Waiting for Lang Zhong to go out, Qin Feng picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, feeling the stimulation of the liquor in his mouth. Not bad, over 45 degrees! Take another big sip and snort at the injured leg. The legs trembled for a while, and while the pain was still there, the rest of the wine was all poured on the legs.

The pain isn't enough! The excitement is not enough!

Seeing Jia Song staring at himself dumbfounded, Qin Feng put down the wine bowl: "Grinding ink!" Lay the paper! ”

As soon as he mentioned the brush, Qin Feng hesitated, he felt Xiucai's surging brushwork, it was a feeling of wanting to write freely.

However, I just plan to draw a drawing, a brush, and I can't draw that texture......

"Jia Song, go, get some charcoal. Preferably, the black charcoal left after the wood burns out. Don't be too big, within the size of a palm, take more. ”

"Yes, sir." Jia Song glanced at Qin Feng, did Mr. hurt his leg? Or did it hurt your head?

Jia Song walked out full of suspicions, and the instructions of the gentleman could be questioned in his heart, but he still had to implement them to the letter.

Waiting is also dry, the posture is all set, write a few words? Try Qin Xiucai's calligraphy?

This body, when Qin Xiucai was still a child, failed the township test, and his parents left one after another. Qin Xiucai needed to keep filial piety at home for three years, and he was depressed, exercising desperately every day, tossing himself and tired. After the mood slowly calmed down, he began to read and write again.

However, in ancient learning, there was no pinyin, no cihai, and no Baidu. If you don't ask the teacher, you won't know a new word for the rest of your life. As the old saying goes, if you don't read the notes, you can't figure it out at all.

Moreover, many Confucians have their own views on the understanding, extension, and analysis of an ancient saying, with different angles, different perspectives, and different understandings. Without a teacher's commentary, you will never find the essence!

In a word, in ancient times without the Internet and learning tools, self-learning was impossible.

The only exception is calligraphy.

As a result, Qin Xiucai abandoned Confucianism for three years, lost all his family property, and gained some calligraphy.

Qin Feng felt the artistic conception of Xiucai's calligraphy. While thinking about what to write.

Slowly, the pride in my chest gradually emerged: I have the knowledge that has been precipitated for thousands of years, and I know the direction of human development! Look at my talent, can you write a wonderful life here?

Writing and ink: Who, holding my hand, has made me crazy for half a lifetime...... Who, kiss my eyes, and cover me for half my life......

At first, it was a little rusty, but as Xiucai's brushwork slowly integrated into Qin Feng's limbs, Qin Feng wrote more and more, the pen walked smoothly, and where the pen passed, the wonderful pen gave birth to a word flower, which was refreshing and pleasing to the eye!

This poem is beautiful, atmospheric, with the uninhibited feelings of men, and the quiet feelings of children. Qin Feng liked this poem in his previous life.

Now that I'm here, I can't share this secret with anyone.

I miss my parents, classmates, and life in the information age. There is also a regret that the hazy relationship with the school flower in the previous life has ended before it is broken......

All kinds of complex thoughts, the feelings of the two worlds, are all swayed in the pen......

Jia Song came in with a basket and half a frame of charcoal. Qin Feng had already cleaned up the table, and the stacks of poems he had written were neatly put aside. Vacate a piece in front of you, and then lay a thick white paper.

Jia Song had no interest in calligraphy and poetry, he looked at it curiously, Qin Feng was inside the basket, rummaging for black charcoal!

It's all charcoal, and Mr. still picks it up and looks around? Still sharpened with a paper cutter? Oh, my God? Charcoal cutting?

Qin Feng selected a few pieces and put them on the table, without raising his eyes: "If you squeeze your eyebrows again, I'll let you wash the charcoal!" ”

Jia Song immediately sat upright.

It's strange to say, just after a while of calligraphy, the emotions really vented out, and the mood became comfortable and bright.

