Five days later, in the morning, as soon as Lian Tianqing arrived at the workshop, Xu Wen greeted him, spread a piece of paper in front of him, and looked at him with excited and expectant eyes.

Lian Tianqing looked at the deep dark circles under Xu Wen's eyes, was silent for a while, and said, "How long have you slept in the past five days?"

"It's not important, Master. Xu Wen is also very stubborn sometimes, he is a little impatient, and he does not have the usual calmness at all, "I copied all the contents of the album, and restored the details of the brushwork as much as possible." Let's see, what else needs to be improved?"

"......" Lian Tianqing did not speak. Comparing his heart to his heart, he knew very well that at such times, it was useless for him to say anything.

He slowly lowered his head to look at the piece of paper that Xu Wen had spread out, as well as the pictures on the paper.

Although he was taught by his master, Xu Wen's way of doing things has always had his own obvious characteristics.

The drawings he drew were not the same as Lian Tianqing's, not like paintings, but more like drawings specially prepared for follow-up work.

At his core, he is a complete picture that outlines the shape of the finch as a whole.

The style of the unknown craftsman is between the Ming and Qing dynasties, and it is a period of evolution from simplicity to complexity, and the details are very rich.

The finch is three-dimensional, many of these details can not be expressed on the main picture, Xu Wen drew an auxiliary small picture next to it, directly with the arrow corresponding to the main picture, the size data is all marked on the side, it looks like a rigorous and rational beauty.

"The master craftsman loves and is good at depicting animals, often using animals to echo the main characters to enrich the plot of the scene. For example, in the work of Matsushita Asking the Woodcutter, there is a squirrel among the branches and leaves of the pine tree, and the squirrel tilts its head, as if it is also listening to the scholar's question with the woodcutter. Zhou Gong held the picture, and the crow on the eaves was straightened with its neck, as if he was looking at who the person was. ”

He exhaled and said with a smile, "Jiang Taigong fishes, using a straight hook, not fish, but people." So there should be no fish on the hook, and the fish should be in the water. ”

He pointed to a place in the picture where three fish were drawn, two swimming around with their eyes closed, and one close to the straight hook, as if curious.

"There is no one on this original, it is my speculation based on the master's style. Master, look ......."

"The idea is good, but the painting needs to be improved. Lian Tianqing commented lightly.

He picked up the pen from the table next to him and made changes directly on the basis of Xu Wen's picture.

He didn't change much, only added a few strokes, and didn't change Xu Wen's thinking.

But just these few strokes, the whole picture seems to come to life, and the casual atmosphere contains a little bit of tension, as if it is the expectation of the prince.

"Awesome!" Xu Wen's eyes lit up, staring at Lian Tianqing's few strokes, pondering repeatedly.

"However, the way of restoration is more important than these salty efforts, and you already have a basic grasp of Min Liu's style...... What kind of wood is this finch substitute?"

Lian Tianqing's words casually brought out the name of the master craftsman, Xu Wen was thinking about it, and suddenly heard him change the topic, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly followed: "It's boxwood." ”

"Well, that's good. You go to rest first, and after you wake up, I'll teach you Yang Muqiao. Practice Yang Muqiao, and this finch will be handed over to you to cultivate. Lian Tianqing commanded lightly.

"I can learn now, I'm not sleepy at all!" Xu Wen only felt that his whole body was full of strength, and he could fight for another three hundred rounds.

"My words are fart?" Lian Tianqing rebuked him unceremoniously.

Xu Wen realized that Lian Tianqing had never been a good-tempered person, so he had no choice but to hum and prepare to go out.

It may be that a tight string in his heart has relaxed, Xu Wen has only taken two steps before he feels a strong sleepiness coming over. His body shook twice, and he stood still.

"Just sleep here. Lian Tianqing pointed to the side, there was a small wooden bed there, which was used to rest when he was tired from work.

