I don’t know whether it was due to martial arts training or because of my young body. Yan Bing and Lingyue fought for a day and a night, but they still felt full of energy and energy. When they walked out of the room hand in hand, in addition to feeling that the sun was particularly dazzling.
, I didn’t feel any other strangeness.
"You two have figured it out! I thought you didn't want to eat!" The two dishes that the senior brother just picked up were quickly put back on the table, and he mocked with a wicked smile: "You two have worked hard and done well."
, after a hard day, the food is cold, do you need me to heat it up for you?"
Lingyue was relatively thin-skinned, so she couldn't stand it when she heard such joking remarks. She quickly let go of Yan Bing's hand and said, "No need," then found a chair to sit down and started serving food.
But Yan Bing never took advantage of his words, and directly opened his mouth to reply: "Actually, it's not too tiring. The specifics...you will know when you find a wife, senior brother! After all, this matter can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words!"
Big! Master! Brother!!”
After saying that, he pulled up a chair and sat next to Ling Yue. He took the rice from her, picked up his chopsticks and started eating, completely ignoring Feng Chen who was speechless.
"Just talking about your words! Brother, I think you and Xue Kui are a better match!" Feng Chen thought for a long time, and finally could only use these words to disgust Yan Bing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he said it, Ling was the first to glare at him.
moon.
Suddenly realizing that he had said the wrong thing, he quickly smiled apologetically at Lingyue and said, "I didn't mean that! You two are the best match! The best match!! Haha!" After saying that, he raised his hand and picked up the table.
He took two empty plates and ran back to the kitchen as if he was running away.
Yan Bing patted Lingyue's back to comfort her, and put a few pieces of meat into her bowl, which diverted her glare from Feng Chen.
The two of them had almost eaten. Lingyue yawned, leaned on Yan Bing's shoulder, and said in a teasing tone: "Madam, my husband is a little tired, how about you accompany me to bed?"
Yan Bing chewed the food in his mouth quickly, swallowed it, and said with a slight smile: "I'm afraid if I go... you won't be able to sleep!"
After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, wiping her mouth, a princess picked up Lingyue and carried her to the room. She gently placed her on the bed, kissed her forehead, covered her with the quilt, and said softly: "I
I've been sick and resting in the past few days. I haven't been to Yingxianyuan for three or four days. I have to go there today. You can go to bed first, I'll be back in a while."
Lingyue nodded, opened her hands, and asked for a hug before letting Yan Bing leave.
After closing the door, Yan Bing strode towards the courtyard gate, but there was already an extra person at the courtyard door...
Yan Bing was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then stepped forward to greet him.
After all, we will all be in the same courtyard from now on. I can't hide from the first grade of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth grade. Sooner or later, I will have to face it.
"Senior sister? Why are you on duty today?" Yan Bing joked with a natural smile.
Xue Kui put her hands on her chest, returned the smile and replied: "Aren't you afraid that Junior Sister will become a habit of hiding from me in the future? So Senior Sister must help Junior Sister restrain herself first, otherwise everyone will be embarrassed in the yard in the future."
Ha!? He actually thought of me together...
Yan Bing glanced at Xue Kui's slightly red and swollen eyes, but it was not easy to mention them. He just pretended to be stupid and said blankly: "How can you and my fellow sisters be embarrassed? Mainly because of my junior sister's wife's temperament
I'm a little impatient. From now on, everyone will look down without looking up. I hope senior sister can be more considerate and don't create any resentment."
When Xue Kui heard this, she sneered "ha", turned her head to one side, looked at the flow of people on the street, and said slowly: "You haven't even bowed down yet, so why are you calling me my wife? Don't forget, I have a soul."
Yue is the daughter of Baolong Pavilion! Have you figured out how to meet your father-in-law and mother-in-law in the future? Just call me wife? And that old man Li, just don’t get punched to death!! You still want me
Immodest!? So what if I am immodest!!!"
As the words went on, Xue Kui became more and more excited, and by the end, it had completely turned into a roar.
As soon as she finished speaking, Xue Kui raised her arm, wiped the tears that came out of her eyes, turned around and ran away, and soon heard a huge bang on the door...
He should have gone back home.
Yan Bing looked at the direction Xue Kui left and curled his lips.
Not to mention...I really didn't expect this level...
The granddaughter of the Pavilion Master of Baolong Pavilion... If the rumor is really spread and reaches the ears of Old Man Li, what will be his attitude and how will he deal with this fate...?
Maybe it's really possible to beat me half to death first, and then go to my master to challenge me for a year and a half... Then my alliance strategy will be useless!?
Yan Bing shook his head and gritted his teeth.
Damn it! I was a little too impulsive! But I don’t regret it! Just take it one step at a time!
Thinking of this, he put his hands behind his back, performed Qing Gong, and flew towards Yingxianyuan.
But after only a few steps, I couldn't stand it any longer, so I jumped back from the roof back to the street.
