Now that there is no longer a drag, Tang Shiyue's mood is more calm.

Although she is lazy all the time, in the eyes of outsiders, Fushou wine, Tang family fruit wine, Liangpi, yuba, Yuefang...... Along the way, her movements have been very fast, and now that she has apprentices to enslave, she is a big cat at home.

Tang Shiyue has never been afraid of heat, but cold.

Now the heating in the room mainly depends on the brazier, at most a hand stove, for her is completely useless, huddled in the room and shivered for a few days, she whimsically, want to give the heating to the butterfly out.

The earliest rural earth heating did not have any circulating pumps or the like, and even did not use a special furnace, but used a certain slope to achieve water circulation.

Tang Shiyue locked up in the room and painted for two days, but he still felt that it was difficult, first of all, there were no pipes, valves, and water temperature gauges...... Besides, coal has not been used in large quantities now, and most of the countryside still burns firewood, although there is no shortage of firewood, and the heat cannot reach it!

I could only give up depressedly.

Moreover, she also found that there was no cotton in the Dayan Dynasty!

In fact, it is not for nothing, in this era, cotton is called white stacks, and it is still a flower.

She actually forgot that the record of cotton was "first planted in China between the Song and Yuan dynasties"! It wasn't promoted until the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, and this matter is thanks to Zhu Yuanzhang!

But fortunately, there is still silk cotton in this era, which is the raw material for modern people to make silk quilts, which is light and warm, but it is very expensive and expensive.

But she's not afraid of expensive!

So she immediately asked someone to buy a batch, thick wadding, one in the family, and she also gave herself a quilt.

When Qi Jing came, she saw that she was wrapped in a cotton coat, leaning on a lynx behind her back, and lying on her stomach in front of her, and she put her feet under the belly of the lynx, and the whole person was shrunk into a ball, and she was still knitting a sweater in her hands.

Qi Jing was speechless and funny: "Is it really so cold? ”

Until now, he is still only dressed in single clothes, and I don't see him sweating when it's hottest, and I don't see him shivering when it's so cold. The small waist and long legs have a particularly attractive taste.

Tang Shiyue glanced at him with envy and hatred: "You are hiding your secrets!" ”

As long as he came in the past two days, she said this, Qi Jing sat down with a smile, poured himself a cup of tea, and said to her: "You are not good at laying the dragon here, and the fire wall is not successful, but the fire kang can be made, I will ask someone to find a few craftsmen, and go back to help you build one." ”

She asked, "When is it going back?" ”

Qi Jing smiled, thought for a while and said, "I may not be able to come tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I will help you build it the day after tomorrow." ”

Tang Shiyue suddenly felt that she could still hold on: "This is what you said!" If I don't come the day after tomorrow, I'll ...... I'll hit you! ”

Qi Jing smiled and was silent, Tang Shiyue said: "By the way, you ask someone to inquire, where are the seeds of white stacks, and I will collect as many as I want, and I will get them." ”

"White stacks?" Qi Jing was a little strange and put down the tea bowl: "What do you want this for?" ”

Tang Shiyue said: "The yield is high, cheap, and can replace silk cotton." ”

Qi Jing frowned and thought about it, and nodded: "I'll ask someone to inquire first." If you have it, I'll collect it for you. ”

"Well," she nodded, "Actually, if there are any strange seeds that you haven't seen before, you can buy some and see them, and who knows what good things will grow." ”

Qi Xiaolang looked at her and nodded: "Hmm." ”

She saw that he was asking for something, so she stretched out her hand arrogantly: "I want tea!" ”

He poured a cup of tea, walked over, and put it in her hand, and she held it in both hands, and he stood like this, and waited until she had finished drinking, and he took it, and threw it back on the table, and asked, "What more?" ”

His tea-throwing action was so handsome that she did, so Tang Shiyue teased him with crooked eyebrows: "I also want two more prayer Xiaolang!" One was doing things outside, and the other was talking to me at home. ”

Qi Jing looked at her for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand and lightly tapped her forehead: "If you want me to be at home, just say it." ”

She smiled and asked, "Just say you're there?" ”

He was silent for a moment: "You can stay as long as you can." ”

Then he sat down on the edge of the bed, looking very calm.

I have never seen this kind of person, and she is still sitting with her back to the person when chatting, but looking at the table a few steps away, Tang Shiyue feels that she understands.

Compared with her staggering, Qi Xiaolang really has a straight back all the time, his hands are pressed on his knees, and he is upright...... This rule is strictly forbidden. Wanting to be a fan is really provocative.

is particularly provocative, and extraordinarily unflirtatious, this is what he is most provocative about.

She couldn't help it, so she reached out from under the lynx's belly and quietly poked him in the back.

He tilted his head and asked, "Huh?" ”

She looked innocent: "What's wrong?" What's wrong? ”

He didn't say anything, he turned back again, and then she poked it again, and he turned back helplessly, and she reprimanded the lynx: "Why are you like this?" How can you move your hands and feet? Outrageous! ”

Qi Xiaolang looked at her and didn't say anything, and when she poked again, he grabbed her hand with a quick backhand.

She let out a low sigh, and Qi Xiaolang somehow flipped his wrist, then turned back, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and scolded softly: "Naughty again!" ”

She touched the thin cocoon on his hand where she practiced swords, and couldn't help but open his hand and look at it.

His hands are slender and beautiful, smooth and noble, and at a glance, they look like the legendary hands that play the piano...... However, the palms of the hands are very dry and rough, and there are yellowish calluses, which are thin and powerful.

She looked at it over and over for a while, and her heart was full of the mystery of "when she couldn't see it, he was always trying".

When he looked up, he was looking at her quietly.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet all of a sudden, she didn't know why she was a little panicked, although she felt that there was nothing to panic about, but she was panicked, and her face was hot.

He just looked at her quietly.

She jumped and teased him every day, smiling like a little fox, but now her face was flushed, and her eyes didn't dare to look at him......

He chuckled softly, his fingers tightened, and he took her hand.

He called her: "Ah Yue? ”

She panicked: "Huh? ”

She thought that if he wanted to kiss her, she would never agree...... But she couldn't beat him!

But he didn't say anything, just held her hand so tightly, as if he was satisfied with just holding her hand.

Both of them didn't speak for a while, and pink bubbles filled the air.

At this moment, someone suddenly said outside: "Sister! Sister! ”

The two quickly separated.

When Xiao Yao'er came in, Tang Shiyue was still sitting on the couch and hugging the lynx left and right, while Qi Jing was standing straight by the wall a few steps away, with his hands behind his back, looking at the wall very seriously.

Xiao Yao'er said: "Sister! Master called you over. ”

"Huh?" Tang Shiyue got out of bed and put on his shoes with a calm face: "What do you want me to do?" ”

Xiao Yao'er was also wearing a small padded robe, like a little adult, and said seriously: "A friend of the master came, saying that he was invited for you. ”

"Oh!" Tang Shiyue understood, and went over with Qi Jing.

There were two carriages parked in the courtyard of Xu's house, and Xu Wenqu was talking to a person, and when he heard the voice, he turned around.

This person looked at the age of thirty, wearing a blue cotton robe, his right arm was empty, and his sleeves were tied around his waist, but he was clear-eyed, without the slightest sense of decadence, and when he saw the two of them, he smiled and said: "Presumably this is Tang Xiaoniang," he bent down slightly: "A certain surname is Xia, the name is Mo, and the word is afterglow." ”

Tang Shiyue smiled and saluted: "Little girl Tang Shiyue, he is praying, and Mr. Xia is polite." ”