MTL - Seeking Happiness-Chapter 25 Agarwood
Silent in the afternoon, humming and dumb.
We worked hard all morning, and we were sent to Shu Huan for a lunch break. She didn’t have the habit of taking a nap. Unless she was tired, she would close her eyes slightly. If she slept in the daytime, she always felt dizzy. Not comfortable.
A person is idle, do not know what to do, and then think of Xu's words, she slipped into the study.
Originally thought, she wouldn't embroider what, then draw a picture and give Gu Xiran the gift of birth, so it should be OK. After all, although he is a narrow-minded person, he often makes fun of teasing her. But staying in the family for these days is really taking care of him. Otherwise, she will never be able to live like this, but she does not know how to suffer. How many sins!
However, when she really wanted to paint, she was in trouble.
She painted it in watercolor, but it is different from the classical ink painting with a brush. Even if she can draw it, I am afraid I can't see it. Then sketch the pen, it seems that it is too time-consuming, and it may not be rushed under the rush. Besides, the ancient pen and ink paper is very valuable. She is a poor woman who will recognize two words and can make a lie to cover up. If she paints, it will be weird! Gu Xiran understands the things of the original master so clearly, people are sharp, and one is not good, her old bottom is turned out!
With a sigh, Shu Huan caught a pen from the **** of the sapphire, and squatted on the table to think about things, while turning the pen to play.
Suddenly a filigree jade hand came over from the side and put a bowl of tea in front of her.
Shu Huan raised his eyes and saw that it was Yunxiao Niang. He couldn’t help but smile: "You didn't go to sleep?"
Yun Yaniang shook her head and said: "We have all rested, and we must have a personal guard to prevent the two masters from getting tea and water."
Zhen Xianhui, full of heart is remembered by the second master!
Asking yourself, Shu Huan can't do her, even if she pretends.
For Yun Yu Niang, her feelings have always been different, but she can't say that she hates it, but she is absolutely intimate. Two people often talk, and they all guard each other's identity, and they are alienated from each other. It is not like the casualness of getting along with us.
Therefore, she had nothing to say after she had finished speaking, and felt that the two were so silently opposite each other.
Fortunately, Yunxiao Niang stood for a moment, and pulled out a small yellow and spotted hard object from the purse of the carry-on bag. He took a small knife with a silver handle and cut it down a small piece, and put it into the golden lotus on the table. The pattern of the silver smoked stove, burned up.
There must be a sweet, cool atmosphere that overflows the room, and it will not be scattered for a long time.
The smell smelled very comfortable. Shu Huan took a few deep breaths and felt that the mind was clear. He couldn’t help but wonder: "What is this incense?"
Yunxiao Niang smiled and handed over the things in her hand: "This is Huang Shen."
Shu Huan looked down at the thing, the tentacles were hard and dull, like a small piece of wood, covered with a little bit of scars, sniffing near the nose, smelling very light, seemingly absent, did not expect after burning, there would be Rich and fragrant.
"Yellow Shen..." She muttered twice in silence, hesitatingly said: "Is it agarwood?"
Yunxiao Niang nodded and pointed at the spot on the yellow sinker: "This is also called freckle, a kind of agarwood. I asked from the old lady, thinking about the uncle when I was unwell, burning. On the top, you can wake up. Just, this yellow sink is not the top grade, the fragrance is faster and cannot last."
She said with a slight sigh, feeling in her heart, the top grade is very rare, and even if the family is doing the fragrant business, it is rarely used, it is not allowed in this room.
Shu Huan knows nothing about the scent of this scent, only to be lucky, but the name of the scented sandalwood is too loud. When I hear a sinking word, I guess it. I listened to her and said that she is more curious: "Agarwood is still A lot of different?"
Yunxiao Niang took the piece of Huangshen into the purse and smiled and said: "Yes, there are hundreds of classifications. The dark and submerged water calls for water sinking. The flat water is the chicken bone, and the yellow is ripe. Fragrant, stack, green cinnamon, horseshoe, chicken tongue..."
Shu Huan was so big that he couldn’t remember it.
Yunxiao Niang probably knows that she can't remember, suddenly turned around, went to the shelf and looked for it. She found two books and put it in front of her: "Gujia talks about the most books, and the second is also hidden here. Grandma. If you want to know this, let's take a look at the two books."
"Good." It’s boring to be idle. It’s not a bad thing to learn more. Shu Huan’s mouthful should be enough. It’s a bit bad, but I don’t see a little bit of color on the face of Yun’s mother. I probably knew it from you. When she was literate, she couldn’t help but laugh at herself and asked: “Is it literate?”
Yunxiao Niang squinted: "I learned some when I was young, and I used it."
This is self-important, Shu Huan will not take it seriously, maybe someone else is still Xie Daoyu, a talented woman like Su Ruolan! However, she is becoming more and more ignorant. Yun Yanniang is so good-looking, why do women who are acting in a decent manner fall to the point where they are deaf to others.
She wants to ask, but after all, she is not familiar with the degree of privacy, and it is not a special face. If she asks about the hidden pain of touching people~www.novelbuddy.com~ she will not say what.
After Yun Yanniang withdrew, she flipped through the two books and was now full-handed. Her handwriting was beautiful and charming, which made her secretly guess. This is probably the hand of Yunxiao Niang.
I carefully turned over a few pages. I saw that the identification and classification of Agarwood was extremely clear. She suddenly had a heart and couldn’t draw a picture. How about carving a little thing with agarwood to give Gu Xiran?
Of course, she is not proficient in the carving, but she has been obsessed with the engraving seal for some time. Instead, she has studied the Qingtian stone, the Shoushan stone and the Changhua stone. I also carved a lot of seals, just using wood. The carving has never been tried.
Think about it, she feels a little itchy, one can not think of what to send to Gu Xiran, the second is also boring, and want to borrow the intention of boring, anyway, regardless of the quality of the carving, always a heart. Just, where is this agarwood going?
The piece in the hands of Yunxiao Niang is not top grade, too small, not suitable. Looking for an old lady, it is simply looking for abuse. If she went outside to buy, she didn’t have any money...
When I think about it, I can only find someone to solve it. I don't know if he will refuse to help.
Calculating the days, the day after tomorrow is Gu Xiran's birthday, it seems that there is not much time to waste, no matter whether it works, try it first.
Shu Huan closed the book and covered it with a slap in the face. Seeing Yun Yun Niang sitting in the hall holding her eyes closed, she did not disturb her, went straight out of the hall door, went to the room where Liang Chen and the beautiful scenery lived, shouted one, whispered Road: "I am bothering you, go to Siye, if he has spare time, please ask him to come over, just be careful when you please, it is best not to let the wife know."
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