Shen Tangning, as expected of her exceptional intelligence, grasped the concept immediately. She revealed a look of sudden realization: "So that's how it is!"
Chi Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the satisfaction of a teacher looking at a top student. He might not be a good teacher, but Shen Tangning was definitely a good student.
Her eyes shone brightly as she sincerely praised, "My husband is indeed very knowledgeable."
Chi Yan was so embarrassed by the praise that her ears turned red.
...
On the other side, Xueqing and Balang were staring at each other.
Xueqing touched her nose and asked in a low voice, "Did you understand?"
Ba Liang shook his head listlessly: "No, what about you?"
Xue Qing breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, someone was with her, so it wasn't too embarrassing.
That whole "pure" thing is just a pain to listen to!
Yuan Zhao stood to the side with his arms crossed, and said with a low sneer, "You two might as well change your name to 'Half a Catty, Eight Ounces'."
Xueqing blushed and glared at him: "What's it to you? Go watch your own door!"
The more she thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. She nudged the person next to her and asked, "Why is your name Eight Ounces?"
Ba Liang rubbed his cheeks, somewhat embarrassed: "Young Master gave me this name!"
Xue Qing's eyes were complicated. She didn't know why he was blushing. Was this name really that nice?
"Did your son-in-law have a servant named Half-Jin before?"
Eight Ounces: "No, not at all."
Just as Xue Qing was about to breathe a sigh of relief, she saw a hint of vicissitude in his eyes. "Young Master used to have a dog named Banjin."
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Yuan Zhao: "..."
It turns out his blushing wasn't because he was shy, but because he was utterly ashamed.
Xueqing felt extremely guilty and dared not utter a sound.
That's a bit presumptuous of me.
...
After filtering, the solution is boiled over high heat to extract the pigment mud, and then dried.
This process was rather lengthy. Shen Tangning sat idly to the side, watching Chi Yan carve a wooden box, which was said to be used to hold lip rouge.
His fingers were long and slender, with distinct knuckles and no calluses on the fingertips. They should have been pampered hands, but he was quite adept at these tasks.
She tilted her head to observe Chi Yan, who was staring intently at her. His expression was focused and serious, unlike his usual carefree and unrestrained demeanor; he possessed a unique charm.
Shen Tangning found it hard to express her feelings. It wasn't that she hadn't noticed Chi Yan's special qualities, but she hadn't previously had the inclination to investigate.
But now, she suddenly became curious about the secrets he held.
Curious about what kind of soul lies beneath his outward appearance?
The ordinary wood slowly blossomed under his hands, and Shen Tangning's eyes curved slightly:
"If you had been born into an ordinary family, you might have become a carpenter."
Chi Yan paused, then handed over the food with a slight twitch of his lips: "Are you kidding me? With my skills, it's a miracle if customers don't ruin my reputation."
She smiled without saying a word as she took the wooden box, her fingertips tracing the carved crabapple blossoms on it. Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked up.
"It looks great."
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