Cheng Yanluo picked up a glass cup and looked at it carefully.

I saw that although this cup is not transparent, it is also delicate and exquisite, and this glass cup has some color, and when the light shines in, turn the cup, and it reflects the gorgeous colors of the rainbow.

She raised the cup and looked at it carefully, turning it to the incoming light: "It's pretty good." ”

Cheng Yanluo looked at Qin Yi again, and then at the cup: "You will make glass, why, why is your home still so shabby?" Why don't you build more? When it is sold, I am afraid that I can exchange it for you I don't know how much money. ”

Qin Yi roasted the fire, and still held the hand stove in his arms: "What you said is easy, the eighteenth generation of farmers in my family, I was just a white body before, even if I was hit by lifting people, Chang'an City such a brick fell down and smashed nine out of ten people are nobles, a lifting person is nothing at all, the value of this glass is so high, if I build it and spread it, I am afraid that it will lead to the disaster of robbing the family and destroying the family." ”

Cheng Yanluo nodded: "It's the same." ”

She looked at Qin Yi again and smiled: "But now it's different, after all, you are already an official, besides, we have already left Chang'an, and when we get to a prosperous town to sell this glaze, we can exchange it for some silver." ”

Qin Yi added some water: "That's exactly what I think, I want to sell all the way, this whole set of glass products will be disassembled and sold, and the money will be more." ”

Cheng Yanluo's eyes rolled and he had an idea.

She beckoned to Qin Yi, Qin Yi sat closer, and Cheng Yanluo whispered in Qin Yi's ear: "Actually, you don't need to open and sell, do you know Yangzhou salt merchants?" ”

Qin Yi's ears itched, only to feel Cheng Yanluo's breath spraying into his ears, and the tips of his heart trembled, he turned his body sideways, and a smile barely appeared on his face: "I know." ”

Cheng Yanluo continued: "This Yangzhou salt merchant has a tight money, and he will fight for wealth every year, I heard that in the first two years, there were salt merchants who sprinkled gold and silver on the river to compete, so we might as well go to Yangzhou and sell this set of glazed products to those salt merchants." ”

"How do you sell it?" Qin Yi asked tightly.

Cheng Yanluo patted Qin Yi's shoulder: "I said you...... Really, it's weird and good-looking, but this head melon is an elm pimple, do you remember the words you once wrote, I remember it clearly, you have a word in the book that mentions the word auction, we, when we arrive in Yangzhou, invite those salt merchants to appreciate the treasure, and then find a way to get them together for auction, you think, these salt merchants usually look at each other unpleasantly, really want to get together and ask them to fight, then the cheap is us. ”

After speaking, Cheng Yanluo squeezed his eyes at Qin Yi, looking smart.

Qin Yi's heart felt numb and crispy, and his face felt even hotter.

He hurriedly put down the hand stove and moved away from Cheng Yanluo: "Your idea is not bad, I didn't think of this trick." ”

Cheng Yanluo thought, sure enough, what Qin Yi's mother said is very true, Qin Yi is the most kind-hearted guy.

While thinking, she put the set of glazed products away, covered the box, and handed it to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi took it and put it back in its place, he lowered his head, and he didn't dare to look at it as Yanluo.

Cheng Yanluo was sitting on the edge of the smoker just now, and as soon as the fire was smoked, his face turned red.

Her face is as white as jade, her skin is extremely delicate, and she looks white and tender and good-looking, and her red face is even more cute.

Qin Yi just didn't look at it, but his five senses were also very sharp, and he felt the breath of Cheng Yanluo.

He clenched his right hand and continued to keep his distance from Cheng Yanluo, telling himself in his heart not to get close to Cheng Yanluo again, not to trap himself in, and not to pull Cheng Yanluo in.

He...... After all, it's time to leave.

He is not a person from this world, and he doesn't know when he has to leave, so why bother to incur love debts.

It's just that the more he thinks about it, the faster his heart beats.

"What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Yanluo added water, and when she turned her head to see Qin Yi's face flushed like a red cloth, she became nervous.

Thinking about the weather now, coupled with Qin Yi's small physique, he can't say that he is sick.

Cheng Yanluo approached and stretched out his hand on Qin Yi's forehead to test Qin Yi's body temperature.

