He glanced at the sky and saw that it had only been half an hour since Yan Funing set out.
She probably wouldn't come back so soon.
Fu Ciyi tapped his forehead with his finger, turned the page of the book, and continued to read.
I couldn't read the words anymore, so I picked up a pen and copied them to calm my mind.
Over here, Caiyu bickered with Li Xinheng, and the car arrived at Tong Cheng's blacksmith shop.
Tong Chengzheng was wondering who drove to him to make tools. When he saw Yan Funing getting out of the car, he hurriedly greeted him with clean hands.
"Here comes the girl. The equipment you want was just prepared two days ago."
After that, he went back to the shop and took out a bag of things.
Yan Funing took a few steps forward and saw Tong Cheng peeling off the cloth, revealing various silver needles, knives and suture needles.
"Brother Tong is a talented person!"
An ancient man could perfectly make all the utensils she wanted just by relying on the manuscript she gave him. It was truly amazing.
Tong Cheng smiled shyly and took out two taels of silver from his arms: "This is extra, give it back to the girl."
Yan Funing pushed his arm: "This is the reward you deserve."
"Really?"
"It's true. We made it clear last time."
Yan Funing took the cloth bag, picked up the scalpel and looked at it carefully.
The sharpness of the blade was very pleasing to her.
Tong Cheng happily put the money back and took out a stack of manuscript paper from the other side of his clothes: "I'll give it back in full."
Yan Funing threw it into the burning furnace of the iron shop. The flames suddenly jumped up, quickly burned the paper, and then fell down again.
Tong Cheng looked at the stove and wondered: "What is the girl doing?"
"The data size is all in my head, and it will burn if I burn it."
Tong Cheng lowered his eyes: "I have never made such a fine tool. Are you not afraid that I will secretly remember the dimensions?"
Yan Funing smiled calmly: "Since you can make it, you also have the dimensions in mind."
"Girl, aren't you afraid that I'll make it for others?"
"So what if it's made? Others may not know what the various tools are used for."
Tong Cheng smiled: "I just like the girl's courage."
The important thing is that the girl trusts him and entrusts him to make such a delicate tool.
Yan Funing wrapped the cloth bag: "I might need Brother Tong to make more utensils in the future."
Suddenly, a childish voice came from the shop: "Is your sister here?"
Following the sound, Tong Ya rubbed her eyes and walked out in a daze. His short legs tripped over the threshold and almost fell down.
Yan Funing stepped forward quickly and supported the person: "Xiaoya, please be careful when walking."
Tong Ya slapped her lips together and agreed obediently.
Tong Cheng also came over, touched the top of his daughter's hair, and explained to Yan Funing: "The child has been sleeping for a long time and will only wake up now."
Tong Ya blinked Bawu's eyes: "I heard that daddy said he likes my benefactor sister, is it true?"
Yan Funing pinched Tong Ya's face: "You misunderstood."
Caiyu hurried over, took the cloth bag from her young lady's hand, leaned over and said to Tong Ya, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense."
Tong Ya hid behind Yan Funing and glared at Caiyu: "You are so cruel, I don't like you!"
Tong Cheng was embarrassed: "I'm sorry." He knelt down and said to his daughter, "Those who came with my benefactor sister are all good people."
Tong Ya's fleshy little finger pointed at Li Xinheng and then at Caiyu: "These two don't look like good people."
Li Xinheng sighed helplessly, he didn't care about children. Caiyu frowned. It was inconvenient to say anything now for fear of scaring the little girl into tears.
Yan Funing smiled helplessly and said to Caiyu: "When you came out, I saw you brought the sesame peanut candy and cloud cake with you. Bring them here."
Caiyu chuckled: "I finished eating the sesame peanut candy. I ate them all as soon as I walked to the entrance of the village. I still have the cloud cake."
Reluctantly, he took the Yun Pian Cake out of his purse.
Yan Funing took it and gave it to Tong Ya: "Eat it, this is Sister Caiyu, she is a good person." As she said that, she looked sideways at Li Xinheng, thinking of his age, she said to Tong Ya, "This is It’s Uncle Li, he’s also a good man.”
Tong Ya took the cloud cake in her hand, ate a piece, and then smiled.
Yan Funing touched her head: "Xiaoya is so good and very vigilant. This should be the case from now on. We won't talk to strangers, let alone follow them."
Tong Ya nodded in understanding and stuffed a piece of cloud cake into her father's mouth.
Tong Cheng ate and wiped his mouth, stood up, and was very grateful: "Thank you very much for teaching Xiaoya!"
Not long after, Yan Funing said goodbye to the Tong family and her daughter.
Tong Ya waved her little hand: "Goodbye sister benefactor, goodbye sister Caiyu, and goodbye uncle Li."
"Goodbye Xiaoya." Yan Funing and the others also waved.
On the way, Li Xinheng couldn't help but ask: "Girl, why is Caiyu the elder sister, but here I am the uncle?"
Yan Funing laughed softly.
Caiyu helped the car out: "Let me ask you, how old are you?"
When Caiyu finally asked her about her age, Li Xinheng's wheat-colored face turned red. Fortunately, the speed of the car was fast, and the wind blew away a lot of the heat on the face.
"I'm 25."
"I'm the same age as my girl, and the little girl is only four or five years old. It's not too much for her to call me sister, right? If she calls you brother, do you dare to answer?" Caiyu said in a clear voice, "Uncle Li! "
"It's okay for a little girl to call me uncle. Why do you call me uncle too?"
At this moment, Li Xinheng's neck was even red.
"You are ten years older than me. If you are ten years older, it is okay to call me brother or uncle." Caiyu entered the carriage and looked at Yan Funing, "right, girl?"
Yan Funing giggled and said, "You two are so funny."
After coming out of the mysterious house, they started bickering, and then started fighting again.
Not long after, the car arrived at the town market.
Yan Funing went to Buzhuang.
The owner of Cloth Shop saw her coming and greeted her with a smile: "Young lady hasn't been here for a long time, I'm thinking about her."
"Boss Wang, do you have the black brocade?"
Yan Funing looked around the shop. There were all kinds of silks and satins, but there were no black ones.
"Yes, in the warehouse at the back, no one is buying the black color, so I haven't put it on display for the time being." Boss Wang raised his hand to cover his lips and lowered his voice, "The important thing is that many people have poor eyesight and cannot see the beauty of black brocade. More importantly, Yes, many people’s skin is not white enough and they cannot wear that kind of elegance.”
Yan Funing nodded: "That's true."
Black is indeed not a popular color.
Boss Wang clearly remembered that the girl in front of him bought five pieces of fine cotton last time, and today he came to ask about the brocade, so he reminded her: "Girl, the brocade costs two taels of silver per piece."
Yan Funing nodded: "I know." She discussed with him, "One piece is forty feet long. Can I pull half of it out of black brocade?"
Half a horse is twenty feet. Fu Ciyi is tall, and twenty feet is enough to make a brocade robe.
Boss Wang smiled: "What are you talking about? You can pull a foot and a half of it, let alone half a horse."
"I also want fine cotton cloth." Yan Funing pointed to the fabrics on the wall cabinet, "I want one piece each of Cang Qing, Lake Blue, Begonia Red, and Bamboo Green."
Boss Wang was delighted when he heard this: "Then we will collect a total of [-], [-], [-] yuan."
"Yes, I don't want to bargain anymore. Can the boss give me a few pieces of leather?" (End of Chapter)