Seeing Jiang Ping's Zhang Chenlin's face tightened, he walked a few steps quickly to him and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" How's your body doing now? Have you been to the hospital? ”

Being asked a little inexplicably by Zhang Chenlin, Jiang Ping couldn't help but ask: "I'm fine, why do you want to go to the hospital?" ”

"And said it's okay! Recently, I often smell the smell of Chinese medicine in your room, and you are drinking the medicine and saying it's okay? Zhang Chenlin glanced at Jiang Ping with disgust, and said to him after hesitating for a moment: "It's better to go to a regular hospital to see if you are sick, if you are afraid, I will take a leave to accompany you in the afternoon!" ”

I didn't expect Zhang Chenlin to say this, Jiang Ping was also a little moved at the same time as he was surprised. After all, the two are just ordinary neighbors, and it is not easy for Zhang Chenlin to ask for leave in order to accompany Jiang Ping to see a doctor.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ping couldn't help but smile at Zhang Chenlin, and then said to her sincerely: "Thank you, you are such a kind and good girl." ”

was a little embarrassed by Jiang Ping's praise, and Zhang Chenlin's pretty face was immediately covered with a faint red cloud. However, she could also see that Jiang Ping was praising herself sincerely, so she couldn't help but feel a little proud while being shy.

Looking at Zhang Chenlin with a smile on his face, Jiang Ping explained to her seriously: "But I'm really not sick. The smell of medicine you smell is a tonic that my mother found someone to do. She said that I was too tired to prepare for the college entrance examination a while ago, so I had to make up for it. ”

"I see." Zhang Chenlin accepted Jiang Ping's explanation, but soon said with some loss: "You are really happy, you have such a family who cares about you." ”

Zhang Chenlin is not a native of Suzhou City, a young girl who is far away from her family and goes to the big city to work alone, and only she knows the taste in her heart. And what she misses most about her hometown is, of course, her family and the care from them. So after hearing that Jiang Ping's mother was looking for someone to get tonic medicine for him to eat, Zhang Chenlin would look a little lonely.

Jiang Ping didn't expect that the excuse he made casually for the medicinal bath would touch Zhang Chenlin's state of mind. It was not Jiang Ping's original intention to make such a kind girl sad, so he quickly smiled and said: "Now that we live under the same roof, we can be regarded as temporary family members, so let's care more about each other in the future!" ”

Zhang Chenlin was a little moved by Jiang Ping's words, and couldn't help but smile at him and said, "You're right, okay, I'm going back to cook, goodbye!" ”

"Goodbye!" Jiang Ping waved his hand to Zhang Chenlin, and then added seriously: "Thank you!" ”

"Nothing, goodbye!" Zhang Chenlin waved his hand to Jiang Ping with a bright face, and then went upstairs.

Seeing Zhang Chenlin's slender back disappear on the stairs, Jiang Ping smiled and muttered to himself: "She is indeed a kind and good girl, and she ...... The figure is also very good! ”

For Jiang Ping, being misunderstood by Zhang Chenlin about his illness was just a small episode. However, this little episode also made him see how kind Zhang Chenlin was, and his impression of this slender and delicate girl was better.

After returning from lunch outside, Jiang Ping took a medicinal bath according to the old rules, and at the same time waited for the chemical agent applied to the agarwood ornaments to dry thoroughly. It's the height of summer, and the chemicals are drying up quickly. By the afternoon, the chemicals were dry.

Compared with the previous time when no chemical agent was applied, the agarwood ornaments have changed significantly. There is an obvious layer of slurry on the surface, which makes this ornament a little more vicissitudes after the baptism of time. What's more, this layer of pulp is very natural, thick where it should be, thin where it should be, and most people can't see any traces of artificial aging at all.

Of course, in the eyes of connoisseurs like Jiang Ping, this agarwood ornament is not completely flawless. After all, this layer of pulp is artificially made, and there is still some difference from the natural formation. Maybe only the top experts can see the difference, but after all, there are still flaws.

In his previous life, when Jiang Ping forged antiques and fine arts, he had always been committed to the pursuit of perfection. Because of this, his forgeries have been able to deceive many experts and top collectors.

After being reborn, Jiang Ping's habit remained unchanged. Although he knew that it was very unlikely that Su Moran would see through the old agarwood ornaments, he didn't intend to let this small flaw go unattended.

Jiang Ping passed several packets of cultivated soil that he had bought in advance through the finest sieve several times, and filtered out all the impurities such as small stones in it. The culture soil is then thoroughly mixed with the finest peat, which has also been sifted, and the excess water in it is dried, resulting in a soil mixture with a fine and loose texture and very low water content. In the end, Jiang Ping also used test strips to test the pH of the soil, and finally nodded with satisfaction after determining that the pH also met his own requirements.

Jiang Ping painstakingly mixed the soil, not for planting flowers, of course, but for the final step of aging. He found a wooden barrel and put the agarwood ornament and the mixed clay into it, and completely covered the ornament with clay. Finally, Jiang Ping also carefully patted the soil to ensure that every surface of the agarwood ornament could come into contact with the soil.

The method of burying objects that need to be aged in the soil has been passed down for a long time, and almost everyone who does it does it. However, like Jiang Ping, there are strict requirements for the texture, moisture content and even pH of the soil.

The reason why Jiang Ping buried the agarwood ornaments in the soil was to remove the faint extra trace of fireworks after the ornaments were aged with chemicals. This is also the only small flaw after being old, and Jiang Ping's character will certainly not let it go.

Because the surface of agarwood is only coated with chemicals twice, the smoke and fire are not obvious. As long as it is buried in the soil for ten days and half a month, this trace of smoke and fire can be completely removed, and it can be sold to Su Moran at that time.

After doing this, Jiang Ping wiped the sweat from his forehead with satisfaction and rode home. Jiang Ping came home a little late today, and by the time he got home, his parents who had gone to work had already returned. As soon as Jiang Ping entered the house, he found that the house was full of joy, and everyone was full of happy smiles.

"I'm back." Jiang Ping, who arrived at home, habitually washed his hands first, and at the same time asked with a smile: "What's the matter today, look like someone has won five million." ”

"It's impossible to win five million!" Jiang Wei smiled and said, "But it's true that your admission notice is here!" ”

"Oh? It's already here! Not bad! Jiang Ping, who heard the news, was also very happy, and hurriedly asked his sister: "Which university am I admitted to?" ”

Zhu Yun smiled: "We haven't opened the envelope, don't we wait for you to come back and open it yourself!" ”

Jiang Jianhua handed the red envelope to his son and said, "Hurry up and open it, we are all waiting for you to announce the good news!" ”

Although I don't know which university Jiang Ping has taken, being able to receive the admission letter in the first batch means that the school he was admitted to will not be bad, so everyone is in a good mood.

Jiang Ping didn't hesitate, and immediately opened the envelope and took out the admission notice inside.

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