Rebirth of a Portable Space: Transforming My Hometown

Chapter 73 The Peerless Young Master

"Snap!" The sound of a fan opening echoed in the storeroom, and Yufei looked towards the source of the sound.

Upon recognizing the person who had arrived, only one poem remained in Yufei's mind: "A gentleman as refined as jade, unparalleled in the world."

What a gentle and refined young man! He walked gracefully towards Yufei, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "I am Mo Wushuang, greetings to my young master."

As her name suggests, Yufei returned the courtesy to Mo Wushuang, befitting a young lady from a prominent family.

"Greetings, Uncle Mo. But Uncle Mo, are you my master? What kind of master are you?" Yufei asked playfully after bowing.

Mo Wushuang smiled gently and slowly said, "Young master, in your current terms, I would say I am a designer, proficient in textile technology."

If Mo Wushuang weren't around, Yufei would love to hold the dragon baby in her arms and praise it endlessly.

It really understood her heart. She wanted to learn how to sew, and this mentor came along. She felt like she knew what her grandmother taught her, but when she actually tried to do it herself, she really couldn't.

Master Mo didn't waste any time with her, telling her that he would deliver the silk to Yufei through silk production.

This time, they will definitely process the silkworm cocoons separately by type. They will first separate the different types of cocoons and then process the silkworm cocoons one by one.

Mo Wushuang first placed the silk cocoon in water and quickly extracted the silk. She twisted it into a single strand by hand, threaded it through a spinning wheel, and then coiled it around the thread.

As Mo Wushuang rotated the coil, hundreds of silk threads were slowly drawn from the cocoon and wound around the coil. Then, Mo Wushuang removed the wound silk threads and threaded them into a larger coil.

The machine rotates again to allow the silk to continue to be collected into the large coil. After repeated winding and straightening, this process is repeated.

Once the silk threads are tightly wound into the spool, you can proceed to the next step.

The silk produced here will definitely be used to weave cloth. Mo Wushuang took out a loom from the warehouse.

Mo Wushuang's rhythmic footsteps on the loom were like weaving a melody of spring memories, full of rhythm.

Yufei felt a sense of incongruity watching such a handsome and refined young man operating a loom, his hands moving up and down.

But then Yufei thought about it again: if you think of this loom as an old-fashioned piano, well, that's more like it.

As Yufei was admiring the handsome man while propping her head up with her hand, Mo Wushuang's fan had already tapped Yufei on the forehead.

"Ouch! That hurts, Master!"

"Pay attention! I just demonstrated how to draw threads and how to weave cloth. Now you can try."

After Mo Wushuang finished speaking, she went to the storeroom to get more silkworm cocoons.

"Mo Wushuang is getting more and more beautiful," Xia Chan exclaimed, having appeared behind Yufei without her noticing, holding a handful of melon seeds.

"Mmm-hmm!" Qiu Ju, who had been maintaining a scholarly demeanor in front of Yu Fei, sat down next to Yu Fei, rested her chin on her hands, and nodded repeatedly with a lovesick expression.

"Ha!" Peony chuckled softly. "This is a man who won't even glance at me. You have no hope."

Peony glanced seductively in Mo Wushuang's direction, then covered her face with a palm-leaf fan and chuckled softly as she continued...

"I suspect he doesn't even like women."

As soon as she said that, Xia Chan and Qiu Ju glared at her fiercely, telling her not to speak if she couldn't speak properly. They said that Young Master Mo probably just didn't like her type. What a narcissistic woman!

Peony shrugged. She wouldn't wake up women who lived in their own world. She was confident that any man who liked women wouldn't ignore her like that.

This isn't narcissism, it's confidence! It's a fact—no man can escape her charm.

Seeing those two infatuated women was really an eyesore. Fine, out of sight, out of mind. Peony patted Yufei's head, telling her to focus on learning her skills and not become like those two infatuated girls.

After saying that, she swayed away gracefully. When Mo Wushuang arrived at Yufei's place with a stack of baskets of silkworm cocoons...

Xia Chan and Qiu Ju shyly greeted Mo Wushuang, "Greetings, Young Master Mo."

After Mo Wushuang returned a scholar's greeting, Xia Chan and Qiu Ju also left, so as not to disturb Yufei's studies.

Yufei looked at Mo Wushuang with a complicated expression, thinking that handsome and beautiful men were generally not for women like them.

Yufei's gossipy nature returned, wondering what kind of man could be worthy of her gentle and refined Master Mo. Hehehe~ Yufei let out a lewd laugh, earning her another slap from Mo Wushuang's fan.

Ouch, ouch, ouch... Ouch~ Master is so fierce~

Yufei began to concentrate, recalling Mo Wushuang's steps in extracting the cocoon. Because she wasn't skilled enough, the silk she produced was either too thick or too thin, and sometimes she couldn't even find the thread and had to discard it.

The dragon baby said these things wouldn't go to waste; the space would recycle and process them into silk quilts.

Only after Grandma Yufei had finished making Zhao Jing's dress did Yufei begin to get a feel for it.

Now, all she has to do is take out a silkworm cocoon and she can pull out beautiful and delicate silk threads.

Next came weaving. Mo Wushuang demonstrated several bolts of cloth to Yufei, but when Yufei tried to weave, there were always gaps or holes in the fabric.

This left Mo Wushuang speechless. However, Mo Wushuang was an extremely patient person. It wasn't that he had complete confidence in Yufei, but rather in himself.

Returning to reality, after giving Yufei the two custom-made outfits, Yufei's grandmother said she was going into seclusion. The outfits Yufei gave her had provided her with a lot of inspiration, and she wanted to try making her own set of clothes.

Yufei definitely fully supported her grandmother's idea, and at the same time gave them the clothes she had promised to Lin Tiantian.

Children can't keep secrets, especially things that reveal themselves. After Yufei gave the two of them the ready-made clothes, she immediately closed them.

These two outfits truly suited their personalities perfectly. Lin Tiantian looked like a soft, cuddly doll, with a touch of melancholy that naturally evoked feelings of tenderness and affection.

After Zhao Jing put on the Snow Queen costume, her bright and beautiful appearance was given a touch of coldness, truly giving her the feel of a Snow Queen.

Lin Tiantian's eyes were filled with amazement as she looked at the other person, and she couldn't wait to walk towards the vertical mirror in Yufei's house.

They seemed quite satisfied; judging from the way the two women twirled around, lifting their skirts, their eyes practically basking in their own beauty.

After admiring his own outfit, he invited Yufei to play ping-pong at the vineyard. This wasn't about playing ping-pong; it was purely about showing off. Anyone with eyes could see that those two clothes were completely unsuitable for playing.

Yufei happily agreed and went along. What to do? She's her best friend, and these two are so adorable, aren't they?

Upon arriving at the vineyard, Lin Tiantian and Zhao Jing were indeed met with countless exclamations of amazement.

Seeing some of the girls playfully begging their parents for the clothes Lin Tiantian and her friends were wearing, even parents with daughters at home were tempted.

To Yufei's surprise, it even had a promotional effect.