li Muyun didn't expect. In fact, he had already forgotten the wool spinning matter. When Lao Xia mentioned it, he remembered the fact that he borrowed people from Lao Li Yuan, and also remembered that he had a wool spinning factory in Chang'an that he had been losing money and never made a profit.

But then again, it’s already been here. Even if I go to the wool spinning factory, I should have come back before dark. There is no reason to stay in the wool spinning factory at this time. After all, there are hundreds of people there, and it’s not time to get off work. How much overtime is it?

While thinking about his worries, Li Muyun ended the 'fight' hastily, and whispered: "Okay, I won't eat anymore. Please call a few people, let's go to the wool mill together."

"No!" Lao Xia agreed and trotted.

To be honest, Li Muyun did not have much hope for the wool spinning before. Before industrialization began, everything was hand-made and even if wool was really spun, a wool spinning mill with hundreds of people would not have much output. The piles of wool would still be burned in the end.

This is a problem of productivity, a flaw. Just like writing, if you don’t have enough hand speed, you can’t write for twenty-four hours, and you can’t write a few chapters a day.

"Mu Yun, why are you here?" The three fat men squatted at the entrance of the factory and did nothing. When they saw Li Muyun appear, they immediately came up to meet him.

Li Muyun jumped down from the ground and asked, "What's going on? What's going on here? Where is Wanqing?"

The three fat man spread his hands: "It's just some thread, oh, maybe it's the yarn you mentioned, I don't know this. Wanqing organized a few weavers in it and was about to weave that thing into clothes." The three fat man was not very considerate about the work of these women and answered perfunctorily.

Li Muyun was also not very concerned, but since Su Wanqing was busy inside, he was always not able to leave, so he squatted with the fat man at the entrance of the factory to talk about some interesting things about Chang'an City.

In the wool spinning factory, a group of women led by Su Wanqing were all happy. After more than a year, they finally finished degreasing and spinning the wool, turning the originally smelly wool into threads that can be used for textiles.

Out of women's natural love for textiles, the wool mill is surprisingly lively. Although the time for get off work has passed long ago, no one of the female workers who came out of the palace has planned to leave. They worked overtime and made a lot of wool.

On the other side, weavers were constantly busy, using the thread they spun to weave cloth that they had never seen before.

The wool threads are not strong enough, and the threads spun from the wool are too thick, even the best weaver should be more careful, otherwise the threads will break if you are not careful.

Su Wanqing shuttled between various factories, looking at the spinning workshop and the textile workshop. In her opinion, the wool spinning mill was Li Muyun's hard work. Now that the finished product is available, she wants to give the bastard a small surprise.

Ting'er was like a beautiful butterfly, flying back and forth with Su Wanqing, and came to the weaver again, rubbing a piece of wool-woven material and shouting: "Miss, the cloth woven from the wool is so warm, come and try it."

"Ting'er, don't make trouble, don't affect other people's work." Su Wanqing glanced at Ting'er and called her to her side.

Of course she knew that the things knitted from wool would be warm, because Li Muyun had already said it, but she always felt that things were a bit strange. It seemed that the wool made from like this was a bit wrong, but she couldn't tell it if it was wrong.

For example, the woven materials seem to be too sparse, and even if she rarely makes female red, she can see that this kind of thing is not possible to cut, because as soon as you cut it, the materials will immediately pull the thread, and then they will fall apart and turn into thread tips after thread.
Chapter completed!