Cheng Yanluo's hands were not cold, her fingertips were warm, but when she touched Qin Yi's forehead, Qin Yi still felt a cool feeling.

It's a wonderful touch, like drinking a good iced drink on a hot summer day, or seeing the first spring flowers bloom on a spring day.

Qin Yi only felt that the flowers in his heart were about to bloom.

Just by touching it like this, he felt infinite joy in his heart, and wanted to go on like this.

"It's a little hot."

Cheng Yanluo frowned and touched his hand: "Maybe my hands are colder." ”

Then, she actually got closer, lifted the hair on her forehead, and touched Qin Yi's forehead with her forehead.

Cheng Yanluo got closer and closer to Qin Yi, and Qin Yi watched Cheng Yanluo's face gradually enlarge in front of his eyes.

Her big smart eyes are really beautiful, they are like clear pools of water, and their eyelashes are so long that when they blink, they are like two feather fans......

The two of them breathed and smelled each other, and Qin Yi could feel the sweet breath exhaled by Cheng Yanluo.

His heart tightened, and he suddenly dodged: "I'm fine, it's just ...... It's just that the smoker is a little hot. ”

While speaking, Qin Yi also pulled his neckline, picked up the teacup and poured a cup of tea violently.

"Is it hot?" Cheng Yanluo frowned: "I don't think it's hot." ”

"I'm a man." Qin Yi laughed dryly: "After all, the firepower is stronger than yours." ”

That's just as well.

Cheng Yanluo smiled and sat a little farther away.

She lifted the curtain and looked out, and saw that the white expanse was not very interesting, so she pulled out a book and read.

Qin Yi lay down crookedly, quietly watching Cheng Yanluo reading.

After a while, Qin Yi sat up again.

Cheng Yanluo raised his eyes: "What's wrong?" ”

Qin Yi took out another box from the carriage, opened the box, and found a flute.

"You can't make this flute?" Cheng Yanluo glanced at it, then lowered his head to read the book.

Qin Yi smiled: "No, it was made by Mr. Song, the flute he made is not bad, why don't I play a song for you to relieve your boredom." ”

"That's fine." Cheng Yanluo put down the book.

Qin Yi put the flute to his lips and played it.

He thought of many classic passages in modern times, that is, modern people traveled to ancient times, and then sang modern songs, or played modern music, which made the ancients amazing.

Qin Yi thought that there was nothing to do, so why not give it a try and see what Cheng Yanluo's reaction was.

Then, he really blew it, and he blew it with great confidence.

Don't look at Qin Yi as a science man, he doesn't understand art very much, but he doesn't know that his family is all artists except him, and his family also trained him in art when he was young, what piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, singing, dancing, poetry and tea have all tried.

It's just that Qin Yi is really not open-minded, what he learns is not like anything, and the teacher sighs and says that he is elm with an unenlightened head.

Later, when he was a teenager, he developed a talent for science, and his family gave up on letting him take the path of art.

It's just that the previous years were not in vain, although he didn't learn well, but in the end he had learned some, and other musical instruments were not successful, but the flute could blow, and he could blow some tunes.

Qin Yi blew a modern song, it was a classic song, and he wanted to call Cheng Yanluo amazing.

Who knows, when he finished blowing and looked at Cheng Yanluo, Cheng Yanluo smiled awkwardly, with a little reluctance in his smile, and then stretched out his thumb: "It's very good." ”

Qin Yi became proud.

He handed the flute to Cheng Yanluo: "Why don't I teach you how to play." ”

Cheng Yanluo took the flute and put it to his lips: "I'll try it first, I've learned some, but I haven't played it for a long time." ”

As he spoke, Cheng Yanluo had already blown the flute.

When she finished playing the song, Qin Yi was dumbfounded.

Cheng Yanluo played the song that Qin Yi played just now, and the melody was exactly the same, but the bias was better than Qin Yi's I don't know how many times.

"What are you?" Qin Yi pointed at Cheng Yanluo: "You, why do you know how to blow this song?" Don't you ......?"

His heart was pounding, and he said in his heart, could it be that the historical coordinator got two people to cross? Is Chengyanluo also crossing?