Within two days, the village baby had killed a weasel. Speaking of what happened, it was quite a coincidence, and as soon as the three babies came out of the thatched house in the middle of the night, they heard the short and panicked cooing of the hen in the chicken pen.

A few days ago, two chickens just died in the house, and the three babies immediately knew that it must be the damn beast who came to talk about the chickens again, and it was too late to call Daddy, so he picked up the shovel and entered the chicken coop.

The moon was full that night, and the three babies vaguely saw a black shadow rushing towards the entrance of the cave, regardless of the three seven twenty-one picked up the shovel and directly shot the thief to death.

Chen Qing smiled at the weasels who were only the length of his forearms, praised the three babies a few words, and promised to buy them a few candy balls to eat if he grabbed the weasels again.

This weasel rarely steals chickens to eat, and there are rodents such as rats in the wild, and I don't know how this one is eyeing the domestic chickens in captivity in the village.

Knowing that the wolf was expensive, Chen Qing didn't dare to do it indiscriminately, so he first went to the old Liu Tou's house in the village to ask for some wool practice. Lao Liu Tou is an outsider in Chenjiagou, and his family fled to Qingping Town, and later married the daughter of a unique family in the village and became a son-in-law.

(Outsiders refer to non-local villagers with surnames who have settled in the village.) ）

(Extinction refers to a family that does not have a son to inherit incense, and generally refers to a family that has no children or daughters, or only daughters and no sons.) ）

Lao Liu Tou was originally a shepherd, and after coming to Chenjiagou, he returned to his old business, raising sheep while farming, and lived well in a few years, and added two big fat boys, one surnamed Chen and one surnamed Liu.

"Uncle Liu, are you at home?" Chen Qing was not busy at noon, and came to Lao Liutou's house to ask for wool.

"It's Ah Qing, what's the matter? I wasn't at home at noon, and I ran out at noon and got sunburned carefully" Old Liu's daughter-in-law opened the door and responded.

"Auntie, I want to pick up a few wools, don't you rush to beg for it at noon," Chen Qing replied with a smile.

"Wool is not a valuable thing, you have to pick it up yourself, he sleeps in the house" Old Liu's daughter-in-law sent Chen Qing to the sheepfold by herself, and went into the house to take a nap.

Captive sheep are not afraid of people, Chen Qing caught a ram, pondered where the wool was easy to use, and finally picked a few handfuls of good places on the back, and changed to a place where the wool was hard to pick up.

In the summer, he was not afraid to shave the sheep, and if he cut enough to meet the needs, Chen Qing closed the door and went home without saying hello.

Chen Bi was also very curious when she saw Chen Qing coming back with a pile of wool, and she was also interested when she heard that her brother was going to make a brush for her.

Chen Bi pinched a handful of wool according to his brush, while Chen Qing casually took the pen holder with firewood.

The selected wool should be washed in bundles of soaked water to remove debris, and the wool contains oil, and it needs to be soaked in soaphorn or lime water for cleaning, and then rinsed with water. A comb is then used to comb the hair pedicle and remove debris and fluff.

There is a ready-made mold, the brother and sister are nimble, and when Chen Qing grinds the pen shaft with sandpaper, Chen Bina's pen tip is also ready.

"This doesn't work, you have to make the middle sharp, and you can try it with water if it fits" Chen Qing explained, so he let Chen Bi tinker with it himself, and then used a thin thread to wrap the bundled wool at the root and tie it up a few more times, before cutting it flat and setting it aside.

To make the pen shaft, you have to dig out a round groove at one end and glue the pen tip with tree glue.

It was hot at noon, and the wet wool dried out for a while, and when Chen Qing came back from scraping the gum, Chen Bi had already selected a suitable pen tip.

Tie the root of the pen tip tightly and smear it with gum and stuff it into the round groove reserved on the pen barrel, and a brush is ready. It only took an hour and a half.

"Throw it in the house to dry, otherwise the pen tip will fall off as soon as the water is soaked" Chen Qing glued one and began to sharpen the pen again.

On the way to scrape the gum, he also deliberately chose a pear wood branch to cut it back to make a pen barrel, and this time Chen Qing spent more effort on the cutting of the pen barrel.

I recall that I saw several pen barrels in the store at the beginning, some of them are the same thickness, and some are slightly wider at the bottom of the pen and thinner at the top, and most of them are used by brushes with thick pen heads.

Chen Qing's practice is naturally to pick up the easiest to make zuò. It's still the same thickness.,But this time the pen barrel took a little more thought.,At the beginning and end are used a knife to carve a circle of patterns.,It's just a simple wavy line.。

The tail of the pen barrel is also carefully engraved with three words of sheep's hair, and after carving, it is carefully polished with sandpaper until it feels smooth and has no burrs. I took Abi's brush and compared it carefully, and then applied a layer of green oil, which was no different from what was sold in the store.