When Xu Wen saw the bed, he felt that his eyes were about to be opened. He staggered over and collapsed on the bed, almost touching the futon when the sound of his breathing became heavy.

Lian Tianqing stood at the table, still staring at the drawing.

Min Liu's album was placed next to it and opened.

Although the brushstrokes on both sides are completely different, anyone can see at a glance that the style of the original work is the same, and it is the work of the same person. The picture is complete, the details are rich, and the data is complete, and you can start repairing it at any time.

In just five days......

The corners of Lian Tianqing's mouth curled slightly, walked to Xu Wen's small bed, pulled up the thin quilt, and gently covered him.

After a good night's sleep, Xu Wen fell asleep in the afternoon, and he didn't even eat dinner that day, and he didn't wake up until the next morning.

It was not yet dawn outside, and the chickens in Xiaoheng Village were crowing everywhere, and the slightly cold morning breeze quietly seeped in along the cracks in the windows and doors.

Xu Wen wiped his face and gradually remembered what happened before going to bed.

He lifted the thin quilt on his body, stared at it for a moment, scratched his head again, and laughed.

The shoes were taken off and put aside, and needless to say, I knew who made them.

Xu Wen put on his shoes and stood up, and his stomach immediately gurgled very appreciatively.

I definitely didn't eat dinner yesterday, and I don't remember lunch.

Even Lin Lin must have sent it over, but whether he went to eat it or not, Xu Wen really didn't have any impression at all.

After thinking for a while, Xu Wen was even hungrier, he glanced outside, it was dark, and he didn't know if he could find something to eat.

He went out the door and walked in the direction of the kitchen.

It was the darkest time before dawn, the starlight was gone, the morning light was still bright, and the surroundings were basically out of sight.

But Xu Wen didn't light the lamp, and walked forward familiarly with just a faint layer of light between heaven and earth.

He walked steadily, not even groping.

After a year here, he knew every road and every corner of the road clearly, and he could draw it with his eyes closed.

It's like his other home, and there's nothing to fear even if he walks at night.

But despite this, when he went around a corner and saw a little yellow light in the kitchen, he couldn't help but feel a stir in his heart, and quickened his pace and walked over.

Autumn mornings are cool, but the kitchen is warm, and orange light fills the space.

The fire was very strong, it had been born for a long time, the pot on the stove was steaming, and the tempting fresh fragrance was mixed with the heat, which made Xu Wen even more hungry in an instant.

"You're awake. Lian Linlin turned back from the stove, and the fire reflected half of her face, shining the fine hairs on her cheeks. She smiled and said, "Are you hungry?

“...... Hmm!" Xu Wen looked at her and walked over.

In just a few moments, a bowl of steaming noodles was delivered to him.

The soup is very clear, with slender noodles white, yellowish white, dotted with pale green lettuce and white whitebait. There is no crab meat in the whole bowl of noodles, but the sweet crab aroma overflows.

The moment he smelled this fragrance, Xu Wen's stomach growled again.

"Eat, eat, eat!" Lian Linlin smiled and urged repeatedly.

Xu Wen couldn't put down the chopsticks after taking a bite, and the whole bowl of noodles fell in his stomach after a while.

"How's it going?" asked Lian Linlin expectantly.

“...... How do you make this noodle? I can't see the crab meat at all, how can I eat it with crab umami?" asked Xu Wen, handing her the bowl.

"You don't know that, hehe! It's not crab season yet, and the crab meat isn't full yet. I caught a small crab and peeled the meat out bit by bit to make the soup. Don't underestimate this bowl of soup, it uses more than 20 crabs!"

Lian Lin Lin gave him another bowl and said triumphantly.

"When did you learn to cook such a troublesome dish?"

"Sister Qi taught me. That's a real problem! If I hadn't thought about making it for you, I wouldn't have the patience. ”

Even Lin Lin has no intentions, and he takes it for granted.

Xu Wen was eating noodles with his hand, but stopped for a while.