Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Wang Jinyi's thoughts were drifting away when Zhao Chunming's voice suddenly hit her ears:

"Boss, the gifts to thank Liu Laoshi and his family are ready."

She came back to her senses, laughed at her own wandering thoughts, and then focused her mind and asked:

"What have you prepared? Let me see the list."

"My boss, it's some food." Zhao Chunming answered straightforwardly.

Wang Jinyi frowned slightly: "Have you been to his house?"

Zhao Chunming: "Dongqing went to check on the Liu family on behalf of Taisheng and sent them food. He said that the Liu family is indeed short of food.

After walking for a while, Dongqing was already familiar with the way to the village. "

"Let's go," Wang Jinyi stood up suddenly.

"Let's go out and see if there's anything more suitable as a thank-you gift in Luanzhou City."

Zhao Chunming was anxious: "Boss, you haven't recovered yet, and you haven't taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor yet..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Jinyi had already entered the inner room, and then went out again, changed into a plain servant's uniform, wearing a straw hat with the brim pulled down low and tied into a neat knot under his chin with a cloth ribbon.

Wang Jinyi was thinking about the kindness of Liu Laoshi's family and quickly left the room.

Zhao Chunming followed silently. The boss looked young, and she looked gentle, but once she made up her mind, she would not change her temper even if eight bulls pulled her back.

Zhao Chunming had no choice but to choose a carriage, brought a capable guard as the driver, and drove the carriage out of the alley.

Wang Jinyi dressed himself up as a servant and sat naturally on the carriage with the driver. Zhao Chunming and Manager Shen sat in the carriage together. They both felt uncomfortable. You know, the boss was still outside in the wind, and the two of them felt like sitting on pins and needles sitting in the carriage.

The carriage passed through the streets and alleys and merged into the traffic flow.

This was Wang Jinyi's first time going out after being trapped in the Pure Land Temple. The worldly life attracted her, and her eyes moved rapidly under the brim of her hat. She had missed too many traces of time during the three years in the nunnery.

The decoration of the carriage in the traffic immediately caught her eye.

The edges of the carriages were hung with bamboo curtains, some decorated with colorful feathers, and some with silk flowers.

What’s even more interesting is that the bamboo curtain seems to have dark patterns. Wang Jinyi sighed that he had been in seclusion for too long and was curious about everything he saw.

The streets are bustling with noise: the shouts of the sugar figurine makers, the clinking of hammers from the blacksmith shop, the waiters shouting to greet customers, every sound is pleasing to the ear.

The bamboo curtains in front of the street shops are also a new sight. The rattan and bamboo are intertwined, and the shop names are woven into them. When the wind blows, the shadows of the words flutter.

Wang Jinyi suddenly remembered that she had also learned this kind of bamboo weaving.

When they were in college, they were in different places. Chen Zhiyuan smiled and said on the phone from thousands of miles away:

"The gifts we give each other must be handmade to show our thoughtfulness."

She had just come out of the library. The midnight wind was chilly. She was too busy preparing for the exam to have any free time, but she still agreed.

Later, in order to express her "thoughtfulness", Wang Jinyi really found an old bamboo craftsman and learned how to weave sandals as a birthday gift for Chen Zhiyuan.

I remember that at the beginning the bamboo sticks slipped in my hands, and my fingertips were all scratched, and I had to change the Band-Aids again and again.

The old bamboo craftsman taught her the technique of "picking one and pressing one", so she squatted in the yard to practice. Her body was covered with bamboo shavings, and the bad strips piled up into a small hill.

At that time, I only felt tiredness and the pain of wounds was sweet.

"Dongjia? Dongjia."

Manager Shen's voice interrupted my thoughts.

"There's a big shop in front of us on Bamboo and Wooden Furniture Street. Do you want to go take a look?"

Wang Jinyi nodded gently: "Go and take a look."

The carriage stopped in front of the hitching post at the intersection of the main street. Wang Jinyi jumped down from the shaft and saw two people passing by with bamboo mats and bamboo curtains in their arms.

Perhaps out of a strange sense of intimacy, Wang Jinyi asked:

"Brother, what is this for?"

The young man introduced attentively:

"Young Master, you have good eyesight! This is Chen's bamboo weaving, that's the carriage shed, and this is the carriage curtain. They're all tightly woven..."

"Okay! That's great! Go get busy first, little brother."

Wang Jinyi reached out and touched it. There was indeed rattan in the bamboo, which should be more durable. She nodded heavily. Behind her, Zhao Chunming saw the boss looking at the bamboo weaving.

"There's a big bamboo and wood shop in front of the boss's house. Why don't we go over there and take a look?"

"No, we're just taking a walk, no..."

The guy holding the bamboo curtain ran up to a few people and pointed at the bamboo mat and said,

"Sir, please recognize the Chen family's logo and don't be fooled!"

Wang Jinyi thanked him politely, glanced at the logo the waiter mentioned, and then looked away.

On the edge of the bamboo mat, the reflective light of the bamboo strips was used to weave into light and dark contrasting squares, forming a strange pattern, which was not the word "Chen".

"Thank you for the reminder, we will keep it in mind."

Wang Jinyi waved goodbye, still thinking in his heart: The ancients also printed logos on things.

The thing on the bamboo mat just now wasn't a Chinese character, it seemed more like a pinyin letter...

The guys turned around and waved to each other and left.

Wang Jinyi withdrew her gaze and walked toward the main street. The bamboo curtains on the shop front reflected the light, and within the woven squares in the corner was a unique pattern. It reminded her of the logo on the bamboo mat...

Wang Jinyi's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Zhao Chunming and Manager Shen had already taken two steps. Seeing her stunned, they turned back quickly: "Boss?"

Before they could react, Wang Jinyi turned and ran back. That guy! That mat! That sign! Was she mistaken? Regardless, she had to take another look!

"Follow!"

Zhao Chunming shouted to the stunned driver and ran after him. The driver followed him in two steps.

People on the street only saw a young man in a straw hat running very fast, with the strap of the hat stretched straight in the wind. It seemed as if he was chasing something important, and he didn't even pay attention to the shouts behind him.

Wang Jinyi was too anxious to think about anything else. She had just met the young man at the hitching post on the main street when she stopped the car, but when she got to the street corner, where were the two men holding the bamboo mat?

She shouted at the top of her voice, "I want to make a bamboo fence for the carriage. Are you there, young man?"

Her shouts, getting louder and louder, attracted the attention of passers-by. Wang Jinyi didn't care about being stared at. Zhao Chunming and the coachman came over, both looking puzzled.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

Manager Shen came over breathlessly, "The boss wants to make a special curtain for our Taisheng too?!"

He panted and tried to test it. Zhao Chunming didn't know the reason and could only comfort him:

"Boss! Slow down! Watch your step!"

Wang Jinyi was so anxious that she couldn't listen at all. Thinking back to the reflective pattern on the bamboo mat, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was clearly Chinese pinyin!

I can even conclude that the strange reflective character I touched is the capital letter "Z"

"Has anyone seen the two guys holding bamboo mats? The ones wearing short blue cloth jackets!" She cupped her hands into a megaphone and shouted to the onlookers, but no one responded.

Zhao Chunming gently reminded:

"Boss, those two boys must be the shop assistants here. Why don't we go to the shop and ask them?"

Wang Jinyi turned around and smiled brightly at Zhao Chunming, agreeing deeply, "You're right. Let's go and take a look."

Zhao Chunming glanced at the driver who was temporarily working as a guard and said, "Follow the boss closely!"