"Miss Chu, this is the silk room." The female manager led Chu Yu into a courtyard and then opened the door.

A stream of hot air hit my face in an instant.

Chu Yu couldn't help but shake his body. He took two steps back and saw that the vast yard was filled with large pots. The boiling water in the pot was boiling and floating neatly. There were racks around the pot, and two or three silk reelers stood on each rack. They were sweating profusely and were responsible for stirring the silk cocoons and plucking silk in the pot, wrapping the raw silk into the silk reel rack.

The so-called idiom for stripping and peeling off the cocoon comes from this.

Wire reeling and degumming are the most laborious part of the whole raw silk production. Workers must endure the discomfort of high heat and bear the danger of burns. Use of degumming is alkaline substances. If you are not careful when preparing degumming potions, you may burn yourself.

Chu Yu looked up at the steaming pots, and then he knew why Madam Lu or why Nan Zhijing wanted to send her here.

In such a place, if a pot accidentally falls off or touches it accidentally, it will either die or be injured.

Others can't say anything.

This county lord is indeed meticulous, no wonder he was able to conquer so many people from Nanfeng Weaving.

Chu Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of cold light flashed in his big eyes.

"Miss Chu, you should be careful when you are here. If you don't understand anything, just ask me." The manager smiled, but there was something strange in his smile.

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at the row of rooms in the yard: "Where is that?"

"Oh, there, there is also a silk reel room, but the silk inside is gold silk. The number of gold silk is very small, and it is only produced in a mulberry forest in Taihu Lake. The silk produced is natural green and purple. However, the silk cannot be seen directly in the reeling process, otherwise the silk will become very easy to break." The female manager smiled.

Chu Yu asked with a smile with interest: "I want to go and see, is that okay?"

A trace of contempt and sarcastic light flashed in the female manager's eyes: "Of course."

Then she turned around and led Chu Yu to the row of rooms, while secretly sarcasticating herself.

It is rumored that this girl knows nothing about embroidery. Now it seems that this is true. As a dignified president of the embroidery business, she doesn't even know the most basic silk production process. Why can people compare with their own county lord?

When Chu Yu entered the room, she turned around and looked around and found that there was indeed no difference here from outside, but the pot was much smaller, there were many silk reeling men outside, and there were all women here, and the smell in the room was extremely pungent. So although the female workers were covered with cloth towels on their faces, they looked very tired, and everyone's eyes were bloody red.

While speaking, he saw a female worker suddenly shaking her body and hit the big silk urn, and her entire arm fell into the hot water.

"Ah..." The female worker was so weak that she couldn't even scream, she just shrank on the ground and shivered.

Chu Yu immediately strode forward to save the person when he saw it, but was immediately stopped by the female manager.

"Miss Chu, don't be in a hurry. This is a common thing, just drag it on." The female manager said indifferently.

Sure enough, two high-end supervisors immediately stepped forward and dragged the woman down without any pity. While dragging her, they cursed: "Bitch, why are you so careless and ruining this pot of golden silk, and you can't afford to sell your whole family to the kiln!"

Chu Yu instantly turned cold. He remembered that the male workers outside looked no better than the female workers' living conditions. She couldn't help but frown. Such a working environment was really...

But she hadn't thought about it yet, and a riot suddenly came from outside the door, and a crisp and long sound rang out.

"Prince Lian is here!"

Chu Yu was walking slowly in the room, paused and walked out the door.

After leaving the yard, she saw a calm and tall figure of a man and a slender and elegant figure of a woman who was waving and dancing with the wind. Although the swaying three veils of light veils were as graceful as the wind, it was obvious that it always made people feel sweaty for her, worried that the woman would be blown away when the wind blew.

"Little girl, you are indeed here. The Qinjia is so anxious that you can run to Nanfeng Weaving without saying a word." Prince Lian liked Chu Yu's weird and cunning look and smiled at Chu Yu from afar.

Prince Lian was intimate with Chu Yu, Nan Zhijing paused, and a chill flashed in her slender eyebrows. She coughed lightly and said softly: "Although my uncle is friendly, don't be too kind to avoid confusing the superiors and inferiors. The more you give her some bad guys, the more she can't recognize her identity and overuse her."

Prince Lian glanced at her lightly and waved his hands indifferently: "You guys, there are so many things to pay attention to, so why don't I like to go back to the capital?"

Nan Zhijing wanted to say something, but seeing that there was an impatient light flashing in Prince Lian's eyes, she immediately shut up tactfully and said softly: "My uncle is such a bold and unruly person, so she is even more concerned about my grandmother."