It is imperative to address the leg injury first. Qin Feng glanced at Jia Song: "It stands to reason that I want to drive you out, but the things I draw will need you to customize later." Cheap for you! ”

Jia Song looked relieved, he really wanted to see how Mr. played with charcoal.

Qin Feng thought for a while, used charcoal, drew a frame on the paper, and the movements of his hands became faster and faster, and he seemed to return to the time when he was painting for tourists in the park.

At that time, when painting portraits, the reference objects were in front of me, and from time to time I looked at them and compared them.

Now draw the distiller, the reference is in the mind, and from time to time close your eyes and recall the memories.

Jia Song looked at Mr., he really used charcoal to draw on paper, draw a few strokes, and change charcoal! Draw a few more strokes, change again, and keep rubbing your hands on the paper......

Slowly, Jia Song's eyes became more and more round! I was shocked inexplicably! Sir actually, with charcoal, put two teapots on the paper! Right! It's not a painting, it's a place! Because, it's so realistic! Jia Song's eyes lit up, Mr. will still have this kind of magical painting skills?

Scholars in this era must learn four things, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is the most basic, expand it, and there are also shooting, royal, and martial arts.

So the previous gentlemen also taught Jia Song to paint, those gentlemen have enough postures, there are a lot of rules, and the paintings are not as good as half of Mr. Qin's paintings! No, a little half!

This is Jia Song's thoughts, Qin Feng's modern sketches are characterized by the use of light, lines, and a sense of perspective to draw the painting closest to the visual sense, which is realistic. Assault training, you will soon be able to master the basic drawing method.

However, in ancient painting, we paid attention to using color to separate levels and use color to render artistic conception, which is a completely different artistic embodiment.

It's just that in Jia Song's eyes, whoever paints the most like will draw well, which is a bit biased.

After Qin Feng finished drawing, he took the ring ruler to make a ruler, drew some lines, marked the proportion mark with Chinese characters, and wrote some key points with charcoal on one side of the painting.

Jia Song looked regretful, a good painting has become an engineering drawing in a blink of an eye?

Yes, some carpenters also use charcoal to write and draw.

The still makes the diagram, and it's done.

Qin Feng pointed to the drawings, explained to Jia Song little by little, and finally concluded: "This is a small, steaming tool, do you know how to communicate with the blacksmith?" ”

"Don't worry, sir, I've got it all figured out! I'll get you back in two hours at most! However, Lang Zhong said that Mr. can't drink, and if he wants to drink at home, why do you want to make this steamed wine? ”

"When you come back, buy two more cans, the strongest liquor! Remember, the strongest wine in Nanchang! Not the best, but the strongest. ”

Jia Song went out again with doubts, and met Ruyi in the courtyard and asked: "Young master, it's time to eat soon, where are you going?" ”

Jia Songyi waved his hand: "I'll go out to do something for Mr., I'll eat a little bit outside, and I don't care about eating."

"What about sir? Is the wound treated? Can I bring food in? ”

"Yes, you can." Jia Song replied as he went out.

Ruyi flew into the backyard like a little butterfly and reported the latest situation to Mrs. Jia and Miss Jia.

Mrs. Jia looked helpless: "I haven't had lunch yet, and I'm running out again." Ruyi, you send Mr.'s lunch first. ”

Miss Jia smiled: "Mother, this Qin Xiucai is really good." Former sir, who cares about these things? Qin Xiucai is so powerful, those splashes, they will never dare to come to us to disturb us in the future. ”

Mrs. Jia nodded: "I've been busy for most of the day, and when Mr. has eaten, we should also go and thank others." How are you doing? Is it convenient? ”

Jia Jingmin smiled shyly: "Mother, I'm fine, I will hurt for a few days every month, and I will be fine after that." I didn't go to the apprenticeship ceremony, and I will have to compensate my husband later. ”

"It's okay, I don't think Mr. Qin is so petty. I hope he will do his best to learn from Jia Song. Mrs. Jia gossiped casually with her daughter.

