Chapter 895

"I can only do my best. As for whether it will succeed, I can't guarantee it. After all, there are many materials in this world that we don't understand." Tool of.

In the following time, the old craftsman experimented with various gadgets on Yun Dai's ears.

It was an eye-opener.

The young goldsmith watched eagerly, still envious: "Hey, I have learned from my grandfather for so long, and my grandfather has never shown me a lot of tools. He still keeps secrets... This time I have seen it."

The old goldsmith ignored him, bowed his head and worked seriously.

Seeing him embarrassed, Yu Zhu said with a smile, "It's also the first time I've seen him."

Seeing her pretty face, the young goldsmith couldn't help but blushed, and looked away embarrassingly.

The old goldsmith sighed and shook his head: "I really can't do anything about it. Although it looks like gold, it's not gold. As for what it is, sorry for my ignorance, I can't recognize it."

Yu Zhu was a little anxious, and asked, "Is there really nothing I can do?"

"Yes, grandfather, you should think of a way," said the young goldsmith.

The old goldsmith glared at him: "I'm not thinking, talk less, do more!"

He frowned and pondered, and said: "Generally, when we use gold to make jewelry, we have to melt the gold. Nothing can be melted forever. Although I don't know what it is in Madam's ear, but..."

"You mean, fuse it with fire?" Yuzhu stared wide-eyed, "This is worn on my master's ear! Can you guarantee that it won't hurt my master?"

The old goldsmith was a little embarrassed: "This..."

"It's impossible." The young goldsmith said quietly, "The temperature of the molten gold is so close to the ear, I'm afraid it will burn the ear..."

"Don't talk about it!" Yu Zhu had goosebumps all over her body, "Even if the master loses a hair, it won't work, this won't work. Think of another way."

"Then there is really no other way." The old goldsmith said, "You have to tie the bell to untie it. Where did Madam get this jewelry? You still have to find that person."

Yun Dai exhaled slowly, stood up, and said, "If that's the case, I will trouble the master."

"I couldn't be more helpful, sorry."

"It's nothing, it's not your fault." Yun Dai glanced at Yu Zhu.

Yuzhu hurriedly took out a small piece of silver from the purse, and said, "You have worked hard for a long time, so you take this. It is rewarded by our wife."

"No, you won't be rewarded for your merits." The old goldsmith hastily declined, "Dingyang, hurry up and return the money to him."

The young craftsman rushed out with the silver and wanted to return Yuzhu.

Yu Zhu stuffed the silver into his hand, and then left without looking back.

The young goldsmith stared at her back in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

"Boy, what are you looking at?" asked the old goldsmith.

The young goldsmith withdrew his gaze and said, "Grandfather, what do you think... whose wife was that just now? Even the maids around her are so outstanding."

The old goldsmith said: "It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter to people like us anyway. Come here and do things honestly."

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Qin Palace.

After Zhao Shu handed over the horse to the housekeeper, he went back to the house and changed into clothes, practiced sword in the courtyard for half an hour, and then went to the study.

He picked up the letter from the northwest side and read it carefully. After reading it, I wanted to find an envelope to reply to, and opened the drawer, but felt something was wrong.