The greenhouse was drawn, and the advanced painting skills could convey what she wanted to express through the pen in her hand.

Considering that the glass in this time and space is only in its infancy, and the production capacity is limited, she chose a right-angled trapezoidal greenhouse with beveled edges to facilitate the reflection of sunlight.

One side of the brick wall is high to prevent it from being crushed in snow, and the other side is equipped with glass, and in order to save money, several windows are installed indirectly to facilitate ventilation and bring more light in good weather.

The old man had long since quieted down, his eyes wide, and he longed to stick it to the table.

It wasn't until Linlang finished speaking that he reached out to touch the carbon marks on the tabletop as if he were his own child, and he was afraid that he would stop after only two clicks.

"How the hell did you come up with this kind of thing?"

"Master, I don't have the ability to do this. My family runs a medical center, and in the past, when my grandfather was collecting medicine, there would always be gonzo and often meet some out-of-the-world masters. This glass just happens to have a similarity, so I think of it. ”

Linlang's words are half-true, Old Man Yu really loves her granddaughter the most, and he likes to tell her stories the most.

She is so integrated with the original owner that sometimes she can't even tell if this is her true experience and feelings.

She is also most afraid of this kind of praise, and her conscience is empty, so she can push it. Fortunately, the old man himself has traveled in all directions, and he has encountered many new and strange things, but he has never doubted it.

Linlang changed places again, and was just about to write down the recipe for glass refining, but before she could start writing, she was stopped by the other party.

"Go, go, how can this kind of thing be written casually on the table?"

The other party objected to her rudeness, and specially took out a set of pen and ink from the inside.

"Come on, write better!" Not surprisingly, this one will have to be used for a lifetime.

is so serious, Linlang is still a little unaccustomed, but her small handwriting is really beautiful, although I don't know if the old man can understand it, but at least the expression on her face is satisfied.

After carefully folding the two sheets of paper that had dried the ink marks, and putting them in the placket of his clothes, the old man asked her puzzled.

"Little girl, if this greenhouse is made, it will be a credit. Why don't you report to the emperor yourself, but instead pick the fruit for me, an old man? ”

"I don't know how to make glass, and you have to make things. When you're done, I'll see what happens. Linlang took off the hood of her cloak, revealing her cheeks, which had been reddened by the wind.

In addition to this, she also has other plans in mind.

To an emperor like Murong Linshen, stretching out his hand too much at once will only backfire, or it is more appropriate to boil a frog in warm water.

"None of this matters...... Importantly, are you from the Shang Shi Bureau? The old man finally noticed her dress.

"Yes."

"What's going on?" He rubbed his hands together and began to dig into the foot of the wall in a flash. "Would you like to consider coming to our workshop? Let's quietly touch this in advance, and there is no way to protect Xiao Tang. ”

Linlang was stunned for a moment before she realized who Xiao Tang was in his mouth, "Do you know Deputy Tang Shang?" ”

"Nonsense, can she be unfamiliar with my own daughter? Don't we look like each other? Old man Tang raised his sparse eyebrows, learning the classic expression of Tang Shang's iron face.

Linlang suddenly dropped goosebumps on the ground.

After being silent for a long time, he opened his mouth and spit out a sentence.

"Ha, hahaha, that lady must be very beautiful...... "This is a terrible thing, she needs to digest it well."

……

When he went back, a cold hand suddenly slapped on his shoulder, Linlang was startled, and the conditioned reflex was an uppercut!

Fortunately, when she saw Tang Shang's frosty thousand-year-old face clearly, she turned back the way she came, her eyes drooped innocently, and she said softly.

"Oh, Deputy Shang, what kind of delicious thing is this in your hand?"

"This trick won't work for me, you don't change the subject for me." It's a pity that the other party doesn't eat her routines and fails to sell cuteness.

"Go to Shoukang Palace to deliver food, it's slower than cooking, and the steamed buns have been steamed for a few baskets!"

While using his thirty-seven-degree mouth to output cold words, Deputy Tang Shang hatefully sandwiched a few four-color steamed buns and brought over a bowl of cake porridge.

It was slammed down in front of her with a thud.

"The lazy donkey and the lazy horse dare to pick out the time to come back!"

The cowardly melon and Muling flower who shrank in the corner, trying to reduce her sense of existence, wanted to lower her head into her chest. Fan Dianshan still had the courage to pull a hand.

"Alright, let's sit down and eat some first. This snot can be turned into ice lumps, don't make people stupid......"

The same scenario, replicated every day.

Linlang has blended into this environment and is well adapted to the left ear in and out of the right ear.

took Maza, and the four of them sat at the table where they had daily meetings and meals. Tang Shang's vice president took a plate of melons, sucked a mouthful and lost half a bowl.

"On New Year's Day, the emperor wants to invite the ministers, and the banquet is a small banquet, but I'm afraid it's not easy to do."

Linlang silently nibbled on the steamed bun and slandered her belly.

It's really not easy to do.

The great drought caused people's hearts to be scattered, and this banquet was used to flush away bad luck, after all, ancient times valued this.

But this juncture can't be done too grandly, so as not to fall into the mouth.

"Gluten, cloud silk, Qianzhang, yuba, vegetarian chicken wings......" Mu Linghua, a good student, came as soon as he opened his mouth.

There are no vegetables and fruits, and fish and meat can't be too luxurious, so I can only work soy products and pasta.

Tang Shang was like the head teacher who was reciting and catching the students who bowed their heads, swept around, and saw the girl who was about to gnaw on her fingers.

Immediately slapped the chopsticks and took the roll call, "Linlang, you come on." ”

Linlang: ......

She just wants to eat something hot.

There were four people at a table, and six eyes were staring at her nicely.

Sighing lightly, she stuffed the rest of the steamed buns into her mouth, and the girl stirred her cheeks and clapped her hands.

Then he took out a few bright red plum blossoms from his hood and placed them on the table.

"Flowers?"

These people reacted instantly.

"It's good enough for cauliflower to look good, but won't it taste too monotonous?" Fan Dianshan questioned, "And it's so cold now, if you don't order big dishes, I'm afraid that I won't satisfy my stomach and warm my body if I don't order big dishes." ”

Although it is said to be a small banquet, all the courtiers add up to a big deal.

That's small, it's not that small.

To put it bluntly, it is said that Party A needs colorful black, and then let them, Party B, want to recruit themselves.

You can't spend more money, and you have to look at the elaboration and arrangement.

"Let's just put on an elegant taste of cauliflower, and if you really want to eat enough to warm up, then add a pot." Linlang said and stretched out his hand towards the plate of steamed buns, but Tang Shang slapped the back of his hand with chopsticks halfway.

"Dare to eat? It's just winter, but look at what your face has become? ”

Fan Dianshan also poked his head to take a look, and sighed: "It's amazing, Linlang, those pigs raised by grandma are not as fast as you!" ”

Linlang:.

(End of chapter)