Is this considered a warm heart!

Cheng Zi was very excited, of course, he would not deliberately hide his excitement. A man's admiration for a woman may be a little shameless, but a man's love for his wife is just the most straightforward way to express his heart. Cheng Zijing may not have the unruly boldness of a Tang man, but he has his own charm, he never hides his 'ambition' for Nuan Nuan, in his heart, Nuan Nuan is his little wife! In his life, he will only have one wife, Nuan Nuan.

"There are many technical advantages of flat cocoons, and you can always see that there are no impurities, fluffy and odorless." Wu Nuandong raised his hand and pointed to the desk, and Cheng Zijing immediately stepped forward to sharpen the ink.

Stained with ink, she waved her pen to write down the recipe. A large, slender bronze hand pressed against the back of her hand, stopping her movements.

Wu Nuandong tilted his head in puzzlement, just saw the young man's handsome chin and slender neck, thirteen years old has a height of one meter seven, his facial features are cold and clean, his eyes are clear and clear, and he has long lost the depression and cowardice of the beginning, and it is full of her.

Wu Nuandong pursed his lips, "What's wrong?" ”

"I don't want the secret recipe for warmth." Cheng Zijing took the pen and smiled, "I want to still cooperate with Nuan Nuan!" ”

In the past, the share of Taihelou and the cloth workshop was a small profit, basically a fraction of the income earned by the shop she opened, and Wu Nuandong never took the share with the Cheng family seriously. However, the business of the Liang Zhen family is all over the place, and it has already been carried out overwhelmingly in the north, of course, because of the problems in the northern region, the supermarket is obviously divided into the peak season and the off-season, in fact, Wu Nuandong knows that the winter greenhouse technology can make the four seasons of the supermarket do not need to be so distinct, but she does not think that she will cooperate with the Liang family for a long time, businessmen are more important than interests, and it is correct and rational to occasionally hide clumsy.

Liang Zhen's share of what she gave her was considerable, after all, his family was rich, and it would be much more convenient to start a business than Cheng Zijing.

"How?" She asked. I have to admire the rapid growth of the teenager, with a wide back and narrow waist, a slender figure but not rough, like an eagle in the night, cold and arrogant, lonely, and independent. His sword-like eyebrows rose slightly rebelliously, although the outline of his facial features was not exquisite and beautiful, but it was clear and deep, sharp as a knife, and because of the slender and long, there was a smile in his thin eyes, turning the cold hardness that could not be approached into a touch of handsomeness, and when looking at someone, it seemed that there was an iceberg that had been ground into the illusion of finger wrapping by this person.

On the whole, with a cold appearance and a gentle heart, such a teenager with contradictory traits should attract the attention of women in the future.

"Five-five." Cheng Zijing took the pen and wrote the divided structure on rice paper, "Silkworm raising, silk reeling, and weaving are completed by you, and dyeing, garment-making, and sales are completed by me." ”

"Do you have a secret recipe for dyeing cloth?" Wu Nuandong asked in surprise. Dyeing cloth from the dye to the water temperature has strict requirements, one point difference, the dyed cloth may not be suitable for color, the fabric is not durable, all kinds of indications, dyed cloth is not want to dye can be dyed. Generally, there is a special dyeing workshop for dyeing cloth, and the finished cloth and ready-to-wear are separate shops, and the two are independent. Datang has never had an integrated store, and I didn't expect Cheng Zijing to have such a leading consciousness. The consciousness is good, but it is difficult to accomplish.

"I've ordered people to try it for half a year, but the color is always unsatisfactory, and the fabric is either nitrate or too hard." Cheng Zijing didn't hide it, frowned and said: "I told Cheng Bo to pay attention to whether there is a poorly run dyeing workshop, if there is, directly take it down, and bring their master, although it costs a lot, it is also safe." "The Cheng family signed a contract with several small dyeing mills, which was signed every three years, and now it is just time to renew the contract. It would be best if you could get a dyeing shop before then.

There must have been a codex or book on dyed cloth in the bamboo house, and Wu Nuandong once found two thin pieces of paper, but the method of melting gold and smelting was written in them.

Alchemy is the industry of the Son of Heaven, Wu Nuandong didn't dare to buy mines and dig into mining at will, so that recipe could only be abandoned in the bamboo house, but dyeing cloth was different, she needed to go back and find it.

"Don't worry, wait for my news!" Wu Nuandong comforted, being able to buy a dyeing workshop saves the trouble of buying land to build a factory, but the secret recipe may not even know the master, and the score is in the hands of the master, whether people sell it or not is one thing, and how much money is another.

Cheng Zijing's eyebrows were as tender as water, and he was just about to say something, when he heard the little girl outside running to the door of the study, knocking on the door and shouting, "Young master, Old Man Wu is in a hurry to find a girl, let the girl hurry up and go to the Li family, something happened to the Li family!" ”

Cheng Zijing pursed his lips, since he had a fight with Li Yin, he basically hadn't seen him, plus he would basically go to school in Lingshan, and most of the time after he came back, he was looking for Nuan Nuan to come to play at home, and he didn't know the situation of the Li family at all. Thinking about it, he still didn't want Nuan Nuan to go to Li's house alone.

"I'll go with you!"

Wu Nuandong glanced at him in surprise, she shouted very urgently outside the door, she didn't delve into Cheng Zijing's thoughts, nodded, she already had some eyebrows in her heart, and turned around to go back to her house to get the medicine box first.

Cheng Zijing followed behind her, and seeing that she was methodical, he thought that he had already understood what was going on in the Li family. The thin lips pursed tighter, and before I knew it, Nuan Nuan was already so close to the Li family?

He heard that Grandpa Li and Grandpa Wu were old, and he also heard that Li Yin was not easy to get along with, so he thought ...... thought that according to Nuan Nuan's not so active character, he might not be able to speak a few words with Li Yin for the rest of his life......

Cheng Zijing was scared, and followed behind Wu Nuandong in half a step. Seeing that she walked into Li's house with familiarity, found a clean bowl from the kitchen, and called Li Yin to come out to light the fire, it was as if she was in her own home, and he ...... It's a complete stranger.

"How many times has Grandpa Li been sick?" Wu Nuandong poured the bamboo pot of water into the bowl and threw the ginseng in the medicine box to Li Yin and asked him to slice it.

Li Yin frowned, the fire under his hands kept burning, slicing, boiling water, it looked the same as usual, if it weren't for the thin white teeth biting the red and tender lips and almost biting the blood, the already white cheeks were even more white and bloodless, and it was really impossible to see the worry from his gloomy look. He chopped the ginseng into pieces fiercely, and didn't even let go of his beard, "He told me that he hadn't done it once, not once!" Li Yin really regretted it, why did he listen to his grandfather and be a good child, why did he go to school in the town. He didn't even know how many times his grandfather had been sick, he didn't know anything!

Wu Nuandong didn't convince anything, Old Man Li was actually not sick, his body was too weak, the so-called illness was just that the body's function had reached its limit, and it naturally came to an end, just let Wu Nuandong use a series of informal means to forcibly pull him back from the underworld. (To be continued.) )