The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Night King didn't care much after hearing this, but continued: Even so, you have made a great contribution. If you hadn't taught the cook, he wouldn't have been able to make such good dumplings.

Xiji blushed a little at the Night King's straightforward praise. She was afraid that she couldn't bear it if he continued to praise her, so she quickly told the Night King about her idea of making a sweater today.

After listening to Xiji's whole story and learning about the effect of the sweater, the chopsticks in his hand paused for a few seconds. Then he looked at Xiji again and said: If you need anything, just tell the butler.

After saying this, the Night King thought of another question: Is this kind of wool yarn difficult to make?

Xiji recalled the production process and the time required for each process, nodded and shook his head, and seeing some doubt in the eyes of the Night King, he slowly said: The steps of making the wool and the final garment are not troublesome, but it requires more manpower.

The Night King didn't care much about the need for manpower, he cared about how much of this warm stuff could be made. The princes and nobles of this era could rely on their power to obtain animal fur to survive the winter, but the poor would only have one or two such clothes when they survived the winter.

Therefore, unless they were visiting relatives or friends, or had important matters, under normal circumstances, the poor would not leave their own fire pits. What's worse, due to insufficient winter storage, some people in the family froze to death, and this happened several times every year.

Although he didn't care much about the lives of the lowly people in his territory, it was a time of trouble recently. If too many people died, it would not be a good thing for him whether he was fighting or growing food.

If the things Xiji mentioned can really improve the survival rate of the residents in the territory and ordinary people can afford them, he can definitely help promote them.

Seeing that the Night King looked thoughtful and seemed to be planning something, Xiji felt a little strange. After all, in the past, the Night King seemed to let him do whatever he wanted and never cared about such things.

So out of curiosity, he asked.

Ye Wang turned to look at Xiji, and saw that his face was full of doubts. His fair and rosy skin showed that his owner lived a smooth life. He felt a little proud in his heart, after all, he raised such a beautiful woman.

Since Xiji would also be needed to do this matter later, the Night King did not hesitate and directly told Xiji his considerations.

Xiji was very surprised after hearing this. His beautiful eyes widened slightly, making his pretty face look a little silly. If the Night King hadn't told him, Xiji would never have known that the lower class people here actually lived such a hard life.

Xiji looked around his living environment. He not only ate well, but also dressed well and lived well. This made him feel a little ashamed from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing the look on Xiji's face, the Night King naturally understood what he was thinking, and then said something that he didn't know if it could be considered comforting: All people are born unequal, so you don't have to blame yourself.

Seeing that his thoughts were seen by the Night King, Xiji felt a little embarrassed. He quickly adjusted his mood, then looked at the Night King and said loudly: My Lord, I have thought of it. When the time comes, we can make more wool balls and let them buy them and knit them themselves. As for the fact that they don't know how to knit sweaters, we can ask the female workers to teach them on the spot in the store. This can save them a lot of money and we can also save a lot of effort.