Jia Jingmin smiled bitterly: "Which gentleman didn't do his best before?" It depends on whether Jia Song is willing to learn or not. However, yesterday Jia Song took the initiative to write his homework. ”

"Well, I'm worried that he won't be able to persevere." Mrs. Jia nodded.

"It's good to have a change, yes. Mother, the jewelry has been counted, I want to ask the shopkeeper Qi to go to the Wu family early tomorrow morning to talk, if the Wu family agrees to owe some of the goods on credit. I'll go to the vault to pawn jewelry, what do you think? ”

"Alas, well, I have wronged you."

"Mother, in a few days, what are you wronged about, the bottom of your box, the bottom of the wishful box, don't you take it out. Besides, if the Wu family is unwilling to pay on credit, this business will not be done. ”

Mrs. Jia and Jia Jingmin chatted while waiting for time, waiting to visit Mr. Qin in the outer courtyard.

Qin Feng had dinner here, and Ruyi said while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks on the table: "Mr. Qin, you don't plan to change your clothes?" ”

Qin Feng took a sip of tea and injured his leg on a bench. The cut trouser legs, dangling at the knees, resemble a beggar wearing two pieces of cloth.

Listening to Ruyi's question, Qin Feng looked sideways, picked up the scissors casually, and clicked a few scissors at knee-length, and his right trouser leg became knee-length shorts.

"Hehe, this way, it's much more pleasing to the eye! Lang Zhong said, you have to show the wounds. Qin Feng was triumphant.

Ruyi shook his head: "Mr. Qin, you are too fast, I mean you are wearing this too tight." Do you want me to take a set of young master's short clothes? ”

"Let's change your young master's tomorrow, I'm too lazy to change it today."

Mrs. Jia's voice came from outside the door: "Ruyi, you go to the ready-to-wear store and get a new set of shorts." How do you use old clothes for your husband? ”

The voice followed the person into the house, and Ruyi agreed: "Yes, Madame came to see Qin Xiucai?" ”

Qin Feng also stood up and said politely: "It's just to recuperate, it's okay to wear Jia Song's clothes for two days, you don't need to buy a new one." As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his eyes and saw Jia Jingmin behind Mrs. Jia, and he was stunned, his eyes kept going, and he was reluctant to look away.

What a handsome girl! The head of the moth eyebrows, the eyes and teeth are bright, and the facial features are like all kinds of modifications and carvings.

Seeing Qin Xiucai staring behind her in a daze, Mrs. Jia coughed twice and said, "I want to buy a new one." Qin Xiucai did my family a great favor today. If you want Qin Xiucai to be famous, you must pay attention to etiquette. Jia Song's sister Jia Jingmin and I came to thank Mr. Qin. ”

The four words of etiquette must be emphasized, and Qin Feng's gaze was pulled back alive.

Jia Jingmin's face was slightly red, and she was a little embarrassed in her heart, this show is so rude. Although people are still handsome, they can't stare at people directly!

However, this is Mr. Xiucai, who helped the Jia family just now.

Jia Jingmin smiled shyly, and her red lips opened lightly: "Thanks to Qin Xiucai's help today, otherwise I don't know what trouble Jia Song caused." Thank you sir too. "Bend down slightly.

Qin Feng was used to seeing all kinds of big-name stars in his previous life, and he usually saw beautiful women with his eyes wide open, and he didn't look at them in vain. This is a premortal instinct.

I woke up after being reminded by Mrs. Jia, and I was a little annoyed, my first impression, and I lost points.

However, Qin Feng could be regarded as having seen the world, and while marveling at the beauty of the world in his heart, he was thinking about remedies. His face instantly returned to normal: "I read the books of the sages and learned the way of life." He kowtowed to Jia Song again. As a gentleman, if the student has something, how can he ignore it? Mrs. Jia, Miss Jia is not polite. ”

Ruyi has already set up a chair and waited for Mrs. and Miss to sit down. He was busy serving tea and water.

You can't say thank you, just say thank you and leave, you have to talk a few words.