Chapter 831: Teaching the Craft of Glassmaking (3)

Cai Wei heard the familiar voice, raised her head and nodded slightly: "Well, you are here!"

At this moment, she was wearing a sky-blue waist-length short gown embroidered with black bamboo, with her sleeves rolled up, revealing half of her tender arms, and an ivory moon-colored skirt underneath, just above her ankles, plain and simple, concise and capable. At this moment, she was talking to several craftsmen about the control of the temperature and the ratio of the two ores, and she was so vivid and devoted that when she saw Nangong Yi coming, she only nodded and greeted him, and then lowered her head to talk about the matters that need to be paid attention to when melting the two ores!

Nangong Yi was originally choked up when he saw her surrounded by a group of stinky men, and then he was treated coldly by her, and he felt even more aggrieved, and he couldn't even maintain the fake smile on his face. He turned around with a dark face and walked over quickly, squeezed away the craftsman closest to him, and stayed by her side.

He was an ancient man, with the same thinking pattern as the ancients, conservative and feudal. When he saw his woman surrounded by those half-naked men, his heart felt like a blockage, and he wanted to lose his temper on the spot.

However, he didn't dare to do so. If he did that, it would be strange if the girl didn't turn against him.

Caiwei was teaching everyone the craft of making glass. When she saw him suddenly squeeze over, she was surprised and said, "What are you doing here? Go back quickly, it's dirty, don't get your clothes dirty later!"

Nangong Yi looked at the slave craftsmen coldly, gritted his teeth and said, "You know it's dirty, but you still stay here, come back with me."

Caiwei glanced at him and said, "Don't you see I'm busy? How can I leave? Besides, am I the kind of person who is afraid of dirt and tiredness?"

As she said that, she called a few nearby craftsmen, "Now you can turn off the fire, everyone come over to help, pour the molten liquid into the mold, be careful of the burns..."

When several big men heard Caiwei's words, they immediately gathered around, carefully lifted the iron pot on the stove, and walked towards the mold.

Caiwei followed behind them, telling them to be careful and instructing them how to pour the liquid into the mold without splashing.

Nangong Yi was ignored again, and his handsome face suddenly turned dark. He looked at his woman standing calmly among a group of shirtless Mongolian slaves, ignoring the half-naked bodies of the men, especially when pouring the melted liquid, she squeezed together with several men, and their bodies were almost touching.

Nangong Yi's face turned green with anger, and he didn't care about his manners, and walked towards the shed.

Caiwei was squatting on the ground and telling everyone how to pour glass liquid and how to make the glass smooth and flawless, but she was suddenly shrouded by a shadow. She almost raised her head and saw the man's stinky face at a glance.

"Nangong Yi, what's wrong with you?"

She asked without knowing what to say.

This man, when he came in just now, he still looked warm and gentle, but in the blink of an eye, he put on a look as if someone owed him eight hundred dollars, which was really inexplicable.

"Come with me!"

Nangong Yi bent down, took her hand and walked outside.

"Hey, Nangong Yi, I haven't finished talking yet, hey... where are you going to take me?"

Nangong Yi's feet were like the wind, and he didn't allow Caiwei to resist at all. He grabbed her wrist and walked a long way in one breath before stopping.

Caiwei was a smart and insightful woman. She quickly figured out why the man was angry. In her eyes, it was nothing for a man and a woman to have contact, but he was different. He was an ancient man, and he knew that he had received a feudal education. In his concept, he would not allow his woman to be so close to other men, especially when the other party was a half-naked man!

Facing the man's cold eyes, Caiwei kept rolling her eyes in her heart, but on the surface she still squeezed out a smile, quickly organized her words, and tried to explain to him what had just happened, "Hey, Nangong Yi..."

"Listen, don't go to the shed again!"

Nangong Yi interrupted her rudely, with a cold look on his handsome face.

Caiwei rubbed her eyebrows and said distressedly: "Nangong Yi, you are too jealous. If you don't let me enter the shed, who will teach these craftsmen? If the craftsmen don't know how to make glass, how can they make tribute to the Great Jin? If there is no tribute, how can the Mengnu be considered to have surrendered to our Great Jin? Isn't this battle of yours..."

"I'll teach you!"

The man interrupted her and said grimly: "Teach me the skill of making glass, and I'll teach them!"