Song Qingyi squeezed Qi Runyun's hand, his eyes were a little blazing, "I also have an idea, maybe we can go to the kiln factory to find Lao Zheng Tou." ”

"But we'll probably have to ask a goldsmith first. This silk looks like it should have a special skill. "The Song family's glazed shop naturally has cooperative gold and silver craftsmen, and Song Qingyi thought that this was a little unbearable.

Fortunately, the two of them also picked out their things and went back to the carriage immediately.

"Will you be tired?" Before letting the coachman turn around, Song Qingyi looked at Qi Runyun and asked. It's been out for more than a long time, although there is a carriage all the way, but Song Qingyi knows that Qi Runyun has the habit of taking a lunch break, and he will always have backache recently, so he is afraid that he will not sit for a long time.

How do you think that Qi Runyun came out for a walk today, his attention was on other things, where did he feel that he was tired, but he was very energetic.

Seeing that Qi Runyun shook his head, Song Qingyi took a closer look at his expression, and saw that he was indeed not tired, so he did not go back to the house first, and went to the Song family's glass shop in the south of the city. This glazed shop is the largest of the Song family in Jincheng, and most of them deal in large glazed ornaments, and the jewelry only has some full sets of inlaid glazed heads. Recently, Song Qingyi began to learn to take care of the shop by himself, and Master Song specially recruited him to go to the study to see several shopkeepers of the old shop, including this one.

The shopkeeper's surname is Pu, because of a big set of attractive ears, he is often ridiculed, and because of his business methods, people around him always say that he attracts wind and ears and attracts wealth, so there is a nickname called Puer Cai, Song Qingyi couldn't help but laugh when he first heard it, he knew that his father had a similar name for the best kind of black tea. I was bored on the road, but I talked about this person with my own Zhengjun, so I couldn't help but say this nickname again, and I unexpectedly gained Qi Runyun with a light smile.

Song Qingyi's gaze fell straight on the fleeting hook at the corner of his Zhengjun's mouth, and he couldn't control his mouth again and began to tease him again: "Madam, you should smile more, it looks like the moon and the breeze are always suffocated by you." ”

As soon as Song Qingyi's words came out, Qi Runyun became even more restrained, and his expression was blank for a while before he spit out a sentence: "What nonsense is a young man and an old man, he is obviously older than you." ”

Seeing that Qi Runyun couldn't react, Song Qingyi smiled in his heart. Although his own Zhengjun is many years older than him, because he has lived in Xili Yuan for a long time, although he is well-read, he has few interactions, which makes him look quiet and soft; And because of the family since childhood to learn skills, the age of enlightenment is young, but two years old there is a Xixi, up to the age of four was sent to the Mongolian Pavilion every afternoon, six years old with Liuguang, Guan Bi went to the academy, originally according to the rules of the Song family, eight years old when home to practice skills seriously. As a result, the Song family came out of him as a rebellious person, and he stayed in the academy until he finished the children's examination at the age of twelve, and took his subordinates to study in the name of the beautiful name, but in fact, it was just to see that what was said in the book was very interesting, to increase his knowledge, and when he returned to the fourteenth year, he went to the academy to prepare for the exam, and it was at that time that he met his sister. After that, he often returned home for the sake of his sister. Compared with his own experience, his own Zhengjun is far behind, not to mention the age and experience before his rebirth, Song Qingyi has never felt that he is younger than Qi Runyun.

In his eyes, his own Zhengjun, who is not good at words, sometimes has some real youthful temperament. Of course, he didn't dare to say this to his face, it was okay to be annoyed and ashamed, but it would not be beautiful to be angry.

When I arrived at the glass shop, I told the shopkeeper why I came, and when I saw the shopkeeper groaning, I remembered and added: "The shopkeeper Pu can make it clear that we won't ask about things that are too confidential, and we just need to know some common skills in the industry." "Tired's craftsmanship naturally has some unique skills, but Song Qingyi's purpose is not really this, he only needs to know some principles, ordinary know-how.

The shopkeeper saw that the young owner said this, and said very simply that there were a few gold jewelry masters in the shop, and then asked the man to invite one.

When the master came over, Song Qingyi inquired about the ordinary production method of tired silk, and realized that there was still a necessary "pile of ash" procedure to make the gold silk on the jewelry stacked on top of each other, and it was gorgeous and abnormal. The so-called "pile of ash" is to grind the charcoal into fine powder, mix it with the mucus soaked in white grass as plastic, and shape it into the image of the person or beast to be made, and then carry out the filament on it, weld it with solder, and then put it in the fire to burn the charcoal mold inside, that is, the finished product with a hollow and delicate body.

Song Qingyi and Qi Runyun glanced at each other, and sure enough, there were still many things to solve.

The two thanked the shopkeeper and the master before getting back into the carriage, planning to go home first.

"I don't know if this 'pile of ash' can be copied directly, the difference between gold and silver utensils and grass ash is relatively large, and the furnace temperature of the same fire has different effects on them, which is the reason for the success of the ash pile. Glass is a stone, and I don't know whether it will be or not. And the filigree is so delicate, the production method of the glass is much more clumsy. Song Qingyi thought about the idea he had just thought of, if the previously fired "Qilin Riding Clouds" used this method to concoct the decoration of the surface, it would be even more beautiful than the previous finished product.

