Aojiao Wangye's palm treasure

Chapter 220 Bamboo Bowl and Bamboo Cup

"Yuexin, father and two older brothers are already full." Xi Qingyun, who had been away for a while, came back in a hurry.

"Qingyun, your father and the others are full, and we have to wait for Yuexin to be full. Didn't you see that Yuexin is still full?" Seeing her daughter leaving in a hurry and coming back in a hurry, Wen was very upset dissatisfied.

Seeing his mother getting angry, Xi Qingyun realized that he was too impatient, so he quickly sat down on the stool and secretly stuck out his tongue.

Seeing Xi Qingyun's actions, Xi Yuexin just smiled and said nothing, and Di Bing ate slowly.

Seeing Xi Yuexin's slow motion, Xi Qingyun didn't rush her, just sat there with one hand on his knee and the other on his chin, watching Xi Yuexin eat without blinking.

At the beginning, Xi Yuexin didn't think there was anything wrong, but if someone watched you eat without blinking, no matter how calm a person was, it would be unbearable.

"Mom, I'm full." In the end, Xi Yuexin had to speed up and finish the rice in the bowl.

"Leave the bowls and chopsticks, I'll wash them later." His daughter, Wen Shi, knows best about virtues, so she doesn't keep them.

"Okay." After putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Xi Yuexin picked up the two scrolls placed aside and said to Xi Qingyun: "Let's go, find father and brother."

"Ah." Finally able to satisfy his curiosity, Xi Qingyun stood up abruptly, left the kitchen with Xi Yuexin, and came to the main room.

In the main room, Xi Guodong, his father and his son were sitting around the table of the Eight Immortals, and there were uncleared dishes and dishes on the table.

Xi Qingyun neatly packed the bowls, chopsticks and plates, put them aside, vacated the table, and ran back to the kitchen to get a rag to wipe off the oil stains on the table.

"Yuexin, it's done." Xi Qingyun hung the dishcloth on the beam under the Eight Immortals table, and looked at Xi Yuexin expectantly.

Only then did Xi Yuexin slowly unfold the scroll in his hand. When they saw the objects painted on the scroll, the four fathers and sons of Xi Guoguo were stunned.

"Yuexin, is this what you drew when you stayed in the room for more than an hour?" Xi Qingyun asked, pointing to the objects on the drawing paper.

"Yes, Qingyun, don't underestimate them. If the elder brother and the second elder brother make them well, they can make a lot of money." Xi Yuexin said with a smile.

"Isn't this just a bowl with a picture of a puppy and a cup with a picture of bamboo?" Xi Qingyun really couldn't see how such an ordinary thing could become a rarity for making a lot of money in Xi Yuexin's mouth .

Not to mention Xi Qingyun, even the three fathers of Xi Guodong also had such questions, but if they wanted to ask, Xi Qingyun had already asked them for them.

"Qingyun, do children nowadays use porcelain bowls?" Xi Qingyun asked with a smile.

"Yes." When Xi Qingyun answered, Xi Guodong, father and son also nodded.

"This is a bamboo bowl and this is a bamboo cup. They are all for children after they are made." Xi Qingyun explained with a smile.

"For children?" Xi Qingyun exclaimed.

"Yes, because the porcelain bowl will be broken if it falls on the ground, and children's hands are much smaller than the bowl. Many children, especially those two or three years old, cannot hold it stably. But my bamboo bowl and A bamboo cup cannot be broken." Xi Yuexin continued to explain patiently.

After hearing Xi Yuexin's explanation, the four of them began to seriously study the drawings.

Xi Yuexin just waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)