When Sheng Tang woke up, it was already dark outside the window. The room was dark, and the moonlight filtered in through the white gauze curtains. One could see the bright moon.

The furnishings in the room are basically all wood-colored, which is quite clean, but a bit monotonous. The bedding on the bed is all light gray, which matches the color of the room.

Not her room, not her bed.

Sheng Tang stood up suddenly.

Oh my god, Jiang Zhi’s bedroom?

She looked around in the moonlight. The layout of the old houses was similar, but the area was larger than hers. There were built-in bookshelves on the wall, filled with books.

She got out of bed and walked to the bookshelf. When she stepped on the floor, there was a slight creaking sound, which was the sound of annual rings and the passage of time.

Most of them are books related to professional fields, and many of them are dated. Sheng Tang pulled out a book, which was about a comparison of Chinese and foreign pigment mines. It was actually in vertical format, and I was stunned when I saw the publication date.

, which is more than two years older than her.

Why does Jiang Zhi have so many old books?

It is said that you can judge a person's temperament by looking at his bookshelf. Jiang Zhi is a mature person, but he is not as mature as Jiang Shangxue in his old age. These books do not look like he is his age.

Can be seen.

Looking at the other row, the books on top are surprisingly "younger". There are novels, military, geography, and stories about fantasy, and most of them are in English.

Well, this does look a bit like him.

Therefore, it is possible that this person’s character is really divided.

There are also ornaments, but they are quite simple. In other words, there is only one ornament.

It's not a common photo album or figurine, it's a stone, mounted on a wooden support.

The moonlight spread on the bookshelf, making it easy for Shengtang to see clearly. The wooden support was made of local poplar wood, with simple and elegant workmanship. It was made of stone... She picked it up and looked at it. It was only as big as a palm and shaped like a peanut.

She had some impression that this stone seemed to be called Yadan stone. It was occasionally found in the Yadan wind-eroded landform area of ​​the Gobi Desert. It had a peanut-like vein texture, so it was also called peanut stone.

Jiang Zhi also has a hobby of collecting stones, but looking at the entire room, there is no second stone.

On the other hand, there was another object on the bookshelf against the corner. It was a violin case. I went up and opened it slightly and saw that it actually contained a violin.

What's going on? Jiang Zhi can also play the violin? After living next to each other for these days, she hasn't heard a single violin tune.

It is a classical violin with exquisite workmanship. It looks very old. However, the strings are well maintained and have not become loose. It seems that it is valued by the owner. In addition, there seems to be a word engraved on the bottom of the piano case.

She looked carefully through the light and saw that it was the character "蓁".

What can be engraved in this position must be a person's name, a woman's name?

This word comes from "The Book of Songs", the peach is yaoyao, and its leaves are Zhenzhen.

Indeed, it is generally used in women's names.

Isn't it Jiang Zhi's violin? Did he give it to someone else, or did this person named "Zhen" give it to him? And had it engraved with a name so that he would never forget it?

There is a set of piano scores in the piano case.

Sheng Tang took it out and took a look. It was "my own true love", which was the theme song of "Gone with the Wind". She was familiar with this song. Her mother, a dancer, also liked to play this song at home and even danced there.

, but after I could no longer stand up from the wheelchair, my family never listened to this song again.

The rhythm is slow, the ups and downs are magnificent, and the endless love words are narrated, which is the charm of "my own true love".

There is a piano and a piano score, but they all look like love tokens.

Sheng Tang pouted, threw the score into the piano case, and returned the violin to its place.

When she left the room, she didn't see Jiang Zhi in the living room. There was a brand new set of gilded and carved cups placed on the newly built bar table, neatly placed on an ivy-colored bamboo tray. They were no strangers. She had forced them to

More items to add to his shopping list.

There was half a cup of milk tea next to the tray. It was an oversized plastic cup with a straw inserted into it. The ice had long since melted, and a layer of pearl beans had sunk to the bottom of the cup.

The dim light in the living room came from another room. The door was almost two-thirds open. It seemed that the owner closed it casually when he entered without taking it seriously.

But Shengtang was heartbroken.

That room was just like Jiang Zhi's bedroom, she had never been in it.

Not only her, but no member of Liuxi Wanzi has ever been in. Xiao Ye used to miss that room and wanted to live in it, but every time they came, the door was locked. Jiang Zhi always joked with Xiao Ye.

He said, "You have the ability to pry open the door."

Xiao Ye choked back: Do you think I don’t dare?

In fact, he only has a thief's heart but not the thief's courage. No matter how good his relationship is, he really can't do anything like breaking into doors and locks, but he still thinks about it. That's how this person is. The more he doesn't let you see something, the more he will let it go.

No less, let alone Xiao, Sheng Tang is actually curious too.

Jiang Zhi stood in front of a row of paint racks. Sheng Tang didn't even need to knock on the door. He saw her as soon as he got close to the door. He didn't close the door, and his attitude was very magnanimous. Sheng Tang was bright-eyed and tacitly allowed her to come in.

mean.

I gave up the idea of ​​the dog sneaking around to find out what was going on, and walked in with almost a square step.

It turned out to be a workshop. Compared with the operation of some large objects in the living room, all the tools and materials in this room are related to mural restoration. There is also a whole wall of books. This person flew all his belongings here.

Is it there? The wall next to it is lined with shelves from high to low, and they are all filled with...paints?

Shengtang was no stranger to mural paints and mineral materials. She could see a lot of mineral materials that are now rare at a glance. Looking at the past, it was quite spectacular. She was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth. She also saw that there was not only a ball mill on the operating table, but also a ball mill.

, there is also a bamboo shelf, and there are other things next to it, such as containers for soaking bone glue, and powder bags with drain tubes that are not yet finished.

She stepped forward and looked at it carefully, and was astonished, "I trust Jiang Zhi... you make all the paint yourself."

Jiang Zhi was placing gold foil and said, "How can a little girl talk?"

Sheng Tang didn't want to argue with him at this time. He looked at the bamboo shelf in front of him. It was made of knotted bamboo. After splitting, the bamboo naturally exploded into two halves, and then tied tightly with ropes. Five or six such objects were made.

All are placed on the operating table.

No matter how she looked at it, she felt familiar. It took her a long time to remember it. She made a sound and pointed at the bamboo stand excitedly, "Flying water! Is it the flying water method?"

When restoring ancient murals, try to use mineral pigments made by ancient methods when using pigments. The flying water method is the most traditional and is also the method commonly used by ancient craftsmen to make pigments.
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