Yun Zhi's Ruyang Commandery truly had little of value, save for one thing: the silk from Jinguang County.
Ruyang Commandery was where the Han Tribe had first begun weaving silk. Whether it was the scale of its sericulture or the skill of its silk weaving, it was the strongest in the Han Tribe.
Yun Zhi did not bother keeping them in suspense. Since he already knew his gift was nothing special, he simply had someone bring it out.
This time, it was not the Personal Guards presenting the gifts, but Yun Zhi's wife. She arrived with two maids. After exchanging greetings with Luo Chong's family, she and the maids displayed their gifts.
"Chieftain, please take a look. These are two of our newest silk gauze fabrics. This one is relatively stiff and is woven from blended raw silk. I named it Smoke-of-Raw-Silk Gauze. It is suitable for making overshirts or outer layers. In summer, it can also be sewn onto the outside of clothing to provide shade.
"The other is called Water-Smoke Gauze. It is made from boiled silk and is much softer than the other kind. Both of these new silk styles were introduced this year. If Chieftain likes them, we can mass-produce them next year."
Luo Chong took a couple of glances. He truly had no interest in gauze so thin it was practically transparent. But just because he disliked it did not mean nobody else did. Xiao Die, Zhan Ying, and Tang Yao were all very fond of such beautiful fabrics. The moment they saw such lovely cloth, the three women immediately went over to touch and examine it, rapidly discussing what clothes could be made from it and what styles would look best.
"Not bad. Silk is the cream of the crop among fabrics. Being able