Now that there was no one holding him back, Tang Shiyue was in a more calm mood.
Although she is lazy all the time, in the eyes of outsiders, Fushou wine, Tangjia fruit wine, Liangpi, yuba, Yuefang... Along the way, her movements have been very fast, and now she has an apprentice who can
She was in slavery, and she stayed at home like a cat.
Tang Shiyue has never been afraid of heat, but is afraid of cold.
Now she mainly relies on a brazier for heating in the room, and at most a hand stove, which is completely useless to her. After shivering in the room for a few days, she had a whim and wanted to give the heater out.
The earliest rural home heating did not actually use any circulation pumps or even special stoves. It just used a certain slope to achieve water circulation.
Tang Shiyue stayed in the room to paint for two days, but still found it difficult. First of all, there were no pipes, valves, and water temperature gauges... Besides, coal was not widely used yet, and most people in the countryside still burned firewood. Although there was no shortage of firewood,
The heat can’t be reached either!
I could only give up in frustration.
Moreover, she also discovered that there was no cotton in Dayan Dynasty!
In fact, it is not impossible. In this era, cotton was called Baidianzi, and it was also a kind of flower.
She actually forgot that cotton was recorded as "first introduced in China during the Song and Yuan Dynasties"! It was not popularized until the early Ming Dynasty, and we have to thank Zhu Yuanzhang for this!
But fortunately, there is still silk floss in this era, which is the raw material for modern people to make silk quilts. It is light and warm, but it is very expensive.
But she is not afraid of expensive things!
So she immediately asked someone to buy a batch and wadding it thickly. Everyone in the family had one piece, and she also made a quilt for herself.
When Qi Jing arrived, she was seen wrapped in a cotton coat, with a lynx leaning on her back and another lying in front of her. She stuffed her feet under the lynx's belly and huddled up.
He was still knitting a sweater in his hands.
Qi Jing was both speechless and amused: "Is it really that cold?"
Until now, he was only wearing single clothes. He didn't sweat when it was the hottest, and he didn't shiver when it was so cold. His small waist and long legs had an extraordinarily arousing smell.
Tang Shiyue glanced at him with envy and hatred: "You are hiding something secret!"
This was what she said whenever he came here in the past two days. Qi Jing sat down with a smile, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to her: "It's not easy to pave the ground here, nor is it a fire wall, but a fire kang can be used."
If you do it, I'll ask a few craftsmen to build one for you later."
She asked: "When will you look back?"
Qi Jing laughed and thought for a while before saying: "I might not be able to come tomorrow, let's do it the day after tomorrow. I'll help you set up the base the day after tomorrow."
Tang Shiyue suddenly felt that she could still persist: "This is what you said! If you don't come the day after tomorrow, I will... I will beat you!"
Qi Jing laughed and said nothing, and Tang Shiyue said: "By the way, ask people to find out where there are Baidiezi seeds. I can harvest as many as they can and get them for me."
"Bai Diezi?" Qi Jing was a little strange and put down the tea bowl: "What do you want this for?"
Tang Shiyue said: "The output is high and cheap. It can replace silk floss."
Qi Jing frowned and thought for a while, then nodded: "I'll ask someone to inquire first. If there is one, I'll collect it for you."
"Well," she nodded, "Actually, if you have any strange seeds that you haven't seen before, you can buy some and try them. Who knows what good things will grow."
Qi Xiaolang looked at her and nodded: "Yes."
She saw him asking for everything, so she stretched out her hand in a flattering and proud manner: "I want to drink tea!"
He poured a cup of tea, came over and put it in her hand. She held it in both hands and drank. He just stood there until she finished drinking. He took it and threw it back on the table, asking: "What else?"
What do you want?"
His action of throwing tea made her so handsome, so Tang Shiyue teased him with a crooked look: "I want two more Qi Xiaolangs! One is working outside, and the other is talking to me at home."
Qi Jing looked at her for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and lightly tapped her forehead: "If you want me to be home, just say so."
She smiled and asked, "You're here right now?"
He was silent for a while: "You can stay as long as possible."
Then he sat down by the bed, looking extremely calm.
I have never seen such a person, sitting with her back to others while chatting, but looking at the table several steps away, Tang Shiyue felt that she understood.
Compared with her swaying around, Qi Xiaolang's back is really straight all the time, his hands are on his knees, and he is upright... This strict rule of abstinence and sexual style is really attractive.
He is very attractive and flirtatious, and this is the most charming and charming thing about him.
She couldn't help it, so she reached out her hand from under the lynx's belly and quietly poked him on the back.
He tilted his head and asked, "Huh?"
She looked innocent: "What's wrong? What happened?"
He didn't say anything, turned back, and then she poked him again. He turned back helplessly, and she scolded the lynx: "Why are you like this, Daoguang? How could you do anything? It's outrageous!"
Qi Xiaolang looked at her without saying anything. When she poked her again, he quickly backhanded her and grabbed her hand.
She made a low noise, and Qi Xiaolang somehow turned his wrist, then turned back, with a smile on his lips, and softly scolded: "Naughty again!"
She touched the thin calluses on his hands for sword practice, and couldn't help but open his hands and take a look.
His hands were slender and beautiful, smooth and elegant. At first glance, they looked like the legendary piano-playing hands...but the palms of their hands were dry and rough, with yellowish calluses, making them thin and weak.
She looked over and over for a long time, and her heart was filled with the fascinating feeling that "he has been working hard when she couldn't see it."
When he raised his head, he was looking at her quietly.
The surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, and she felt a little panicked for some reason. Although she thought it was a trivial situation with nothing to panic about, she was so panicked that her face started to get hot.
He just looked at her quietly.
She flirted with him every day, smiling like a little fox, but now her face was red and she didn't dare to look at him...
He laughed softly, tightened his fingers and held her hand.
He called her: "Ayue?"
She was so panicked: "Huh?"
She thought that if he wanted to kiss her, she would never agree...but she couldn't beat him!
But he didn't say anything, he just held her hand tightly, as if just holding her hand was enough.
Both of them were silent for a while, and the air was filled with pink bubbles.
At this moment, someone outside suddenly said: "Sister! Sister!"
The two separated quickly.
When Xiao Yao'er came in, Tang Shiyue was still sitting on the couch, hugging the lynx to the left and right, while Qi Jing stood upright by the wall a few steps away, with his hands behind his back, looking at the wall very seriously.
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Xiao Yaoer said: "Sister! Master asked you to come over."
"Huh?" Tang Shiyue got out of bed and put on his shoes with a calm look on his face: "What do you want me to do?"
Xiao Yao'er was also wearing a small cotton-padded robe. Like a young adult, she said seriously: "Master, a friend has come and said that he invited the master for you."
"Oh!" Tang Shiyue understood and went over with Qi Jing.
There were two carriages parked in Xu's house. Xu Wenqu was talking to someone when he heard the voice and turned around.
This man looked to be in his thirties, wearing a blue quilted robe, with his right arm empty and the sleeves tied around his waist. However, his eyes were clear and clear, without any sign of decadence. When he saw the two of them, he smiled and said: "
This must be Miss Tang." He bent down slightly and said, "My surname is Xia, my given name is Mo, my courtesy name is Yuhui."
Tang Shiyue smiled and saluted: "Little girl Tang Shiyue, he is praying. Mr. Xia is polite." (To be continued)