"Well, do you have any cloth that you don't use?" Seeing the two staring at him, Chen Chen scratched his head embarrassedly and asked.

"Cloth that you don't use? Is Young Master Chen going to use it to wrap this black charcoal? The little maid Xi'er has a more flexible brain, and when she heard Chen Chen ask this, she said it smoothly.

"Hehe, the little girl is very smart." Chen Chen nodded, the cloth he didn't need was naturally going to hold these charcoals, otherwise would he have to carry it back? Wouldn't that make even the clothes on your body black, and wouldn't it be like a beggar?

He's a little bit of a cleanliness person, as for why he endured to tinker with those charcoals before, he was forced to do nothing.

"Young Master Chen, the slave maid has a black cloth here, the color matches this black charcoal, the slave maid will go and get it." The aunt felt that it was time for her to show her merits, and remembered that there was still a black cloth in her place, so she immediately opened her mouth attentively, and ran away without waiting for Chen Chen to answer.

Leaving Chen Chen and Xi'er to look at each other in a daze.

After a while, the aunt came back with the "black cloth" in her mouth, Chen Chen looked at it, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he almost didn't cover his nose, it was exactly the same as the aunt described, it was black enough, and it really matched the black charcoal, but Chen Chen squatted down like this, and then put the piles of charcoal into his clothes.

The black cloth that exuded a strange sour smell, Chen Chen was afraid that if he really took it and wrapped it in black charcoal, he was afraid that after a while, the charcoal would be stained with the same strange smell as the black cloth, which made people can't help but feel sick.

After pocketing the pile of charcoal on the ground, Chen Chen even forgot to say goodbye to the aunt, so he left quickly.

"Young Master Chen, you wait for Xi'er." Xi'er didn't dare to linger any longer when she saw Chen Chen running away, so she hurriedly caught up.

When he returned to the courtyard, Chen Chen ran down for a while, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, but Xi'er behind him was almost smoking.

She was a girl, and she didn't run as fast as Chen Chen, but she was worried that she wouldn't be able to keep up with Chen Chen, so she had to run hard, and naturally she was out of breath, but she still didn't catch up.

When Xi'er caught up, Chen Chen was already sitting in the room and sipping tea leisurely, seeing Xi'er appear, Chen Chen hurriedly poured a cup of tea, and asked Xi'er to drink water to moisten his throat first.

Xi'er was very thirsty, and she didn't care about any master and servant, so she directly picked up the teacup and drank it, but unlike Chen Chen's cow chewing peony, although Xi'er was very thirsty, her posture of drinking tea was still so elegant, which made people feel that this was the real taste.

"Xi'er, will you promise the young master one thing later?" After being courteous and offering enough, Chen Chen began to show his fox tail.

Sitting in front of Xi'er, he said with a smile on his face.

"Young Master Chen has something to say, the slave and maid will definitely do it for you, don't say such polite words again, otherwise the staff will hear it and reprimand the slave and maid." Xi'er hurriedly waved her hand and said anxiously.

She was just a maid, but Chen Chen respected her so much, which made her heart very frightened.

"What, I won't let you be scolded, besides, if you see my work in a while, you will definitely jump on the roof with joy." Chen Chen boasted to himself, but this is not Chen Chen's exaggeration, no one knows about sketches in this dynasty, it must be fresh when it is taken out, since it is fresh, there must be people who are curious, and if you are curious, are you afraid that people will not like it?

That's why Chen Chen thought about taking the maid to be the first model he sketched and the first person to eat crabs.

"Hmm... Is Young Master Chen going to draw slaves? Xi'er tilted her head and thought about it and asked.

"Clever, Xi'er, I didn't expect your brain to turn so fast, I just said this, you know, praise." Chen Chen raised his finger at Xi'er and praised him with a smile. Chen Chen's compliment made Xi'er feel shy, a wisp of crimson floated on her tender cheeks, and she lowered her head shyly, not even daring to look at Chen Chen.

It's just that she still has a faint loss in her heart, although Young Master Chen is good to her, he is the husband of the eldest lady after all, which makes her feel pity, and her heart is strange.

But I can't help but think that I am the maid next to the eldest lady, if I don't marry the boy in the house, maybe I can serve my uncle with the eldest lady.

"Ahem, that's what it looks like, yes, keep it this way, don't move, I'm going to paint, hold on for a minute, oh no, it's for ten minutes." Seeing Xi'er's shy appearance, Chen Chen's inspiration suddenly came, and he hurriedly said to Xi'er, this smile and lowered his eyes, coupled with the shyness in his eyes, is really a good scene, and it is the most suitable to draw it.

This side let Qing'er keep her posture still, Chen Chen had already touched the paper with one hand, picked up a piece of charcoal from the table with the other, and used both eyes and hands, but with a few strokes, Xi'er's general outline appeared on the paper, and then the small plate was slowly repaired, Chen Chen drew very seriously, sometimes frowning, as if he was not satisfied with the painting, and sometimes grinning.

However, even if Chen Chen was extremely careful in his drawing, such a sketch was completed in only ten minutes in his hand, and a vivid Xi'er appeared on the paper.

"Alright, done." After finishing the last stroke, Chen Chen threw the charcoal in his hand at will, not knowing where to go in the corner, Chen Chen woke up Xi'er, who was still posing, and showed this painting that he was very satisfied with in front of her, grinning proudly, "How about it, my painting skills are okay." ”

Chen Chen is naturally not stupid enough to brag about himself, and the words of praise for him must come out of other people's mouths to be interesting.

Xi'er looked at the person in front of her who was almost exactly the same as herself on the paper, if she didn't look in the mirror, how could she see a person who was so similar to herself, and suddenly her eyes flashed with little stars, and she liked Chen Chen even more in her heart.

"Young Master Chen, your painting is simply amazing, Xi'er has never seen such a painting before, and ...... So fast. Xi'er looked at the person who looked exactly like herself in the painting, and couldn't help but praise.

The people on the paper are just like the real thing, and they are better than the painters on the street, the most important thing is that Young Master Chen has only painted for such a short time, and the painting is good, how can this make Xi'er not admire, a heart just fell like this, and secretly thought in his heart, Chen Gongzi didn't paint this portrait for the eldest lady, didn't paint this portrait for the staff, but painted a portrait for Xi'er, is it because Young Master Chen also likes Xi'er?

So Xi'er looked at Chen Chen with shyness in her eyes, and secretly glanced at Chen Chen from time to time, but when Chen Chen raised his head, he hurriedly lowered his head, and his little heart was beating so happily.

"Hey, just like it." Chen Chen grinned, very satisfied with Xi'er's happy appearance, so it seems that the sketch in his hand is worthy of the little girls' liking. For a second, Chen Chen felt that the task assigned by the system to himself was too light, after all, there are not a few people who spend a lot of money for the things they like, what if a local tyrant takes a fancy to him, and he will directly fill the amount of 100,000 silver as soon as he loses the silver?

Ahem, the above is pure fantasy crooked.

The reality is cruel, although Xi'er likes it very much, but as soon as she heard that Chen Chen was going to take it out and sell the silver, she immediately pushed it into Chen Chen's arms, and said reluctantly: "Young Master Chen, the slave and maid only have two taels of silver, and they will send it back to their father and brother next month." ”