"What are you doing. Editor-in-Chief Zhong's brows furrowed, "Du Heng, I really want to talk about you, what knot can't be untied, do you have to hide like this, do you have to hide for a lifetime?"

"Editor-in-chief, I wrote this article just to contribute to Cheng Yuejin's participation in the World Expo. That is not only the honor and disgrace of the individual, but also the honor and disgrace of the nation, and in today's world, there are too few things we can show our hands on. It should not be that even our silk, which has been glorious for thousands of years, has been reduced to defeat. It's my responsibility, and as for the rest, I don't want to provoke him, and I don't want to see him. Du Heng's tone was very calm, and his face against the light cheongsam was as smooth as the surface of a lake.

Editor-in-Chief Zhong looked at the thin and weak girl in front of him, and his heart was a little shocked. Who said that women have long hair and short knowledge, and who said that only women and villains are difficult to raise? Women have arrogance and are not inferior to men. Editor-in-Chief Zhong slowly drank coffee and asked, "Then where are you going to go when you resign?"

"The world is so big that there is no place for it. Du Heng looked at Editor-in-Chief Zhong and smiled faintly.

Editor-in-Chief Zhong had a smile on his lips: "I remember my unintentional words by you." Don't be rash, women are not as good as men, they can be their home all over the world. After a pause, he said, "Are you still in Peking or in Shanghai?"

Du Heng thought for a moment and replied, "Beiping." She herself can't tell why she is still willing to stay in Beiping, maybe there is too much separation between him and her, his strong mother, delicate concubine, and young son, they are more like a complete home, and she faces the impregnable home, which has completely no place to stay. Only if you are far away, there will be no heart-wrenching pain, and only in Beiping can there be only memories of him and her.

What's more, according to her understanding of Zhao Shinan, he would definitely not think that she would use the same trick twice. Peking is also relatively the safest.

"Since you're in Beiping, let's do it, I have a friend who runs a bookstore, you can go to him first to do proofreading, or editing, find a place to settle down first, and then change if you have a good place. Editor-in-chief Zhong has been in Beiping for many years, and naturally has a lot of friends, and he sincerely admires this thin Jiangnan woman.

"Thank you, editor-in-chief. Du Heng smiled at Editor-in-Chief Zhong, but his gaze drifted far away.

Editor-in-Chief Zhong hesitated for a moment and said: "I still want to mention the matter of the World Exposition, but you have really decided not to go? In addition to the government-run chartered ships, there are also private merchant ships, if you want to go, you can also take a merchant ship to go there, so that there will only be records when entering and exiting the customs, and you will not be able to find it on the government-run list." Editor-in-Chief Zhong seems to be able to understand Du Heng's mood a little, it's not that she doesn't want to go, but she just takes the official ship over, and the personnel are fixed and checkable, and it is too easy to be found.

Du Heng was shocked when he heard Editor-in-Chief Zhong's words and asked, "There are still merchant ships?" After speaking, he lowered his head and groaned: "I'll think about it again." ”

"Okay, if you need it, you can find me, I think I can find a way to get a ticket. Editor-in-Chief Zhong generously extended a helping hand again. Du Heng nodded in response.

Zhao Shinan returned to Yangzhou City, the whole person seemed to be reborn, no longer drunk all day long, the gloomy clouds between his eyebrows were gone, and his steps were brisk, and he returned to the heroic figure five years ago, but the body that was hollowed out before was occasionally a little powerless.

Mrs. Zhao saw it in her eyes and was happy in her heart, thinking that she had been blessed by the Buddha by praying to God and Buddha every day, and returned the refreshed son to her.

And in Poria's heart, there is a faint sense that Zhao Shinan can make Zhao Shinan so brisk, but I am afraid that there will be nothing else except for Du Heng's news. Thinking about some hidden worries in her heart, she was afraid that Du Heng would come back, although her life was a little lonely now, she was also stable, but if Du Heng came back, Zhao Shinan had only one Du Heng in her heart, and she was even more neglected, not to mention, in case Zhao Shinan wanted to hand over Siheng to Du Heng to raise, then the rest of her life would be over. After all, Du Heng is a wife, and it is reasonable to raise the children of the concubine. Thinking of this, Poria is a cold sweat every night.

Zhao Shinan's Cheng Yuejin resumed production, the machines of the silk reeling factory flew up, wisps of silk threads flew back and forth, the printing and dyeing factory stayed awake all night, and bundles of colorful silk threads were shining; the looms of the weaving factory were pulling, and the colorful silk was woven out like clouds. Zhao Shinan deliberately drew on some technological changes that have taken place in the silk industry in the past five years and made timely adjustments.

Silk brocade, silk is expensive and smooth, brocade is gorgeous. Needless to say, the color of Cheng Yuejin is bright. On this day, Zhao Shinan walked through the brocade, rubbing the brocade hanging on the shelf, and suddenly frowned, the biggest feature of Cheng Yuejin is that it has five colors, but this brocade is only a simple dark blue.

