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Wan Niang instructed Rushu to take the embroidery pattern she was going to launch in Ruyizhuang, which was definitely not available in Daqi.

Although Cheongju's Jinxiuzhuang already has a similar style, what is prepared for Ruyizhuang is completely different from the style of Jinxiuzhuang.

"Yes, ma'am!"

Rushu said yes and went out.

At this time, a maid brought tea and snacks.

"Dark Cloud Girl, it's good that you are a person from Daqi, now I am not afraid that you will not be used to eating what we have here, this dim sum and flower tea are nothing to get by myself, Dark Cloud Girl try it."

Wan Niang smiled and invited Wuyun to eat.

Wuyun didn't say anything more, took a piece of dim sum and ate it.

She did finish the embroidery village in the entire capital, and in order to prepare, she didn't even eat lunch, and now she is filling her stomach with snacks and tea.

After a while, Rushu came with the drawing paper.

Wan Niang took the drawing paper and handed it to Wuyun, saying, "Girl, look at it, are these the same as what you saw in the embroidery village in the capital before?" ”

The dark clouds took it and looked at it one by one.

The more I watched, the more frightened I became.

She didn't dare to say that she had never forgotten it, but the embroidery drawings in the capital were roughly the same, and there were basically no in these drawings that she had seen.

And what is drawn on the drawing is different from the current way of drawing.

The lines are more delicate, the living creatures painted are more vivid, and even the landscapes, plants and trees seem to have spirituality, which makes people love it.

Dark Clouds is sure that these embroidered pictures will be loved by children and young girls alike.

Her favorite is one of them, an eagle soaring through the sky.

It is not like the paintings made by the literati today, but after seeing it, she is more inclined to be painted by Wan Niang.

"How's it going, Dark Cloud Girl?"

Wan Niang had been observing the dark cloud's expression and knew that she was surprised.

"Mrs. Qin, the pen you use to draw pictures must not be the brush you use!?"

Dark Cloud asked.

Wan Niang raised her eyebrows, and she could see it after a while.

Others didn't see it so quickly before, so they smiled: "Well, the dark cloud girl has good eyesight." ”

Wuyun shook his head and said, "Madame doesn't know, when Wuyun is in the grassland, he will draw directly on the cloth, and it is inconvenient to use a brush, so I just cut the branches and painted them with ink." ”

Oh? That's smart!

Wan Niang praised: "The dark cloud girl is really smart, I don't use branches, but feathers." The girl also saw that the animals and plants I painted were different from ordinary ones, almost all of them were composed of threads, and besides, I used to be in the country, and only people who studied at home would prepare pen and ink in our place, so I used bird feathers. ”

Wuyun nodded, took out the things he had prepared, handed them to Wan Niang, and said, "Madam, this is what I prepared, you see, if Madam is satisfied, let's exchange it directly!" ”

Wan Niang took the dark cloud and looked at it, it was indeed as she said, it was painted directly on the white cloth, and it obviously took a lot of work to be able to paint it so well on the cloth.

"Dark Cloud Girl, let's exchange it!"

There is no contract to sign, just barter, both of them are straightforward people, and there is a feeling of hating each other.

"Madam, the clouds have a reluctant request, please forgive the clouds for being reckless."

After exchanging things, the dark cloud said suddenly.

"Girl Dark Cloud, just say what you have!"

Wan Niang said.

"Well, Madame is really cheerful!" Wuyun smiled, "I wonder if Madame can let Madame take a look at Madame's own painting." I don't have any other meaning, I just saw the pictures that my wife painted, so I want to see them with my own eyes, maybe it will inspire me to return to the grassland, not only these pictures given by my wife, but also to draw more of them myself. ”

Wan Niang appreciated that Wuyun said it so directly, so she readily agreed.

There were no tools for painting in the flower hall, so Wan Niang took the dark clouds to the Maple Leaf Garden.

When passing through the garden, Wuyun saw Maple Ye'er holding the tiger cub and Xuanxuan following him.

"Mother, let's take Xiaohua and Xiaobai out for a walk."

There are outsiders, and the brother and sister are very decent.

"Well, don't go to the pond, don't be greedy, and don't let Aunt Hexiang wait for a while."

Wan Niang instructed.

"Yes, mother."

Xiao Ye'er replied obediently.

"The young ladies and young masters of Madame's family are so cute, are they holding a little tiger?"

Dark Cloud asked curiously.

Sure enough, it was the child of the general's family, and the pets were different from others, and they actually used the tiger as a pet.

At this moment, Wuyun had a new understanding of the famous General Qin.

Wan Niang smiled and replied: "The girl smiled, this is the general brought back from Liaodong this time, I look cute, so let the children play, and when they grow up, I will send them back to the forest." ”

The dark cloud nodded, and did not speak again.

After walking for a while, I arrived at Maple Leaf Garden.

Wan Niang directly brought the dark clouds to the study, let Rushi serve tea, and by the way, bring snacks.

"Dark Cloud Girl, you see, that's what I use."

Wan Niang sat down at the desk and handed the quill she had specially made to draw to Wuyun.

After looking at it, Wuyun nodded, and said, "Madame, this should be better than a branch, when I go back to the grassland, I will make my own." ”

Actually, Wan Niang's quill is very easy to make.

It is to sharpen the pen barrel with wood to be similar to a pencil, and then hollow, choose a suitable feather and put it in a hollow place, so that it is convenient, except for the need to dip ink, the rest is almost the same as a modern pen.

"Well, this is Fei Feather, and it won't work well if you stick it for a long time."

Wan Niang said regretfully.

The dark cloud did not speak, holding the pen and not knowing what to think.

"Girl in the clouds?"

Wan Niang screamed.

"Oh, ma'am." Wuyun came back to his senses and said, "Wuyun is thinking, this wooden pole can be cut so thinly, so I don't know if the charcoal stone can be can?" In the past, I used burned charcoal to paint, but it was too thick. So I was thinking about this when I saw Madame's thin pen. ”

Wan Niang smiled: "This one doesn't work, I've tried it, and the effect is not as good as using feathers." ”

Wan Niang wants to add something in the middle of the wooden pole, isn't that a pencil?

This carbonite is definitely not going to work.

She remembers that pencils were made by grinding graphite into powder and mixing it with something.

Unfortunately, she won't do it.

"Oh, that's it! I guessed it. ”

The clouds smiled sheepishly.

After this topic, Wan Niang was ready to start drawing.

What she wanted to draw was a picture on the cloth that had been exchanged for the clouds, but the way she drew it was definitely different. (To be continued.) )