However, it is obvious that Qi Runyun and his thoughts are not in the same direction, and the pair of flowers and silk golden hairpins in his hand are not put into the box, but are still pinched in his hands and rubbed slowly. After listening to Song Qingyi's words, he nodded and shook his head: "Indeed, but it doesn't need to be so fine, I think about the practice of the glazed lion, if each ring is a color, or those protrusions of the glazed lion are burned into juice and then wrapped on the dragonfly eye." This was what he thought when he saw the silk, and at that time he knew that the glass could not pull such a fine silk, but more because of the layers of mountains on the hairpin.

Song Qingyi was a little stunned when he heard his own Zhengjun's words, because he felt that this statement seemed to have a better chance of success, and it was better to be realistic, but he didn't want to give up the idea of Lesi. At the moment, I decided to go to a kiln factory outside the city, and these ideas can only be realized if I try them.

turned to look at Qi Runyun, but saw someone leaning on his waist frowning and rubbing his waist: "What's wrong?" Hurriedly sat down and let people lean on him, his palm against his waist and then vomited and rubbed, Song Qingyi knew that it must be an afternoon without rest, and his regular body protested. After all, this person has often had waist and abdominal discomfort since he was pregnant, and he was mostly sitting at the end of this day, and he had not seen fatigue before, so he came together at this time.

"I'll ask Liuguang and Si Nian to send you back...... Forget it, I'll accompany you back to the house first, if you want to go, let's rest for the night, go tomorrow morning, and go back to the house in the afternoon to let you rest. Halfway through the words, Song Qingyi frowned when he saw Qi Runyun, knowing that this person must want to go to the kiln factory together to try his ideas, but today has already come out for a day, and these conjectures in his mind are not in a hurry, and they will be in time tomorrow.

Qi Runyun saw that Song Qingyi said that he wanted to go back to the house with him without thinking about it, and at the moment he felt that the point in his heart just now was a little unreasonable because he couldn't make the trip, after all, he was first of all the man's wife, and he wanted to get pregnant and give birth to a child for him, but he began to disregard his body, which was not quite right. Thinking of this, Qi Runyun pulled Song Qingyi, who was seriously pressing his lower back.

Feeling the placket of the clothes that he was leaning on, Song Qingyi asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Let Liuguang and Si Nian send me back, it's still early, it's still too late for you to go to the kiln factory." Although he regretted that he couldn't realize those thoughts in the first place, Qi Runyun still pushed people to let him go first. In fact, the current days are in the past and he can't imagine.

Originally...... From the first time he heard about Luo Xingjuan, he was ready to be abandoned in his heart, who would have thought that he would wake up in the cave room overnight and have the life he has now. has his own shop to take care of, free access to and out, will not only be completely raised as a backyard wife and concubine, at least now he is still an ambitious man!

"Don't, it's not bad for a while, your waist is uncomfortable, there is no place in the carriage except for a few waist supports, and they are guilty of sending you back this way. I'm a little tired after a day of running, so I might as well go home with you, and by the way, sort out the important things, and I can stay in the mountains for a day tomorrow. Speaking of this, Song Qingyi remembered one thing and reminded himself to remember it for a while.

Seeing that Song Qingyi was resolute, Qi Runyun didn't say anything more.

After returning to the Song Mansion and giving their parents, the two of them went back to Chengmoxuan - since Luo Xingjuan left, Song Qingyi was going to Qi Runyun to move back, in his words, he didn't live in this courtyard casually in his husband, he naturally wanted to live with him. At this time, it is already summer, the weather is getting hotter, although the shade in Chengmo Xuan is good, but after the ambush, it is still a little hot, not as good as the small courtyard behind and the Qiulin Garden where he originally lived, thinking about it after a while, he simply moved to Qiulin Yuan with him, after all, the fire on the body of the person is enough, and it must be hot and dry after the ambush. Qiulin Garden leans on the living water lake that leads down from the mountain, it is cool and pleasant after summer, it is just right to move to live, and then move back to wait for production in autumn, or directly wait for birth in Qiulin Garden.

One of the two pinched a book for a lunch break, and the other was dealing with some affairs on the side, Song Qingyi occasionally raised his eyes to look at the people on the couch, and naturally a little smile appeared on his face, and then lowered his head and continued to be busy.

On the second day, as Song Qingyi said, after he got up early in the morning and got ready, he took Qi Runyun to the kiln factory on the mountain outside the city again. But this time, the situation was different, Song Qingyi asked the coachman to pay careful attention to the speed of the carriage, not to be bumpy, and it took a lot longer than before to get to the kiln factory.

Today, Qi Runyun brought Lingbao and Si Nian over, so Song Qingyi directly sent people to the courtyard to settle down. He didn't bring a little guy today, and took Qi Runyun to the stove that he had circled down before, and found a guy to call Lao Zheng Tou.

Qi Runyun was a little surprised to see a new grass reed outside the kiln, and there was a veil hanging on the sunny side of the grass reed, and there was a somewhat familiar beauty couch in the grass reed—it seemed that they lived in the small courtyard of the kiln factory before.