Qin Jiang gave a thumbs up, "Xiaoshan is just not ordinary, just guess it." The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info shopkeeper Chen also said that Xiaoshan is the girl's house, and you two masters and apprentices enter and exit the Chunjin Building, and immediately save half of your worries. ”

"It's really my fault." I can't complain that Master Wu is angry, with his old-fashioned temperament and the superb craftsmanship of woodcut black and white prints, how can he "fall" the beauty picture?

Jienan's mind changed sharply, "If Master Wu can trust Xiaoshan, let Xiaoshan go alone, it is enough." ”

The first step of printmaking is like embroidery, and if there is no ready-made pattern, then you have to paint the pattern first. Therefore, to carve a beauty, you have to draw a beauty first.

Drawing, how simple, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and one hand. One hand, she can still free it. Moreover, she has helpers.

Master Qin, who was not ordinary in the south of the country, questioned, "Just you?" ”

On the contrary, it was Master Wu, with a grateful expression of shaking off the hot potato, turned his head and walked into the workshop, "Follow me for more than half a year, just let me see how you learn." ”

Qin Jiang was dumbfounded, and hurriedly chased after her, "Master Wu, she usually does chores, and she can't even hold a carving knife, we haven't seen her painting skills, how can you let her go alone?" ”

The burden of unloading, Master Wu was willing to carry his body again, turned around and waved to Jie Nanzhi, and asked her to leave quickly, "A portrait of the beauty in the world, Xiaoshan, you go and show up, pretend to be casual, and deal with Mother Zhou in the building." ”

Jienan left with a small baggage, and when he heard Master Qin's words of "I can't help it, I can't help it", I couldn't help but smile. If you live like this all the time, it's good, small fights, trivial, easy to deal with, and less to worry about.

Let's talk about Chunjin Tower.

The Sang family, which dominated Fenglai County, fell, allowing the moderately rich families who were originally under the Sang family to pick up ready-made, and soon carved up this county town with a population of thousands. Chunjin Building was originally a green building opened by Sang Dalang, and Zhou's mother, who was in charge, bought it at a low price, and changed its appearance to become the most prosperous local theater, attracting the richest people in the county.

In the year that Jienan came back, these people were not included in the trouble for her at all. Sang Datian's death or not, for this group of people, it is only a difference between more and less interests, and they no longer have to worry about the Sang family. Therefore, the six mothers of the Sang family, who let Angu and these people as targets for arrows outside the Chunjin Building, stepped into the Chunjin Building, and no one recognized her.

"Hey, why is the girl in the Chunjin Building dressed so shabby, brother, can I add makeup and buy clothes for you?" Even if she attracts people's attention, it is only because she is a woman.

With the wind in her ears, Jie Nan gently let go to the side, and coldly saw that the reckless pig's hand was empty, and when she turned around, her posture was already cringing, and she bent her neck and shoulders and took two steps back.

The owner of the pig's hand "glanced at it", and immediately retreated farther than Jienan, pulled his companion, and beat his heart in fright, "Mom, where did the blue-faced female ghost come from?" ”

But when his companion looked at him, he saw a dark back walking into the inner porch, and he laughed at him for drinking too little, and he fainted after a few glasses, and mistook a man for a woman.

However, not to mention these two drunks, even Zhou's mother almost looked at Jienan at the kid. But in the end, she was spicy, and at the second glance, she saw the female appearance in this person's ugly color, and she was no longer suspicious at the moment, but she was quite dissatisfied with Master Wu's absence.

"It's really unreasonable, charge me five times, and the master won't come to one, so he sent you, a skinny tomboy. Dare to look down on my Chunjin Building, don't you? "Zhou's mother is in her early forties, no matter how old she is in this industry, she has to sell well, paint pink and red, wear yarn and silk, and keep that wonderful apricot blossom color.

The corners of Jienan's mouth turned upward, much like a respectful smile, "Mother Zhou, don't be annoyed, printmaking is divided into painting, carving, and printing, each performing its own duties." Although the two masters are good at carving, their painting may not be as good as mine. ”

Zhou's mother was suspicious, "Are you a painter?" ”

Jienan didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he seemed to be modest, "Mother Zhou, since I'm already here, it's better to let me paint first, so as not to delay the swallow girl to see the guest." Wait for the masters to carve out, if you are dissatisfied, it is not too late to complain to my shopkeeper. ”

Zhou's mother thought about it, so she led the festival south into the back garden, and stopped in front of a main house on the second floor to call, "Baby, the painter is here, are you ready to stop?" ”

The door opened, and there stood a little girl with a sweet smile, "Mom, please, the girl has already cleaned up, why haven't you come yet." Tonight, Liu Ergongzi's birthday, I am going to pick up the girl. ”

Zhou's mother walked in and laughed, "How can my mother forget her business!" It's still early, don't worry. Besides, let Liu Ergongzi wait a lot, so that it seems that the baby is expensive. ”

"Mother is not right. About integrity, can not be honest and trustworthy, but to raise the value of complacency, Yan Niang disdainful. "The swallow girl's timbre is like a pearl, crisp and jade.

Hearing this, Jienan nodded secretly, thinking that this girl seemed to be a reasonable person. Then I went around the double bead curtain and saw the appearance of the woman leaning against the window, and I was amazed.

Qingmei Dai Mountain, smoke. Autumn water and summer mirror, bright eyes. The neon feather silk flies with the clouds, and the dust does not fall into the flower fairy. The swallow girl of Chunjin Lou is worthy of her name and is a real beauty. Beauty, beauty outside, vulgar beauty, beauty inside, out of the dust. Not to mention the small Chunjin Building, the lack of Fenglai County, even Chengxiang Mansion City can't afford it, such a dusty beauty.

Jienan felt that she had been reckless, and with her ability to paint, it was really difficult to paint such a beautiful face.

Yan Niang was not surprised when she saw that the painter was a woman dressed in simple and cold clothes, "Mother is bothered, but it is more convenient for female painters." ”

One sentence cleared Zhou's mother's dissatisfaction, smiled and said no, and said, "Don't bother to bother, as long as the baby lives well in the future, my mother will not hurt you in vain." ”

"But when my daughter becomes rich, she will definitely take over her mother for the elderly, and you will not be allowed not to come at that time." The beauty smiled, very captivating.

Zhou's mother laughed so much that her eyes were gone.

Jienan seems that if someone hadn't called her mother outside, the kind words of the mother and son would probably have been able to speak for three days and three nights. However, she heard something inside. Swallow girl, is this a redemption? Otherwise, the mother and daughter were reluctant to say goodbye to each other, although she sounded more polite.

"What should you call it?" Yan Niang had already sat down and asked the little girl to pour tea.

Jienan returned to his senses, "Just call me Xiaoshan." ”

"Little Mountain Girl." Yan Niang spoke softly, but compared to the way she treated Zhou's mother just now, she raised her posture slightly, "Yan Niang has to go to the guest banquet tonight, please hurry up." ”

The painter and carver, useful is not expensive, the guest is respected, Yan Niang will not take her as a mother to pay homage. Jienan didn't care at all, opened the baggage, took pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put them on the table one by one.

"Ask the girl to do a water sleeve dance." Jienan Road.

I can only mix today, but I can't mix it casually.

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