A Mouthful of Sky-high Fried Rice, Lao Tang Apprenticed on the Spot

"We will meet again if we are destined."

Li Yi smiled slightly.

Chang Ping ran over in surprise, looked Li Yi up and down, and said excitedly, "Grandfather, I've been thinking about it day and night, and I finally see you again."

Her eyes fell on Li Yi's knee, and she hesitated: "Grandfather, why is your knee covered with dust like the day we parted?"

Li Yi looked down, only to see some mud sticking to the knee of his left trousers.

That's what he did to Chang Ping's CPR just now.

"do not mind the details."

Li Yi smiled and asked her, "How long have you been in Yingdu?"

"It's been six years."

Chang Ping said with a smile: "Being blessed by the benefactor, the King of Chu has taken good care of Pingnv. In the past six years, Pingnv has not had to worry about food and clothing. If not for the help of her benefactor that day, Pingnv would not be where she is today.

Pingnu thought about it day and night, to see her benefactor again and thank her benefactor for her kindness, but she didn't know what fate was that benefactor said that day.

I got to see my benefactor today, and Pingnv is lucky to have three lives. Please beg your benefactor to be worshipped by Pingnv. "

As she said that, she was about to bow down again, but was held back by Li Yi.

"You're welcome, I explained to you last time that the kindness between you and me has already been paid off, and no one owes anyone else."

Li Yi helped her up, and said with a smile, "I'm here this time just for the last chance, so you don't have to think about it."

Chang Ping couldn't understand what he said, she just looked up at him with joy in her eyes.

Li Yi looked back at Zhifang, feeling a little complicated.

After leaving this time, he should say goodbye to this time and space.

Looking at this place where he had lived for more than ten years, he couldn't express how he felt.

"Enggong, what's bothering you?"

Chang Ping looked at Li Yi and asked cautiously.

Li Yi shook his head, raised his hand and pushed open the door of the weaving room, and walked in.

The woven fabrics and waist looms in the weaving room are placed on one side, and the spun silk threads are placed against the wall.

Chang Ping took the scythe, and helped Li Yi light the lamp, and the weaving room was lit up.

Reaching out to pat the waist camera against the wall, Li Yi's eyes were complicated.

For this era, advanced productivity does not seem to be a panacea, but a poison.

He is just a passerby, and has no right to leave anything to this time and space.

Perhaps keeping on the sidelines and letting nature take its course is the most responsible approach to this period of time and space.

Seeing him touching the waist camera, Changping thought he was curious about it, so she explained it to him.

"This is the loom, I will wait for the Weaver Girl to use it to weave cloth..."

She spoke carefully, and even demonstrated it to Li Yi.

After the introduction, she said unwillingly: "Although this loom saves manpower, I think it is clumsy. If its cloth shaft is extended and a wooden frame is placed underneath, it can save manpower even more.

It's just that I said it to my mother, but she didn't allow me to report it to the king..."

Hearing her complaints, Li Yi comforted her with a slight smile: "It's okay, just let nature take its course, although the waist machine is clumsy, it can also weave exquisite brocade.

It depends on man's effort, if there are thousands of beautiful things in his heart, any trick is nothing but a small way. "

As he said that, he took the waist camera on Changping's body.

The cloth winding shaft of the waist machine is tied to the waist of the weaver, and it is inevitable to touch it when it is taken off.

Chang Ping's face turned reddish, she was a little afraid to look at Li Yi.

But when she saw Li Yi skillfully re-tie the silk around the waist machine and start weaving, she still couldn't help being surprised and asked: "Young Master can also weave cloth?"

"I understand a little."

Li Yi originally wanted to show her the weaving skills he had honed.

But after getting started, Li Yi weaved more and more smoothly, and before he knew it, he had already woven a brocade cloth that was as wide as a finger.

An expert looked at the doorway, Changping looked at the texture of the brocade cloth woven by Li Yi, and couldn't help but step forward, caressing the raised texture on the brocade cloth, exclaiming: "This brocade cloth pattern is actually a raised pattern?"

"This is a brocade with convex flowers. It is rotated here on the warp line to achieve the effect of showing flowers..."

Li Yi explained casually, keeping his hands on.

Now that we have already woven, we simply weave a piece of cloth and make something, which can be regarded as a thought.

Soon, Li Yi wove a palm-width brocade cloth, on which he also wove raised lotus patterns.

After cutting off the brocade cloth, Li Yi quickly sewed a sachet out with the needle and thread on the side.

Seeing the sachet in Li Yi's hand, Chang Ping seemed to have thought of something, and her face turned redder and redder.

"Grandfather..."

She called out softly, and then said: "When I passed out that day, I was really conscious. I heard my mother crying, and I also noticed that Chu soldiers were digging graves.

Benedict, save me...I am also very clear. "

As she said that, her complexion became more and more red.

"Without her benefactor, Pingnv would have become a lonely ghost."

She raised her head and glanced at Li Yi, her eyes sank, then she looked up again, looked into Li Yi's eyes and said, "Since that day, Ping Nu has missed her day and night, and only hoped to see her benefactor again and repay her benefactor.

But Pingnu is just a weaver, she has nothing to repay, only...only..."

As she spoke, her voice became softer and softer, but she seemed to have made up her mind, she suddenly raised her hand and unbuttoned her coat, which slipped off.

Chu people like light and undressed clothes, and they wear them like this.

After the coat fell off, Changping only had an inner coat left on her body.

Seeing this, Li Yi shook his head slightly, stepped forward to help her pick up the clothes, and put them back on her body.

Seeing Li Yi's actions, Chang Ping's eyes turned red: "Did Mr. Benedict despise Ping's daughter's humble background?"

Shaking his head, Li Yi smiled and said: "You don't understand, in my opinion, there is no difference between me and you, there is no difference.

To me, you are closer than a sister, like a left hand holding a right hand, how could I despise you?

It's just that I regard you as a family member. This kind of thing is not what I want. "

Chang Ping didn't even know that he had possessed her for fifty years and knew her better than she did now.

When Li Yi saw her body, it was like looking at himself, without any feeling at all.

Pingnu was wrapped in her clothes, bowed her head without saying a word, weeping.

Seeing this, Li Yi couldn't help shaking his head, maybe he shouldn't come back.

"You and I are not meant to be together, and we will never see each other in the future. I only wish you a healthy life."

Li Yi patted her on the head with loving eyes.

Hearing that he said that they would not see each other again, Ping Nu panicked, and hurriedly raised her head and asked, "Where is Mr. Eunuch going?"

"I am going home."

Li Yi said with a smile: "I won't come here again from now on, you have to take care."

"Master."

Pingnu raised her hand and grabbed his sleeve, tears welled up: "Are you going to leave Pingnu behind?"

Li Yi looked at her with complicated eyes, but he didn't know how to explain it.

For Pingnu, how can she understand that what she is facing is a person from more than two thousand years later?

"Take care of yourself."

Li Yi could only say take care again.

"Grandfather..."

Chang Ping obviously understood that it was impossible to keep her, so she could only beg: "Please benefactor, please leave your honorable name."

"My name is Li Yi."

Li Yi said his name softly.

"Li Yi..."

Chang Ping repeated Li Yi's name, and suddenly felt that her hands were empty, and when she raised her eyes again, there was nothing in front of her.

crunch!

The door of the weaving room was pushed open, and Chang Ping's mother walked in with squinted eyes, looked around, and asked doubtfully, "Ping girl, who are you talking to?"

Chang Ping shook her head, just looking at the empty palm with a sad look on her face.

2