The shopkeeper looked at Qi Gui: "Miss Cousin, the water is boiling, can you add the paint?"

"Um!"

I was so nervous that I was praying for the response, but I was a little nervous. I wonder if there was a difference between ancient stones and modern stones? There were so many people watching them, so don’t be too embarrassed!

Ling Jingchuan and Ling Zhirong stood quietly aside and looked at them curiously.

Although they had doubts about the little girl's words, as long as they were good at dyeing workshops and the method was simple, they might as well give it a try.

So, I watched the shopkeeper sprinkle some dye powder with a good proportion in another small bowl, and then took a large spoon and poured some hot water on it. The ratio of the powder to the water is the same. Although it is not much, it is enough to do a test from the bowl to see if the color is correct.

The shopkeeper placed the bowl flat on the table, opened the window, and let the light outside shine completely in.

The little bamboo was stirred inside, and the blue color became thicker and purer, and soon dispersed to their usual standard of Jiangnan weaving!

"Ah, the color is right, it's so amazing!" The butler looked at the color in the bowl with surprise. The blue color of the laminated, with a fresh and elegant feeling, was always the unique blue weaving of their Ling family.

Qi Gui grinned. Although she had never seen what the blue color looked like before, she must have been right when she saw the shopkeeper say this!

"Hehe~!"

He turned around with a little smugness and looked at Ling Zhirong: "How is it, don't believe me!"

Ling Zhirong curled her lips and smiled: "How could you understand this?"

Qi Gui's clear eyes flashed and he said playfully: "I won't tell you the secret!"

"Hehe." Ling Zhirong smiled brighter, and his eyes always fell on Qigui's little face, as if her cherry blossom-like face was more beautiful than the blue in the bowl.

Ling Jingchuan immediately ordered: "Since you know the method, just follow this method to debug!"

"yes!"

"Wait!" Qi Gui said: "The well water is underground and has its own recovery ability. If you cover the manhole cover, it will self-regulate into the original water in a few days. Since the Weaving Bureau is the foundation for the Ling family to settle down, and all the water sources in the Weaving Bureau rely on this ancient well, from now on, people should be sent to guard the well, usually lock it, and only open it when you use water to get it, let alone wind, rain or something."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he knew that Qigui had a chance, so he smiled happily and said, "Yes, Miss Cousin said, I will arrange for someone to guard the well! Haha."

The big problem that had been a headache for two days was finally resolved. Not only did the shopkeeper be happy, but he felt that he had an explanation to his master, but even the Ling family father and son were happy.

Ling Jingchuan looked at his son staring at Qi Gui with a smile. His son couldn't close his mouth and asked knowingly: "Qing'er, you have been away from him for the past few years, are you engaged?"

Qi Gui was stunned when he heard this, his beautiful little face was filled with confusion.

Ling Zhirong's face tightened, and even her lips were pursed tightly at this moment.

Qi Gui chuckled and said frankly: "I'm still young and I haven't grown up yet. How could anyone get engaged to me? I just got married!"

"Hehe, that's great!" Ling Jingchuan said something and looked at his son.

Ling Zhirong felt her father's gaze and suddenly said with a blushing slightly: "The son is all up to his father!"

"Hahaha!" Ling Jingchuan raised his hand and patted his son on his shoulder: "Okay!"

Qi Gui tilted his head and didn't understand what they were saying at all. He thought, should their father and son be puzzled about work?

She shrugged her shoulders meaninglessly, comforting herself that she would not be too anxious if she wanted to know about Xueshu.

After all, saving your life is the top priority!

Ling Jingchuan looked at the sky outside the window and said, "I asked the boss of Xuji Dye Factory to have dinner together. You guys go back for lunch first. In the evening, I will have a good meal with your mother and Chifan and Qing'er! Celebrating the reunion of their brother and sister, and also celebrating that our Qing'er is back home."

"Okay!" Ling Zhirong nodded repeatedly, and her straight backbone, silently narrating her honesty and responsibility!

Ling Jingchuan smiled slightly, and seemed to be in a particularly good mood. He turned around and left.

Qi Gui still wanted to take a look here, but Ling Zhirong suddenly took her hand and said, "I didn't expect the matter to be resolved so soon. Let's go back to the house for dinner."

Qi Gui smiled stiffly, and a heart that wanted to stay and continue to visit could not be exposed too clearly.

She followed his pace closely, thinking that since Ling Churou and Murong Chifan were cousins, Ling Churou called Murong Chifan "Brother Fan" every time. Is it a common name in this era?

Thinking of this, she tentatively said, "Brother Rong?"

Ling Zhirong paused, looked at her with a teenager's excitement flashing in her pupils, but she didn't say anything.

She said again: "Brother Rong, can I follow you when you come here in the future? Because I am afraid of being bored, I don't like to be locked in a small yard."

"OK."

He smiled faintly, Qi Gui felt that his big hand was tightening again when he held her, and then he turned sideways and pulled her out.

Suddenly, Qigui discovered a fact that cannot be ignored, that is: Ling Zhirong came much simpler than Murong Chifan, and was also very kind, and he was the inheritor of the snow silk craftsmanship!

When she remembered that Murong Chifan would break the wooden window with one palm, and she would slim her sleeves. Even if she held her at night, her scalp would be numb!

Instead of following Murong Chifan to be threatened, it would be better to take the Xueling Snake and lean on Ling Zhirong, while exploring the secret of Xueshu, waiting for Ling Xu to pick her up!

"Brother Rong, is there only one room in my elder brother's yard?" Qi Gui said a little aggrievedly: "Although we are brothers and sisters, we are so old and we still have a bed, which is not good?"

"What?" Ling Zhirong was shocked when she heard this, and her steps were taken immediately stopped: "You?"

Qi Gui nodded, because he had already walked to the front yard and there were still many embroidered women doing needlework, so she whispered in a voice that only two people heard: "I came back last night in a hurry, it was midnight. I wonder if the room was not enough or something. My brother carried me on the bed and slept with me. He patted my back and told me not to be afraid, just like coaxing me into a baby. I know he felt sorry for me for wandering around for many years, but... Brother Rong, after all, I have grown up and can't be so close to him, right?"
Chapter completed!