The sheep hair pen shop sells 5 yuan a piece, and he pays at most some green oil and sandpaper, and the rest is considered a net profit. The sales price is still set at 3 yuan a piece, with small profits and quick turnover, and it can also have a good reputation, after all, he doesn't have to go out of the store to make money, or sell it secretly in private.

Instructed Chen Bi to put away his things, and Chen Qing went out to work happily. I just don't know if this is good to sell, after all, a brush can be used for a long time, even if it is a consumable, if a pen is good and not used frequently, it will not be bad for several years.

Forget it, instead of worrying about the market, it is better to think of a more profitable way, this thing has not been sold, who knows if the sales are good?

After dinner, Chen Qing let Chen Bi practice calligraphy as usual, and he sat by the stove to cut wood, the pen shaft is not thick, and a branch can make more than 20 pen shafts.

The other two sharpened pen barrels were also carved out of the crescent moon hole, and Chen Qing took Chen Bi's pen and ink and prepared to sleep.

After a few days of carving at noon and night, Chen Qing also slowly became proficient in new work, and the patterns on the pen barrel were also rich a lot, and the birds, beasts, flowers and plants could carve a rough appearance with a few knives, which was not as delicate as the specially made zuò pen barrel, and it looked simple.

A few sheep hair pens made before, Chen Qing dried for three days, confirmed that the gum inside was dry before trying to write, picked out the uneven brush hair to redo, not strict zhòng will grow out of some trim off, feel no different from the ordinary sheep hair pen sold in the store, Chen Qing is more confident in the sale of brushes.

The weasel's skin had already been peeled off and hung on the wall, and with full confidence, Chen Qing set out to make a wolf pen, which is a slightly more expensive pen and the first choice for common students.

A weasel's tail couldn't make a few pen heads, so Chen Qing made 5 wolf pens with some short hairs on his body, and then stopped. He now has 5 wolf pens and 30 sheep pens, which are enough to test the market, and if he can't sell them, it will be a waste of energy.

With the official arrival of autumn, the courtyard of Chen Qing's house is also covered with all kinds of sun-dried wild vegetables and herbs. Chen Qing took advantage of this period of farming to pickle the vegetables in the vegetable field that should be pickled, harvested what should be harvested, and set aside some of the vegetables that could not be left for a long time, and all the rest were dried into vegetables and kept for winter rations.

A yard of dried eggplants, shredded beans, and cucumber slices will make the whole yard almost run out. Because of the lot of dry goods, the eldest aunt is too lazy to get the two juniors to walk around the yard, anyway, under her nose, these things are her own, and she is not afraid of the two little ones taking them to steal money.

"Someone has to be willing to buy this thing" Chen Bi pouted and complained, the eldest aunt is more and more aware of money, and the vegetables at home are also treasures, which is really a money fan.

"Okay, what does she do? Isn't it impossible to prevent the two of us from being thieves?" Chen Qing winked at his sister, and the brother and sister secretly laughed together.

Chen Qing coughed secretly, he seems to have taught his sister badly, he knew at a young age that he had to hide his private money, don't wait until he got married, this problem can't be changed - but this is not a bad thing, people should always leave a way back for themselves, but I still have to tell my sister to do things safely, there is no impermeable wall in the world, and it is not good if the matter is revealed and attracts the suspicion of the in-laws.

Chen Qing was pondering whether this behavior was good or bad, and his precocious girl had already put away her smile, and seriously put the dried fungus and mushrooms into the kitchen and tied them carefully in a cloth bag.

"Uh~ Let's take a look and talk about it" Chen Qing looked at the girl's style, and had to mutter, no longer worried.

Ten days have passed, and a few days before the autumn harvest, Chen Qing quickly finished embroidering a work, carefully looked at this hundred sons and thousands of grandchildren, and felt that there was no needle to carefully fold and put it into the cloth bag, he had to rush to the town tomorrow, and the last time I made an appointment with my aunt, I am afraid that it will have to be delayed for a few days, and I will catch up with the autumn harvest, at least a month will not be idle, and I have no time to embroider work.

Inform the eldest uncle, take advantage of the autumn harvest to sell the herbs stored at home, and the next day received 15 yuan and left early in the morning.

Walk quickly in an hour, and arrive at Qingping Town, which is just the time when ordinary people have just finished breakfast. I first went to the pharmacy to find Shopkeeper Lin to change the herbs, and then said that I would not send medicine in the near future, and then handed Shopkeeper Lin a pack of dried fungus.

"Don't forget to dig up the medicinal herbs on the cliff before winter, so as not to slip and fall on the cold road" Shopkeeper Lin was still thinking about this, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Don't worry, I'll go first" After Chen Qing finished speaking, he saw that the shopkeeper Lin stuffed him with a bun, and he didn't shirk and took it with a smile. I came out in a hurry today, I didn't even bother to eat breakfast, and he had to go to the gate of the academy to try his luck after handing over the embroidery work to see if the brush was marketable.