"You are..."

"Master Cheng, we are here to ask the method of making Xiangyunsha." Bai Yining spoke first and explained his purpose.

The old man looked back and forth on the vast crowd at the door. His eyes were slightly pressed, his wrinkles were deep, and his eyes were deep and unsightly. He turned around and entered the room, "Come in."

The living room of the wooden house is not big and cannot accommodate everyone. The bodyguards did not go in and guarded outside the door.

Even so, they entered the house and made the space crowded.

The furnishings in the house are also very simple. There are eight chairs in a very Chinese style, with a few scrolls hanging on the left and right sides, and a newly-crafted bamboo trout. They are very unmatched when they are mixed together. In the center is the table table, and the old man is sitting in front of the main seat.

He shook a cigarette and lit it, "Who do you want to ask?"

Lin Xinyan took Lin Xichen forward in his hand and said sincerely, "I want to ask you how to make Xiangyunsha. If you want, I want to ask you to be a master in my store. The price will be for you."

The old man took a sip of smoke hard, and the curling white mist freed up. The small space was filled with a unique smell of smoke. Unlike the choking smell of those smokes on the market, it was a faint smell of herbs.

Zong Jinghao browed slightly. If it weren't for Lin Xinyan, he would probably have never come to such a place in his life.

Through the white mist, the old man looked up and down at Lin Xinyan, and finally his eyes stopped on the jade bracelet on her wrist, and then looked at Bai Yining without a trace. He nodded to the old man.

The old man withdrew his gaze and said, "I can teach you, but I won't leave here."

Their interaction was very secret, but Zong Jinghao, who seemed to have never paid attention to this matter, clearly noticed it.

The corners of his lips were hooked as if nothing had happened.

He wanted to see what Bai Yining wanted to trick Lin Xinyan into here.

He remained silent.

It seems like he is an outsider and has never been involved.

"Yes." Lin Xinyan agreed immediately.

"It will be very hard to learn. Are you willing?" asked the old man.

"Sister Lin, why don't I learn?" Qin Ya walked up, "You have to take care of your two children, and you need you when you go back to the store, why don't you leave this to me?" After saying that, she felt something was wrong and explained, "I don't want to hold this craft in my hand..."

"I know."

Lin Xinyan believed in her and never doubted her motives.

The old man ignored Qin Ya and said concisely and clearly, "I only teach her."

In an instant, the whole hall became quiet.

"Do you only accept one apprentice?" Su Zhan thought this was interesting. There are still such people these days. It was not in ancient times. What kind of martial arts are only passed down by one. He is just a craftsman who can make cloths. He teaches his apprentices and picks people?

It also pointed out that Lin Xinyan, did he see that Lin Xinyan has this qualification?

The old man was very calm and ignored Su Zhan at all. Instead, he looked at Lin Xinyan, "If you want to learn, you must take me as your teacher. I will teach you the skills of making cloth."

Lin Xinyan didn't mind getting a disciple, but why did he fall in love with him?

This also surprised her.

I always felt a little uneasy, so I didn't agree immediately.

"I don't know what you like about my wife, why did you choose her?" A low voice rang out behind the hall. He didn't look at anyone, and was still teasing his daughter, as if there was nothing in this world that could arouse his interest than his daughter.

The old man's eyes came over, and the light beams outside shone in, and dust lines flew up. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the angular face through thousands of beams, his hand holding the cigarette puff shook, and said calmly, "She has this qualification."

"Is that true?" Zong Jinghao finally raised his eyelids and happened to meet the old man's suppressed and heartbroken gaze. The old man seemed to have not expected that Zong Jinghao would suddenly look over.

He staggered his sight by using the action of coughing.

"You don't seem to believe me very much. I just don't want to teach people who are insincere. You can go." After saying that, the old man stood up, pushed open the side door, and walked into the house.

"Wait." Lin Xinyan called him, she thought that people who are good at craftsmanship might have a strange temper.

