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"Soy bean sprouts." Jiaxing covered his mouth and exclaimed, as if he had discovered something extraordinary, he said excitedly, "So those yellow and white things on the base of the statue just now are soy bean sprouts?"
Lu Lin gave her a thumbs up: "You are so smart."
Obviously Lu Lin's boast was perfunctory.
But Jiaxing was like a child who got sugar, smiling very happily.
It made Lu Lin feel too embarrassed, and this little girl is too easy to deceive.
"Stretch out my hand and give you something."
"What?" Jiaxing looked puzzled, but still obediently stretched out his hand, spreading his palm towards him.
Lu Lin took out the prism from his pocket, held it up to the light, and let the reflected optical fiber fall into Jiaxing's palm.
After a while, a rainbow suddenly appeared in her palm.
"rainbow."
Jiaxing was shocked.
The big eyeball looked at Lu Lin for a while, and the rainbow in his hand for a while, his face was full of shock.
"Do you like it?"
Jiaxing looked at Lu Linruyu's face, shrouded in golden light, so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
My heart skipped a beat suddenly.
His cheeks flushed suddenly, he quickly moved his face away, and said timidly.
"like."
"Huh? What?" The voice was too low, Lu Lin didn't hear it, and instinctively leaned over.
Jiaxing felt that his face was about to bleed, so he quickly got up and turned his back on him.
"I, I have to go back."
After finishing speaking, he ran away without waiting for Lu Lin to say goodbye.
"What are you running for?"
"You didn't take the rainbow..."
Hearing Lu Lin's call, Jiaxing ran back again, snatched the prism from Lu Lin's hand, covered his face and ran again.
Lu Lin: ...
She is obviously a heroine in bright clothes and angry horses, why she suddenly acted like a shy girl.
Sure enough, a woman's heart is a sea needle!
……
When Lu Lin returned to the mansion, Father Cheap was already holding a manuscript in his study, crossing his legs, reading with relish.
Lu Lin snatched it back angrily.
"If you don't ask yourself, it's considered stealing. Didn't your husband teach you?"
Zhu Di blushed, and argued, "Father and son, is it necessary to see each other like this?"
"Have."
Lu Lin replied without hesitation.
Zhu Di touched his nose and said in a disheartened manner, "You wrote this book?"
"That's it."
"Forget?" Zhu Di was puzzled: "If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What is calculation?"
"Because I copied it."
Zhu Di: ...
Wow, you are so shameless, you are so confident in copying.
"Who copied it? To be able to write such a chivalrous and tender manuscript must be a great talent in the world."
"Introduce me?"
Zhu Di had the expression of a fly seeing Shi, and Lu Lin couldn't help but roll his eyes.
It's here again, and I must be thinking about this manuscript again, and I want to print it and sell it to make a lot of money.
Really worthy of being a profiteer.
Opportunities can be found anywhere.
"Not yet born."
Zhu Di: ...
Brat, what you wrote is what you wrote, let me put on my pretense.
But his appreciation for Lu Lin was even more important.
This kid is proficient in all eighteen martial arts. It would be great if he were his own son. In the world of Ming Dynasty, there will be successors.
"Don't worry about this business. I have already printed hundreds of copies, and I will make a fortune from it."
Lu Lin put away the manuscript as he spoke.
Hearing this, Zhu Di burst out laughing suddenly: "You want to sell this manuscript for money?"
Today's manuscripts are the works of great Confucians, and they are only a few copper coins.
This manuscript is indeed very well written, but it is impossible, absolutely impossible to make a fortune from it.
Lu Lin waved his hand: "No, it's free."
Zhu Di was taken aback when he heard this, and burst out laughing again.
"Free? Then you won't even earn a few copper coins, and you still have to lose printing fees."
Lu Lin rolled his eyes at him, are you so happy that I lost money?