Chapter 131 Where did I sleep?
Chen Jingchu must have stayed, but Feng Ping made up her mind not to leave and insisted on staying together.
"No one is harassed at your house-" Fan Wubing asked in confusion.
"I'm worried that someone will harass you at home-" Feng Ping said with a smile at Fan Wubing.
Fan Wubing complained for a long time in his heart. It was probably because Feng Ping was afraid that Chen Jingchu would get close to the water and take advantage of Fan Wubing first, so she insisted on staying as a light bulb. Fan Wubing was naturally embarrassed to drive her away, so she had to let her stay.
Fortunately, Fan Wubing's home has a lot of space, so it would be very relaxing to free up a room for them.
Because the front and back spaces of the Fan family's yard are large, and there are many tall trees around it, at night, when the night wind blows, the room is still a little cold. Fan Wubing takes this into consideration and walks to Chen Jingchu and the others' room with a cold quilt, and then knocks on the door.
As soon as the door opened, Feng Ping's smile appeared, but Fan Wubing felt that her smile was really bad, so he said, "I'll bring you a quilt. It's a little cold at night. The towel is too thin and you'll catch a cold."
"Do you want to come in and have a look?" Feng Ping suddenly said to Fan Wubing in a low voice, his expression a little strange.
"Uh? What are you coming in to see?" Fan Wubing felt a little resistant, but he still couldn't help asking.
"Look at the beauty coming out of the bath, there are no mosaics--" Feng Ping said with a smile.
Fan Wubing looked at Feng Ping suspiciously, thinking that this little fairy had any intention, but he immediately heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom in the room. Oh, it turns out that Chen Jingchu was taking a shower.
No wonder Feng Ping said that she saw the beauty go out of the bath. Fan Wubing smiled and said, "If you go in and take a shower, I'll wait here to watch."
"Shameless." Feng Ping wrinkled her nose at Fan Wubing, snorted, took the cold quilt, and then closed the door.
Feng Ping carried Liang quilt to the bed and spread it out. Fan Wubing's beds were all double beds. Two girls slept with them. They looked very spacious and did not feel crowded at all. Although there were no people living in this room, there were always people cleaning up and tidying up, so they did not feel old and uncomfortable.
The room is connected to TV, air conditioner, refrigerator and other home appliances. The most eye-catching thing is two large floor-standing bookcases, which have a lot of books in it. In fact, this place is Fan Wubing's study.
Feng Ping walked to the bookcase and took out a book by hand. He found that it was a manuscript. The pages were a little yellowed. The handwriting on it was in traditional Chinese and the small regular script was written very neatly. When he looked at the date written on the title page, it was during the Republic of China.
After drawing many books in turn, Feng Ping was surprised that they were all ancient books. Now it is different from before. Everyone knows the value of ancient books. Such well-preserved handwritten copies are of high value in the antique and cultural relics market, but they did not expect that Fan Wubing had so many rare books.
The sound of running water in the bathroom stopped. Chen Jingchu walked out wrapped in a big bath towel, wrapped her wet hair in a towel, and found a hair dryer after she left, and then started to blow it.
"What book are you reading?" Chen Jingchu asked Feng Ping.
"I can't understand it, it's all traditional Chinese characters." Feng Ping stuffed the books into their original place, stretched her waist and said to Chen Jingchu, "I really doubt he can understand these books? I guess they were used as a storefront?"
"It's hard to say--" Chen Jingchu thought to himself that Fan Wubing is not an ordinary person. If he comments on him according to the usual thinking mode, he will probably draw wrong conclusions.
Feng Ping looked at Chen Jingchu and suddenly said, "I'll help you blow your hair. If you do this, it's easy to blow your hair too dry." Then she took the hair dryer from Chen Jingchu's hand and helped her blow it up.
Chen Jingchu sat quietly on the bed, letting Feng Ping fiddle with her, but she felt a little curious. It seemed that Feng Ping was very familiar with these things, but she didn't know what was going on in her family. When she was confused, Feng Ping had already prepared her hair.
Feng Ping sorted out Chen Jingchu's hair and said with some emotion, "Your hair is really good."
"Your skin is also very good! And your skin is very good - your chest is big -" Chen Jingchu smiled. Feng Ping's skin was extremely delicate, which really corresponded to the saying, as smooth as grease and as white as beautiful jade.
Feng Ping immediately smiled, "It's okay for a man, why do you pay attention to his breasts?"
"The two headlights are the same, and they can't do it if they don't want to pay attention." Chen Jingchu said with a smile.
