Mo Ruyue felt that the Great General's tone was still acceptable. He directly addressed her as 'me'. Even his smile and tone had become better.
"Of course. General, please come this way. Let's talk as we walk."
"You've been wearing this cotton-padded jacket until now. It's light and warm. I don't need to introduce it to you. You should know it better than me."
"Half of the cotton-padded jacket was made of cotton that had just been produced this year, and the other half was duck down."
"Those duck down feathers had been specially soaked in herbs to prevent insects and stink."
"Even if it was wet with water, it would be easy to dry. The fluffiness would not be as rigid as pure cotton when it came into contact with water."
"Since it's for the soldiers to wear, I won't accept the black heart money. I'll just collect my own cost and treat it as adding warmth to the soldiers on the battlefield."
