"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.

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.
Chapter completed!