With nothing much to do in the first lunar month, Rong Xi and the servants of Rong Residence leisurely picked out the cottonseeds.
There was not much cotton, but it was enough to make several padded coats.
Great Wei did not yet have cotton-spinning technology, so Rong Xi could not use cotton to weave garments for the time being. Still, padded coats were easy enough to make.
There happened to be three women in the residence to help. Rong Xi only needed to process the cotton, while the remaining task of sewing clothes could be left to them.
However, processing cotton also required tools.
He had Master Feng make all of them: bowstrings, wooden mallets, shovel heads, and grinding stones.
Liu Zishi and Golden Lucky were both remarkably strong. Under Rong Xi's instruction, they both became skilled at fluffing cotton.
After several days of hard work, all the cotton batting was ready.
The three women cut the cloth and sewed the cotton batting between its layers, making eight padded coats in different sizes.
"My lord, this white cotton is truly warm!"
Everyone in Rong Residence experienced the warmth of the cotton batting and marveled at it in amazement.
Eight coats were far too few; not everyone could receive one.
Rong Xi gave one to Rong Lian, who was deeply moved. Liu He was old and frail, so he received one as well.
"My lord, white cotton is precious. How could this old servant possibly wear it?" Liu He hurriedly tried to refuse.
Rong Xi patiently comforted him. "Uncle Liu, your health is weak. Cotton clothing keeps out the cold, so the chill will not enter your body and bring on illness."
Liu He had no choice but to accept it. After returning to his room, he was so moved that