The government office was comprised of only four men, Feng Jin, Qiguan Rang, Xu Ke and Jiang Pengji, who had low perseverance and her interests changed rapidly.
Other than Feng Jin's garments, which were knitted by his wife from sheep's wool, the others had to order them.
"Is knitting addictive?" Xu Ke forcefully smiled.
Truthfully, Liyun himself also felt that knitting was addictive, even when the weather was cold. There was no need for cultivating lands for farming, nor did he need to run errands. The government office was sustained by the few masters. He practiced his spear martial arts for four hours daily, and then he had nothing to do. He might as well pick up his ball of yarn and knit.
Yet the wind outside was blowing heavily, how cold it must be to knit sweaters.