Feng Ping was said by Chen Jingchu, holding her chest with some distress and said, "Who knows why, I don't want to be so eye-catching."
After Fan Wubing returned to his room, he held the rosewood needle box given to him by Fan Tianlan and looked carefully, thinking that this was really a good thing.
The recognition and use of rosewood in ancient times began in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. By the Ming Dynasty, this tree was valued by the royal family and began to be harvested on a large scale. Due to the sparse number of rosewood, the country's sandalwood was quickly gleaned, and officials were sent to Nanyang to purchase it. After that, it became a fixed rule and continued until the demise of the Ming Dynasty.
Not all the wood purchased at that time was used for use, and many rosewood were stored and spare. This kind of purchase was to a certain extent predatory nature. Therefore, the good wood produced in the Nanyang Islands was almost completely harvested, among which rosewood was the most important.
All those who can become artifacts are tied up and left. The places where red sandalwood produced in the world are mainly the Nanyang Islands. Therefore, by the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, most of the red sandalwood produced in the world were collected in China and stored in Guangzhou and Beijing.
The rosewood used in the Qing Dynasty was mainly collected in the Ming Dynasty. Although new materials were purchased in Nanyang in the Qing Dynasty, most of them were thick and not full, and the joints were not straight. This is because the rosewood grew slowly and could not be made into a material for hundreds of years. The Ming Dynasty was excessively harvested, and the source was not reborn in the Qing Dynasty, and the source was exhausted. This is also an important reason why rosewood is cherished by the world.
The needle box handed down by Fan Tianlan's ancestors is already before the Ming Dynasty. The material of rosewood is dense and hard, with purple-black tone, slightly fragrant, deep and elegant, the heart material is bloody ochre, with shiny and beautiful back patterns and stripes, the annual ring pattern is in a filament shape, the brown eyes are extremely dense, and there are no scars.
Although rosewood is a tropical plant, it cannot be made into a ingredient for hundreds of years. A rosewood tree can only be used after it grows for hundreds of years. Moreover, nine out of ten sandalwood are empty, between the hollow and the skin, the little bit of meat, and the little bit of meat. Therefore, since ancient times, there has been a saying that every inch of sandalwood is gold.
Europeans and Americans had never seen large materials for red sandalwood at first, so they believed that there was no large materials for red sandalwood, and that they could only make some small objects with red sandalwood. Legend has it that there was a five-inch-long model of red sandalwood coffin in front of Napoleon's tomb, which surprised the visitors and thought it was rare.
Little did they know that most of the available rosewoods came to China as early as the Ming Dynasty.
Fan Wubing was watching, and suddenly someone knocked on the door outside, so Fan Wubing stood up and came to open the door, but found that Feng Ping ran over in her pajamas only.
"Let me come in!" Feng Ping rubbed her eyes, yawned and said to Fan Wubing.
"If you don't sleep there, why are you doing here? Besides, it's easy to be tempting to commit crimes when you dress like this." Fan Wubing looked at Feng Ping and found that a large area of ​​skin on his chest was exposed. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said to her a little awkwardly.
Feng Ping pushed Fan Wubing away and sat on his bed, "Oh, Chen Jingchu looks so quiet, but she is not honest when sleeping. Although your bed is big, she can't help but turn around and make my body blue." As she said that, she rolled up her sleeves and asked Fan Wubing to see.
Fan Wubing glanced at Feng Ping's arm, as pink as a lotus root with peeled skin, and how could he see the traces of being crushed? It was obvious that Feng Ping wanted to find an excuse to sneak into her room.
Sure enough, Feng Ping got into Fan Wubing's quilt, wrinkled her nose and smelled it, and said to him, "It doesn't seem to be very smelly."
Fan Wubing was speechless and held it in for a long time before saying, "I don't sleep much at home, how can it smell bad?"
This is the truth. Fan Wubing spends most of his time living in a hotel. The days he goes home are really limited. And there is a dedicated person to clean up at home, so there will definitely be no situation where the bedding is not replaced in time after using it. Moreover, the new waiter has always been very diligent and smoked the bedding and clothes with lavender, so there will definitely be no odor.
However, as soon as Feng Ping occupied his bed, Fan Wubing didn't know what to do. He pushed Feng Ping and asked, "Hey, you occupied my bed, where will I sleep?"
"Sleep with me, I won't take advantage of you-" Feng Ping said with a pout, and gave in to her body, but the place left for Fan Wubing is really limited.
Chapter completed!