Chapter 437: Fei Yue’er’s Handicrafts

“Ah!”

Several startled cries rang out as the singing girls in the chamber quickly covered themselves with their clothes.

In the middle of the singing girls, Fei Yue’er was holding a bra with a bright smile. The voices made her glance toward the door.

Seeing Xiao Ming, she suddenly stretched out her hand to block his view, playfully scolding, “Your Highness, why didn’t you have Xiao Huan inform me when you came back? Now you’ve taken quite an advantage.”

Xiao Ming turned aside, avoiding looking at the singing girls. Although in this era men held authority over women and he could ignore Fei Yue’er’s feelings, he came from the modern world, and to him, respecting one’s wife—especially a princess consort—was important.

“To not know is no sin. I did not know the princess consort was doing this,” Xiao Ming smiled.

Fei Yue’er rolled her eyes at him. She told the singing girls to put their clothes on and leave, then said to Xiao Ming, “Your Highness, you were away in Dengzhou for half a month. I was quite free and decided to try making some items from the books.”

“How is it? How does it work?” Xiao Ming asked with a smile.

Fei Yue’er was very serious, fully in the scholar’s mode. “The singing girls say it’s definitely more comfortable than the traditional chest wraps, especially the panties—they help cover modesty.”

Xiao Ming nodded, secretly relieved. Since arriving in the Great Yu Empire, he had endured too many days without underwear.

In Great Yu, the concept of underwear did not exist. Generally, to avoid exposure, people wore open-crotch pants, the same for men and women. Some bold women wore no pants at all, revealing bare bottoms beneath their skirts.

This was not just in Great Yu; Europe was similar in this era.

In 1717, Russian Tsar Peter the Great visited Paris. Riding through the cheering streets, a woman accidentally fell in front of his horse, exposing herself.

The beautiful woman was mortified, but the tsar wrote playfully in his memoirs, “The gates of paradise suddenly opened before me.” This incident proved that in the 18th century, the world’s most fashionable city—Paris—women did not wear underwear.

In China, before the Han dynasty, it was the same. Later came the “poor pants,” which were open-crotch pants. The Japanese modeled kimonos after Tang dynasty robes.

Women wearing kimonos also did not wear underwear. Ancient women, whether Chinese or foreign, wore large robes that concealed everything, so it did not matter.

“Good, good. The next step is to sell these things,” Xiao Ming mused.

He understood the people of Great Yu were used to this lifestyle, but he was not. During inspections in Qingzhou, he often saw Lu Fei lifting his uniform to bare his butt while urinating, which was quite a disturbing sight.

The popularity of underwear must have a reason. For a merchant, it’s not about existing demand but creating demand—that is the way of business.

It was like diamonds. Do diamonds really have value? Actually, diamonds are abundant worldwide, but merchants hoard diamonds to create an illusion of scarcity.

Diamonds themselves are not very meaningful, but once linked to love, they become an essential gift for couples.

This is demand created without prior need. Underwear design, after all, facilitates movement. The image of a soldier falling in battle exposing his buttocks is too painful to bear.

“Sell them?” Fei Yue’er picked up the underwear, blushing. “Your Highness, can these be sold? They’re too embarrassing. How could they be sold?”

Xiao Ming hugged Fei Yue’er’s slender waist and said, “Madam, the singing girls said they’re very comfortable once worn—that’s enough. Besides, the books mention many benefits of underwear.”

Fei Yue’er recalled that it was the book’s descriptions that inspired her to make these.

She had also tested them and found they better protected women’s bodies.

“I just worry, Your Highness, that selling these will invite ridicule,” Fei Yue’er’s eyes showed concern for Xiao Ming. As princess consort, she had to consider him in everything.

Xiao Ming had anticipated this. “The princess consort can filter these matters. I cannot get involved. Can the princess consort open a women’s clothing shop where men are not allowed? That would solve the problem.”

Every product Xiao Ming needed. A product’s birth not only meant profit but also created jobs, which helped the textile industry advance rapidly.

Fei Yue’er pondered and thought Xiao Ming’s words made perfect sense. She said, “You are right, Your Highness. That way, I can help you earn more silver.”

Her eyes sparkled with excitement as she spoke.

Now everyone in Qingzhou was busy. She did not want to live idly in the palace. The atmosphere in Qingzhou was lively, nothing like the stagnant Chang’an.

After this talk, Fei Yue’er softly asked, “Your Highness, will you go on a long journey from Dengzhou this time?”

Xiao Ming paused and carefully studied her. It seemed he had seen through her thoughts. Fei Yue’er lowered her head.

He smiled gently, took her small hand, and understood her feelings.

Having come alone from Chang’an to Qingzhou, she naturally felt insecure. When he was around, she had no worries, but when he left, she would be fearful.

In Xiao Ming’s eyes, Fei Yue’er was a little delicate woman who depended on him.

“No, I won’t go. We will spend the New Year in Qingzhou,” Xiao Ming said.

In a daze, this was already his third year in Qingzhou. His fiefdom was thriving, and he now had a family.

Once an orphan in his previous life, he now felt satisfied. He would work hard for the future of himself and this family.

Feeling Xiao Ming’s care, a peaceful expression appeared in Fei Yue’er’s eyes. To her, this man was different from any other man in Great Yu.

Suddenly, Xiao Ming’s return soon stirred the royal residence. Just as the couple enjoyed their reunion, a loud voice suddenly rang out.

“Your Highness, good news!”

“Qian Dafu?” Xiao Ming asked, puzzled.

Fei Yue’er said, “Steward Qian returned two days ago. He said he found a copper mine.”

“Copper mine?” Xiao Ming was delighted. The copper mines in his fief were poor and undiscovered. That was why he had to use cast iron cannons.

Besides casting bronze cannons, copper had many uses. Due to its corrosion resistance, sailing warships were often sheathed in copper on the hull to prolong their lifespan.