Zhao Shinan was continuing to look at it, a very young man carried a bucket of water through, did not see Zhao Shinan standing at the end of the brocade, and directly bumped into it, and hit Zhao Shinan dragging the brocade and shaking, the brocade was torn off, the person fell to the ground, the water in the bucket was spilled all over the ground, and the brocade that was dragged down was naturally soaked in water.

The subordinate was so frightened that he trembled: "Young master, I'm sorry, I didn't see -------" If it was before, Zhao Shinan's temper would probably be taken care of. But recently, his mood was not ordinarily good, and he smiled and waved his hand: "It's okay, just weave it again." ”

The subordinate hurriedly nodded with the bucket and Shane, who was waisted, and ran away. Other subordinates next to him came over and put the wet brocade on the sundries on the side, and were busy sweeping the water on the ground, Zhao Shinan turned around and entered the weaving room, looking back and forth.

Passing by again in the afternoon, Zhao Shinan glanced at it unintentionally, and found that the brocade that had been put on the sundries in the morning had not been thrown away, and was still there, probably because the next person had forgotten it for a while. Zhao Shinan touched it casually, but couldn't help but stop. couldn't help but rub it carefully, couldn't help but light up in his eyes, and called the steward.

"Who dyed this brocade? Call him to me and ask him. Zhao Shinan looked slightly excited.

"Young Master Hui, it's Master Ji. The steward's heart was a little uncertain, his feelings were dyed, and he hurriedly called Master Ji from the dyeing workshop.

Not long after, Master Ji came over, he was the master of the Zhao family's dyeing workshop, the techniques and techniques were very stable, and the entire dyeing workshop operation relied on him to guide. Seeing Zhao Shinan looking for it, he was also a little apprehensive: "Young master, but what's wrong with the brocade?"

Zhao Shinan ordered someone to take out the brocade that had been wet in the morning, put it in front of Master He Ji, who was in charge, and said: "Look at the weather today, it is a rare big sun, this brocade is wet and exposed, but the color has not changed at all. It's a dark blue. ”

Silk fabrics, dark colors are the most difficult, dyed easy to fade. Especially when it is drenched in water and exposed to the sun, the color is very easy to fade. Fortunately, the climate in the south of the Yangtze River is warm, and the people who buy silk are not only careful when wearing it, but also dry it in the shade after washing, and no one dares to put it in the sun.

"And you still feel smooth to the touch. Zhao Shinan's eyes were a little happy, "What accessories did you add to the brocade this time?"

Master Ji knew that it was not a bad thing, so he breathed a sigh of relief, but he was immediately nervous by Zhao Shinan's words, he couldn't answer this question, the dyeing things, the procedures, are all the same as usual, nothing special. couldn't help frowning slightly: "No, it's still the old rules." ”

"Master Ji, think about it, if there is anything missing, replace it with something else, or add more or less. The steward reminded him from the side.

Master Ji thought about it repeatedly, a little bit of memory, and suddenly slapped his thigh: "Two days ago, when there was a pot of cooking ingredients, when the new apprentice put the flowers and leaves of Aoki, he put the tea leaves in a daze. But the pot came out?"

Zhao Shinan nodded lightly: "What you said makes sense. There is also no multicolored luster on this brocade. According to you, also in the past. ”

The steward and Master Ji both wiped the cold sweat on their heads, the young master's temper really became very good, and he didn't scold them for not dyeing them first, but found new benefits.

Zhao Shinan's eyes were shining, and he commanded: "Try a pot today, add both flower leaves and green wood leaves, and add the same amount of tea leaves, and ask for green tea." ”

"Okay, let's go down here. The steward's order was taken and Master Ji retreated.

Zhao Shinan's heart rose with a trace of expectation, and he had been making silk for half his life, but the more he did it, the more interesting it became. Every bit of progress, every bit of improvement, comes by chance and wonderfully, as if it is the favor of God, and one can always find one chance or another. Thinking of this, Zhao Shinan's chest was full of talent and opportunity.

It's just that he didn't think that the opportunity is also for those who are prepared, although it is a coincidence, but he is also careful and focused, otherwise he will pass by the brocade that should be thrown, how can there be this discovery?

Master Ji boiled three pots of that dyes, and the proportion of tea leaves was half of that of the leaves of the flowers and green wood, compared with the same period last year, and twice as much, and when Zhao Shinan came to the factory again the next morning, the silk in front of him was glowing with the same dark blue and colorful luster. It's just that the dye with twice the tea leaves added at the end is too heavy to color, and the colorful luster can't be seen.

Zhao Shinan ordered people to soak the first two batches of silk in water and put it in the sun, and in the afternoon, the color of the year-on-year was slightly stronger than half of the same, but half of the year-on-year felt smoother.

Zhao Shinan weighed it and said in a deep voice: "The amount of tea is reduced by half." The two are mutually reinforcing, and Zhao Shinan chose a more important feel.

That night, Zhao Shinan did not go back to his old house in Yangzhou, but quietly watched the hot dyeing in the dyeing workshop, and his thoughts seemed to return to many years ago, the night when the two stood and waited for the brocade, and the night when everyone celebrated together, laughed and drank. But now, no one waited with him all night, only his own figure.