The reason is that when the movement is small, I don't feel much. When the movement is large, the pain comes from the heart...so I have no choice but to walk on the ground.
After you go back, you must tell Lingyue to be gentle...fuck...it hurts so much.
But along with this pain, I remembered the fragrant scene of Ling Yue again, and unconsciously, my face turned red, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.
After walking out of the south gate, he nodded to a few guards who saluted him. After walking for a while, Yingxian Academy was already in front of him.
Yan Bing arrived at the teaching area, went directly to the room where they usually held discussions, called someone to summon Supervisor Fang, then turned around, walked to the chair, swallowed, and sat down gently, gently.
Ah...fortunately...it doesn't hurt as much as I thought.
Isn’t that right? Why do I feel like I have hemorrhoids?
What an exaggeration!
Natural, more natural!
While thinking about it, he raised his legs. A burst of pain came immediately, and he quickly lowered his legs obediently...
"Dong Guo..." Old Fang bowed to the ground after entering the door.
Yan Bing was just about to get up and help him, but he was afraid of the embarrassment of sitting down for a while, so he quickly pointed to the chair beside him and said, "You're welcome, Director Fang. Come, sit down and chat."
Lao Fang was slightly startled, but after all, he was old, so he was naturally happy to do so. After saying some polite words, he lifted up his robe and sat down.
"How is the production of Liuli? Yes, there is a mirror! Do you have the finished product?" In fact, the latter is the main reason why Yan Bing is so anxious to make this trip. She wants to give Lingyue a surprise.
The materials for making glass have all been prepared by Yan Bing before, so there is no need to say more.
As for the main materials for making mirrors, tin and mercury, they can be purchased everywhere, so the finished product should already be available.
Upon hearing this, Director Fang smiled happily, raised his hands to Yan Bing and said, "When Ding Guogong mentioned this, I couldn't help but feel more admiration! All along, colored glaze was introduced to our Central Plains from the Western Regions via the sand merchant road.
A gadget as big as the palm of your hand, I don’t know how many silks it cost us! Now, after some teachings from Ding Guogong, we have actually made colored glaze that far exceeds that of the extravaganza! You really call us Liang Guo craftsmen, don’t you like it?
Self-victory!!”
Yan Bing smiled and nodded, but this was not the focus of her concern at the moment, so she continued to ask: "What about the mirror? Is there a finished product?"
Only then did Lao Fang understand the main purpose of Ding Guogong's visit, and he quickly said with a smile: "Yes! Yes! However, most of the primers have not been completely dried. If they are finished products, there are only three of them that were originally trial-produced."
Damn, talking about this mirror! I admire it even more! Such a magical object..."
Yan Bing quickly raised her hand to stop Lao Fang's chatter. She didn't want to hear what he said next, nor was she interested in hearing it.
"Pick the smoothest and best finished product and show it to your father-in-law."
When Lao Fang heard this, he was stunned...and asked with a confused look on his face: "Here?"
Yan Bing was also stunned, nodded, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong here...?"
Lao Fang turned his head and looked at the door, then stood up and raised his hand to gesture... turned around and said with an embarrassed look: "The door of this room is too small... I'm afraid I can't get in..."
"What!!!???" Yan Bing got excited, slapped the table and stood up suddenly. A sudden burst of heartbreaking pain made her expression change...
When Lao Fang saw that Duke Dingguo's face was pale with anger, he thought he had caused a big trouble, so he quickly knelt down on the ground with a "gudong" sound and asked in a panic: "Dong Guo, please calm down. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
I don’t know... I did something wrong that actually angered Duke Ding, and I would like to ask Duke Ding to make it clear... to give me a chance to correct myself..."
Yan Bing calmed down for a while before the pain gradually subsided. He looked at Lao Fang kneeling on the ground and said slowly with a smile: "No, no, Director Fang misunderstood. My father-in-law just... just marveled at our heroes.
The craftsmanship of the craftsmen of the hospital... is really superb..."
This is the truth...
Even Yan Bing's previous motherland was only able to produce finished glass products that were larger than the door of this house only in the early stages of reform and opening up. She never expected that these ancient craftsmen could actually make glass products that were even cruder than that era.
The equipment was actually built, how could this not shock her!?
How perverted are these craftsmen that Zeng Ke helped me select!!?
Lao Fang, who was kneeling on the ground, roughly understood at this moment that he had made a mistake, so he stood up slowly, smiled awkwardly at Yan Bing, and said, "Dong Dingguo is so ridiculous. We all rely on this."
A person who has lived for decades by mastering the skills of his hands cannot take it seriously if he says he is superb, because there is no other person but a person who is familiar with his hands."
Hearing this familiar barrage phrase, Yan Bing smiled. After all, only this group of craftsmen were the most qualified to say this.
She is even a little curious now, where is the limit of the "familiarity" of these craftsmen...
It seems necessary to come up with something more difficult and test it...