This is a magnificent backyard, with rockery, flowing water, gorgeous flowers, pavilion, blue lake, pink lotus in various shapes, and a slightly curved path paved with pebbles. At the end of the path are two rare white plum blossoms.
Under the plum blossoms, a man in a gorgeous soft robe was lying on a soft couch covered with tiger skin, looking at the blue sky with indifferent and distant eyes.
"Master, Miss An is here!" the boss reminded gently, and then said to An Tingyu: "Miss An, this is my master, her surname is Feng and her name is Yun."
Feng Yun turned around and glanced at Dang Yan indifferently, then his gaze fell on An Tingyu. However, when he touched a certain object, his indifferent eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said casually: "The jade pendant that Miss An is wearing is really beautiful. It is clear and transparent. It is made of top-grade sheep white jade, which is rare in the world."
An Tingyu raised her eyebrows coldly, and raised her red lips in an indifferent arc, "Sir, did you call me here just to comment on my outfit? If so, then I'm sorry I can't accompany you."
Feng Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and gracefully stood up from the soft seat. He stared at her with deep eyes, as if pondering something. After a long while, he said, "Follow me."
Following Fengyun's footsteps, they came to an elegant wing room. There were a small number of weapons in the room. Although there were not many styles, the various weapons looked like exquisite collections.
"Miss An, these are all things you ordered. Take a look at the finished products first. If you are not satisfied, we will recast them immediately." Feng Yun raised his hand slightly, and the boss next to him immediately opened a few boxes. Inside were some silver needles of different lengths, gold threads, small and exquisite daggers, and some things that Feng Yun couldn't even name. However, these were not what Feng Yun cared about most. What he cared about most was the things on the other side.
"And this..."
Fengyun suddenly raised his hand, and the thing that was originally covered with gauze was revealed. It was a black thing with a large frame and many small keys on it. Seeing that thing, An Tingyu smiled rarely.
"I thought it would be difficult for you, but judging from the form, it's at least 90 points if not 100." An Tingyu took slow and graceful steps and walked over. She slowly sat down in front, raised her hand gently, pressed the small keyboard gracefully, and then miraculously a beautiful sound came out.
After trying a few notes casually, An Tingyu withdrew her hand and said calmly, "It seems that this is what you are curious about, right?"
"Why does Miss An have such an idea? Fengyun didn't say anything, right?" Fengyun was curious and a little surprised, because An Tingyu guessed it right. He had "invited" her here just for this thing.
An Tingyu looked around. "Although the things here look valuable, they are placed so casually. Even the things I ordered were just packed in ordinary boxes. The only thing that made you cautious was this. If I'm not mistaken, the silk that just covered it should be the priceless Tiancan silk, right?"
"I once read in a book that Tiancan Silk is the most precious silk cloth in the world. Isn't it strange that you would use Tiancan Silk, a mere guest's belongings? Also, you've seen so many different kinds of weapons that you must have become somewhat immune to them. So, this is the only thing that could pique your curiosity."
Hearing this, Feng Yun's sharp eyes flashed with appreciation, and he gracefully applauded her, "What a brilliant analysis! No wonder others say that Miss An looks much smarter now than before. It seems you're not just an appearance, you're a truly intelligent woman."
She could see through his thoughts with just a casual glance. I have only met one woman with such a meticulous mind.
"Miss An, this thing doesn't look like a weapon at all. Instead, it looks like a musical instrument. What on earth is it?" Feng Yun asked bluntly.
While making it, he accidentally touched the keys, and a crisp sound was heard. Although he had never seen anything like this before, his knowledge from all aspects told him that this was definitely not a weapon, but a musical instrument. However, since it was something he had never heard of before, he was not sure.
"This is called a piano, and it's indeed a musical instrument. Originally, you weren't supposed to make it. After all, you're just in the weapons business, not the musical instrument business. But I really like your craftsmanship, so I thought maybe you could make it, too. Of course, I just asked you to try, but I didn't expect you to actually make it."
Weapons are for self-protection, and piano is her hobby. In modern times, when she is free, she likes to play the piano. When she came to this world without a piano, she was a little uncomfortable.
The piano is an instrument that does not require electricity. As long as it can be made, it will not be a problem in any era. She originally did not expect them to be able to do it well, but unexpectedly, she got a bargain.
As soon as these words were spoken, not only Fengyun and the store owner, but even Dangyan on the other side wanted to roll their eyes.
It's obviously a weapons store, but she asked them to make musical instruments. I don't know whether it is a blessing or a curse to have such a rude customer.
"Since this instrument was made by me, Fengyun, would you have the honor to listen to a piece of music?" Fengyun made the request.
This instrument called piano is magical, something he has never seen before, and the sound is very nice. He doesn't know what it would sound like to play a complete song on it, and he is really curious.
An Tingyu said nothing. She just sat up straight, slowly raised her hand again, and played the piano version of "Aren't We in Love?" Her little finger danced lightly on the keys, her movements very graceful...
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