Fang Ru came out of the alchemy room. Tongtong was taken back by the second aunt, Li Zhu was still there with Li Si, and there was no one else at home except the pot, so he had to open the door by himself.

"Cousin?"

"Why, didn't you call me?"

Feng Mao carried the thermos box into the door. "Your aunt gave you stewed pig's trotters."

Fang Ru opened the lid, the fragrance overflowed, and her expression finally eased a little.

Feng Mao carefully observed Fang Ru's expression. “…… Having a hard time lately? ”

Fang Ru nodded, put down the pig's trotters, and asked her cousin to go upstairs with her.

Feng Mao hesitated a little. Upstairs was Fang Ru's alchemy room. Not to mention him, even if Fang Ru's father and mother were still alive, they would not enter at will.

"It's fine. I've got something for you. I can't take it off when I put it on it. ”

Since this was the case, Feng Mao followed Fang Ru upstairs.

In the alchemy room, most of the dozens of furnaces that were spectacular had been removed. In its place, there is a large worktop. The sloping table top resembles a painter's table, and yellowed pages of paper with words written down are carefully laid out on the table.

"What is this?"

"The notes written by Fang Hua's ancestors himself." Fang Ru paused and added, "Jiang Chen gave it to me." ”

"What?"

Feng Mao looked at the desk in shock. "How could Jiang Chen have the Fang family's things."

Fang Ru shook his head. "I don't know. Jiang Chen took it from his father. He didn't know what his father wanted out of it. ”

"Jiang Yuan, there are ...... recipes for the Fang family"

Feng Mao muttered to himself, stepped forward and carefully examined the page: "...... What the hell is written on it? ”

"I don't understand it either." Fang Ru sighed. "Fang Hua's ancestors' other notes are also written in ciphers, but they are not the same as this one. So I want to reach out to you and see if there is a way to decipher its meaning. ”

"Do you really want to do that?" Feng Mao asked. Look carefully, there should be someone in the base who can crack the code. But is it really possible to let people who are not from the Fang family come into contact with the secret skills of the Fang family?

Fang Ru laughed self-deprecatingly. "Anyway, this thing is in the hands of other families, and I don't know how many people who are not from the Fang family have seen and touched it. I'm worried that Jiang Yuan might have some conspiracy, and it has something to do with this notebook. So don't worry about the red tape now. ”

Feng Mao heard something else: "Who told you that Jiang Yuan might have a conspiracy?" Jiang Chen? ”

Fang Ru nodded.

Without waiting for Feng Mao to open her mouth, she hurriedly said, "I know what you mean, cousin." Jiang Chen is Jiang Yuan's son. Ran to me, an outsider, to expose his father. It's really weird. Although he said it very tactfully, I couldn't hear that he was accusing his father, as if he was just trying to return the book to me. But neither he nor I are children, and we should understand. It's not just about what you say. He brought the cheats to me. It's strange in itself. But ......" Fang Ru smiled. "I'll take care of him. As long as it's good for me. ”

"In your favor?"

"What is good for the base is good for me. I cling to the base to survive. Fang Ru looked down at the pages, "I have a hunch. There is supposed to be an amazing secret hidden here. No matter what Jiang Yuan uses it for, it will cause a storm in the base. ”

"I agree." Otherwise, why did Fang Hua's ancestor use a password to write notes. Feng Mao carefully examines the page. "No wonder you asked me to bring my camera. I'll take pictures now. ”

While taking pictures, Feng Mao was also observing the handwriting on the paper with Fang Ru. If their brother and sister can translate it in a flash of inspiration, then they don't have to go to outsiders.

By the end of the photoshoot, they still couldn't recognize the text. However, Fang Hua's notes are accompanied by many illustrations, and he can guess what is written in this notebook. For example, there were anatomical drawings of various medicinal herbs in it, and Fang Ru could recognize what they were. Of course, if he recognized what they were, everything would be fine, and Fang Ru wouldn't need to invite his cousin over.

What is more interesting is that at the end of the note, a white drawing of Chang'e's ascension is attached. It wasn't bound with the rest of the paper, it was just tucked into the book, and it looked a little out of place.

"But a comparison with the illustrations in front of you shows that they were the work of one person."

Fang Ru pondered. What did Fang Hua's ancestor paint this?

"Forget it, don't think about it. You still don't allow Fang Hua's ancestor to have a pastime? Feng Mao smiled and put away the camera, "I'll go back first if there's nothing else." Hey, what's that? ”

Feng Mao pointed to the corner of the alchemy room, where a small room was separated by a curtain.

Half of the carving knife peeked out from under the curtain.

"Uh, nothing." Fang Ru was a little embarrassed, "I have nothing to do, playing with clay sculptures." ”

"Playing?"

The cousin looked Fang Ru up and down. Does she still have kung fu to play?

Since it was a clay sculpture, not a potion or something, Feng Mao was relieved to boldly go and see what it was.

The moment he lifted the curtain, Feng Mao almost laughed!

I saw that on the special pedestal, there was a clay sculpture of the same height as a person, with arms and legs, and all the parts were complete. It was tall and stood on a pedestal, so it felt like it was standing out from the crowd.

It's just ...... "Xiaoru, is this a stickman?" Well, it's quite like. ”

"Don't laugh." Fang Ru angrily pushed Feng Mao away.

"Wait, let me see it again." Feng Mao pulled back the curtain again, but he couldn't straighten up with a smile.

A large round mud cake pestle is at the place where the head is, one finger thick, the surface is super smooth, and the number 1 is printed on the front and the chrysanthemum is printed on the back, and you can carry it out to buy popsicles and eat.

However, instead of carving numbers and chrysanthemums, a face was carved on it. Instead of simply drawing the nose and mouth, it is very careful, very careful, using a two-dimensional plane to try to express a three-dimensional effect.

So it feels like someone's face is sandwiched between an electric baking pan and flattened.

Fang Ru said she was angry.

"Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore. Don't be angry. Feng Mao apologized, "Why did you think of playing with sculpture?" Do you want me to help you? ”

"You don't care...... Hey, cousin, will you? ”

I've never heard of it.

"My dream was to be an artist." Feng Mao was a little embarrassed and said, "Later, grandma she ...... Forget it, don't mention it. What do you want to look like? ”

Why Feng Mao gave up, Fang Ru could guess somewhat. It is said that before she was born, her grandmother was much stronger than later, and even a little domineering. Feng Mao, as the first grandchild to be born, although he is only a grandson, his grandmother must have high hopes for him.

However, it turned out that Feng Mao had no interest in potions at all.

Fang Ru found the design of the sculpture. Feng Mao was surprised when he saw it. First, because these pictures are really professional, it seems that Fang Ru has put a lot of thought into it, but the technique is really bad. Second, "Fang Ru, are you asking me to make a sculpture, or are you going to make a living person?" (To be continued.) )