When Prince Lian heard his mother, a trace of guilt flashed through his expression: "Your grandma... I am too negligent, but this time I chose the best gift for her. To put it this time, I have to thank that little girl Chu Yu for her clever thoughts."

Prince Lian smiled when he said that, touched his beard and looked at Chu Yu even more friendly.

They had already walked to Chu Yu at this time. Chu Yu bowed to Prince Lian and said with a smile: "Your Highness praises you."

Prince Lian couldn't help but shake his head and said angrily: "You little girl, although you are good at craftsmanship, you can't help but say hello to Mrs. Jin and the others, and then ran to Nanfeng Weaving. When I went out, I saw Mrs. Jin and the others with a cold look on my face. I thought something had happened. It was Jing Niang who told me that I realized that you, the girl, volunteered to run to Nanfeng Weaving."

Nan Zhijing looked coldly at Prince Lian and Chu Yu's happy conversation, and the disgust in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

Why? Chu Yu, a fucking mate who relies on his own skill and tricks, has defiled the third master of Qin and took away his uncle's attention. It's really...

Death is not a pity!!!

Chu Yu noticed Nan Zhijing's gaze, and she looked at Nan Zhijing without any fear: "Oh, it turns out that this is the reason why the Jinyun County Lord told you why I appeared here?"

Nan Zhijing looked at her coldly: "What, isn't it?"

Chu Yu looked at the unconcealed threat in her eyes and chuckled in his heart. Is this county lord threatening her not to tell the truth?

Prince Lian looked at Nan Zhijing and Chu Yu's eyes when they touched each other, and he couldn't help but say suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

She smiled and looked at Prince Lian and said, "This is my negligence, but since I have come this time, I will naturally have to finish the matter."

Nan Zhijing only thought Chu Yu was afraid of his power, so she said coldly: "Your Highness knows that you have some ability. Don't let Your Highness and the county lord down. If the final acceptance results are not qualified, you will be the president of the Jiangnan Weaving and Construction Commission."

Prince Lian was stunned: "My grandma, why are you so harsh?"

Nan Zhijing looked at Prince Lian and her expression became weaker again. She coughed a few times and frowned slightly: "It's not that Jing Niang is harsh, but because this year's snow melt has broken many roads, and the transportation of raw silk materials is slow. Jing Niang is already trying to urge people to send raw silk materials to Jiangnan as soon as possible. Jing Niang is worried that if our Nanfeng cannot hand over the silk materials on time, it will affect the supply to the court this year."

Prince Lian frowned slightly when he heard this: "Is it so serious? How are officials from all over the country responsible? The silk materials cannot be transported out of the place of origin. This is the time when the people's livelihood plans are not accepted. Is it necessary to starve people to death? No, I must write a letter to the emperor for this matter!"

Chu Yu looked at Prince Lian with a gentle look and felt kindness in his heart. Although there were people like Nan Zhijing who treated civilians like grass among the royal nobles, there were also people like Prince Lian who cared about people's livelihood, so the Dayuan could maintain prosperity and strength now.

Nan Zhijing doesn't care whether she will starve to death. What does the life and death of those untouchables have to do with her as the Nine Heavens Phoenix?

She only cares whether Prince Lian believes what she says, and it is obvious that Prince Lian has no doubts.

When she heard that she was going to Prince Lian to write a letter, she was slightly shocked, but soon she relaxed again. It was true that the heavy snow broke the road, but few people knew that there was another thing closer to the water road than the land road, so she was not worried that it would be exposed.

A cold smile appeared on the corner of her lips and looked at Chu Yu: "Miss Chu Yu volunteered to say that she could help our Nanfeng improve the speed of drawing silk fabrics. Jing Niang also agreed to pull out the materials for other manufacturing workshops to ensure the supply of silk fabrics woven in Jiangnan. If she couldn't do it, she would automatically give it to the wise, right?"

Prince Lian looked at Chu Yu with a gaze slightly, "Oh, Chu Yatou can do this kind of thing, it doesn't look like your style? Are you a little sloppy in your decision?"

Chu Yu looked at Prince Lian's appearance and saw that he did not immediately believe Nan Zhijing's words, but instead believed in her character. When he was waiting for her to explain, Chu Yu couldn't help but feel warm. He smiled, but said, "You can do whatever the county lord says."

She didn't care about Nan Zhijing's inverted black and white at all.

"Chu Yu, what do you mean?" Nan Zhijing's thin hand hidden in her sleeve could hardly help crushing the handkerchief. An injury flashed in her eyes and looked at Prince Lian: "Uncle, don't you believe in Jingniang?

