Chapter 8 The Glass Bottle
When Chu Xingze saw An Lan Seeing that a person suddenly appeared next to him, and he could be so calm, he couldn't help but appreciate her more in his heart.
After a while, a pair of craftsmen came over quickly.
An Lan carefully explained his thoughts to them, and the eyes of the group of people lit up instantly after hearing it.
"Princess, you are simply a genius." An elderly craftsman couldn't help but say.
An Lan waved his hand modestly, and said with some disapproval: "It's not that I'm talented, but this kind of thing, no one has studied it before." If someone had done it, they might have done better than me. ”
When those craftsmen heard An Lan say this, they had a good impression of her in their hearts.
The craftsmen crouched together for a while, then immediately began to work, and in a few moments a wheelchair was transformed.
An Lan also sat on it with great interest and tried it, and it felt very good, no worse than those wheelchairs made in modern times, it was really a lot of wisdom of ancient working people.
Chu Xingze didn't say anything when he saw An Lan playing in a wheelchair like a child, but instead wore eye makeup, which seemed to have a hint of laughter that he didn't notice.
Xiao Liu glanced at his master and felt that his master was really a little abnormal.
"Alright." An Lan jumped lightly from the wheelchair, "Come and try it yourself." ”
An Lan pushed the wheelchair over and helped Chu Xingze sit up.
Chu Xingze tried to push the wheelchair and walked a few more laps on the crossroads, but found that there was no bump at all.
"It's very easy to use, and it's a lot more comfortable than before. Chu Xingze nodded earnestly.
"That's true, it's just that the cowhide should be changed often, and it would be better if there was rubber." An Lan patted the wheels of the wheelchair with some regret.
"What is that rubber?" Chu Xingze frowned, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, how could he never have heard of such a thing.
"Oh, it's okay, I'm done for you, then I'll go back." An Lan secretly patted his forehead, next time you must pay attention, you can't always be like this, otherwise it will definitely make people suspicious.
Chu Xingze secretly observed An Lan and found that her expression seemed to be a little annoyed.
"Well, since that's the case, then I won't stay longer." Chu Xingze glanced at Xiao Liu, and Xiao Liu immediately understood that the master wanted him to investigate what rubber was.
An Lan waved his hand and quickly left the garden, heading straight for his small courtyard.
"Red Qiang, have you got everything ready?" An Lan panted and ran back to his small yard and asked.
Hongqiang hurriedly answered in the house: "The master has it, are you going to use it today?" ”
"Otherwise, when do you think I'll use it?" An Lan smiled.
An Lan Yes, the glass bottle in his hand, this is probably the glass bottle of later generations, but the colors at this time are mostly colored.
"Red Qiang, are there any white ones in these glass bottles?" An Lan looked at the large and small bottles in front of him and had a headache.
"The slave doesn't know if there is any white in these bottles, but don't all other ladies like colors? Madam, why do you still like white, what is so beautiful about white, you see how beautiful this is in the sun. Red Rose looked at the bottle in her hand.
An Lan was a little helpless, stroking his forehead, women really like good-looking things, but the value of use is still the kind of unpretentious.
"Why do you want to use things that look so good, and you don't want her to make decorations, if you want a few to put in your room, but don't put them on my shelf."
Red Rose suddenly blushed quietly.
"Madam, I won't let me even mention what the prince gave you." Although Red Rose is talking, she is still very quick at the same time.
But he didn't see the white one after half of the box, and Red Qiang shook her head a little annoyed: "How is it possible? ”
An Lan gave up a little, and all the things that came out in the past half a day were colorful and white, maybe these ancient people just liked colorful and didn't like white.
"Ma'am." Red Rose suddenly opened her mouth in surprise.
Although this box is all colored, in the off-duty part of the other box, it is all transparent and white, and it is all packed in a cloth bag.
"Madam, I've never seen this kind of white, but it's really not as good as those colors." Hongqiang said as she looked at the white bottle in her hand, wondering why her wife liked this?
An Lan looked at the large and small stained glass bottles in front of him, and only felt ecstatic when he heard Hongqiang say this.
This kind of white, is much better than those colored shapes, the color is much clearer, and the surface is smoother.
"Then if you look closely, how do the symmetry of these bottles compare to those colored ones?" An Lan reminded.
Hongqiang noticed that the white bottle in her hand was indeed much more beautiful than the colored ones.
"This kind of bottle has less to add in the firing process. And there are much fewer impurities, which naturally look smooth and clear than those colored ones. And if we use this medicine, of course, it has to be transparent to see the color of the medicine. An Lan explained.
Hongqiang nodded hurriedly, that was after she decided to like this kind of transparent and not like the colored one.
"Okay, let's stop looking at the bottle here, it's useless to just look at the bottle, you can help me prepare a few small iron shelves with a hollow in the middle." Anlan set the bottle up.
Picked up the brush and drew a few patterns on the paper, the ability of the craftsman of the palace has also seen that he is really capable in the past two days, presumably these few simple things can be made soon.
Hongqiang looked at the artwork in her hand a little speechlessly: "Madam, do you think this thing can be used?" ”
"Of course you can use it, otherwise why do you think I asked you to do it?" An Lan glanced at Hongqiang.
"But, ma'am, what are you drawing?" Red Rose can't understand how you look at it.
An Lan gently pushed her: "If you want to go, you can go, there are too many problems, and I don't need people around me who talk much." ”
"Alright then......" Red Rose scratched her head and walked away quickly.
An Lan sat back in his chair without saying a word: "It seems that someone has a good feeling of running errands." ”
An Lan lay on the chair leisurely, took a sip of tea gently, and leisurely felt the wind blowing on his face. …