As a fashion designer, not only is he sensitive to the style of the designed clothes, but the fabric is also very important.

If she learns, it will be of great help to her future development in the store.

Although Lin Xichen and Lin Ruixi have recognized Zong Jinghao now, with his value, they will not treat their two children badly. She does not have to make plans for the future of their two children as they used to, but that is her career and she cannot give up her dream because of Zong Jinghao.

Only by working hard can she be a woman who can stand by him, rather than a woman who can survive by relying on him.

She is not a climbing trumpet, and she will never show off herself through his high branches, nor will she feel that she has given birth to two children for him, and she depends on him for everything.

She is still her. She will never marry a man like her mother, lose herself, have no career, and have no social interaction, and life will be so difficult after being abandoned.

Perhaps she suffered when she was a child, and even though she is rich now, she still remembers the darkness of the past.

"I would like to be your teacher for nothing."

The old man paused his movements and looked back at her, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure." She didn't go to see Zong Jinghao.

This is her own business, she can decide.

The old man's eyes passed over her, looked at the majestic figure behind her, and then said slowly, "Learn from me and I have to stay here for ten days and half a month. Are you sure you want to be my teacher?"

Lin Xinyan hesitated not because he had to stay here for half a month, but because he was worried about his two children.

"If you still have any concerns, I won't force it. After all, learning this is a hard work. Few people can endure this hard work." His words were obviously a satirizing Lin Xinyan, who wanted to learn the skills of making Xiangyunsha, but he was unwilling to endure hardships.

That's why hesitated.

Qin Ya couldn't stand it and went forward to argue with the old man.

As a result, Lin Xinyan was pulled over and shook her head, telling her not to be impulsive. She looked at the old man, "I promise you."

The old man paused for a moment, "Appoint what you have around you and come to me."

After saying that, he entered the house.

The door closed to isolate everything outside.

Bai Yining rolled over the wheelchair and walked over, "He has such a temper, and I can't do anything about it. Last time I asked him to make that cloth for me, it took a lot of effort to convince him."

"Mr. Bai, have good intentions." Zong Jinghao stood up with Lin Ruixi in his arms and glanced at Bai Yinning lightly, "What are Mr. Bai calculating in his heart?"

Bai Yinning still had a chuckling on his face, "Mr. Zong, what do you mean? I'm just introducing Miss Lin, a master who knows how to craftsmanship. What can I do?"

Zong Jinghao snorted coldly, full of threats, "No one can escape unstoppable by calculating me. Mr. Bai himself knew what the purpose of this trip was."

After saying that, he grabbed Lin Xinyan's hand and walked out of the wooden house.

Lin Xinyan followed him honestly because she also had something to say to him.

Standing by the stream at the bridge, Lin Xinyan opened his mouth first, "Are you angry?"

Zong Jinghao's voice was slightly cold, "You need money, I can give it to you..."

"Your money is yours, no matter how much you have, it's not mine." Lin Xinyan interrupted him, with an extremely firm attitude, knowing what Zong Jinghao would say next, "Do you want to say that you can support me and don't have to worry about money at all?"

Zong Jinghao stared at her calmly.

It is undeniable that he did think so, and he could give her anything as long as she wanted.

Money, identity, social status.

Lin Xinyan smiled, "I also have dreams. When I was not you, I lived the same life. With you, I don't want to lose myself. I will turn myself into no longer myself. I won't hide it from you. What you gave me is not at ease. I am afraid it is a dream or an illusion. When I wake up, I disappear."

She turned to look at the endless vineyard on the hill, and her thoughts flew away, "I've been embarrassed, I've been embarrassed, I've experienced that kind of helplessness and powerlessness..."

If she had the ability, her younger brother might not have left her at the beginning. She was afraid that such a thing would happen again, but she was still helpless.

Zong Jinghao bit his back teeth, "You can't tell, that master and Bai Yining have a purpose?"
Chapter completed!