Nan Zhijing's appearance is not fake. Prince Lian's trust in Chu Yu and did not believe her deeply stimulated Nan Zhijing.

She is obviously Prince Lian’s relative, even if she lies, Prince Lian should believe her first, rather than a humble civilian!

"Your Highness, I'm a testimony. Chu Yu said to the county lord himself. If she said that she couldn't do it, she would have to pay the price." Madam Lu could not see that she felt uncomfortable. She immediately stepped forward and said angrily to Prince Lian.

Prince Lian glanced at Madam Lu coldly, Madam Lu immediately shrank and did not dare to say anything. Then Prince Lian turned to look at Nan Zhijing, and was also helpless: "You girl is really made of water. You will shed tears when you say something wrong. Qin Sheng's temperament doesn't like this."

Prince Lian’s original intention was to hope that Nan Zhijing would not always be sad about spring and autumn, but this word stopped in Nan Zhijing’s ears.

Mr. Qin doesn’t like her a ladylike personality like her, and doesn’t like her who is as transcendent as he is. What do you like?

Do you like Chu Yu's disgusting and insane little fairy look?

Nan Zhijing was already in a state of pain and hatred at this moment, and she wanted to throw Chu Yu into the boiling tank immediately. Seeing her screaming and her flesh and blood separated, her beautiful and charming face that was all melted into a tragic look of bones and blood was relieved.

But she has to be patient, and today is not a good time to start!

Chu Yu naturally felt the hatred from Nan Zhijing, and she raised her eyebrows-

If you only meet a few times, you can hate this person like this. Is this county lord’s head broken?

"Okay, uncle, let's... cough cough... let's see Miss Chu's ability first." Nan Zhijing didn't want to see Chu Yu's face again, so she turned around and helped Madam Lu and others to hurried into the silk-slim courtyard.

But when she was excited, she felt a little out of breath.

Chu Yu narrowed his eyes and suddenly stepped forward, holding Nan Zhijing with a smile and said, "County Lord, you must be careful, don't feel too uncomfortable."

"You...you..." Nan Zhijing didn't expect Chu Yu to come up and touch her noble skin, and her sharp and pale face turned pale even more pale in an instant.

Chu Yu raised his eyebrows and whispered: "Miss Princess, I like you who don't like me and hate me to the core, but in front of the prince, you still have to play a polite and dare not turn against me."

As soon as Chu Yu finished speaking, Nan Zhijing could not bear it. Her anger erupted instantly. She raised her hand and slapped Chu Yu in the face: "You dirty bitch, take away your dirty hands!"

But her hand was not falling and she was held by a big hand.

Nan Zhijing turned her face and found that the guards next to Prince Lian were holding her wrists and preventing her from hitting people.

The guard then immediately let go and respectfully retreated to Prince Lian.

"Uncle, are you actually helping outsiders?!" Nan Zhijing couldn't help but burst out her eyes again.

Prince Lian sank his face and said lightly: "My grandma, stop making trouble."

The prince's voice was not high, but the impatientness and chill inside made Nan Zhijing bit her lower lip, and she didn't dare to be arrogant anymore. She just lowered her eyes and once again projected all the resentment on Chu Yu.

Chu Yu waved his hand at Prince Lian with a smile: "Your Highness, the county lord doesn't like me, and I don't like the county lord either, but the matter is important. The county lord should not force himself to enter the silk reeling courtyard with us, so let Madam Lu or Yelu Da serve as a companion."

Seeing Chu Yu's straightforward appearance, a helpless smile appeared on his face that had become cold: "You little girl, you are so unrestrained."

But then, he looked at Nan Zhijing and said indifferently: "My grandma is weak and the heat here is so hot, so it's better not to go in."

Without waiting for Nan Zhijing to speak, he called Yelunai to accompany him: "Since you are a great manager, you will accompany you on behalf of your county magistrate."

After saying that, Prince Lian called Chu Yu and others to enter the silk reel courtyard together. Yelu Nai had no choice but to look at Nan Zhijing and whispered: "County Lord, if you can't bear it, you will be in trouble."

Afterwards, he hurriedly chased Prince Lian into the courtyard.

Only the company of Madam Lu was left with her anger and trembled all over, her face turned pale, and she was shaking and almost unconscious.

"A dirty bitch, a dirty bitch, a bad guy is not to be cherished!" Her eyes were cold, but she could only whisper back and forth between her lips.
To be continued...