Such a carver, need to be proficient in painting, but also familiar with the art of carving, although the Ming and Qing dynasties engraving printing has reached its peak, but such talents are still rare, very few.

Now this printing technology is really too backward compared to the large-scale printing press of laser phototypesetting in later generations.

Thinking so, Zheng Hao decided that he would be more conservative and paint according to the standard of one page number for a single work, and then add a concise storytelling, so that it may be much less difficult to print.

"Young master, you, what are you drawing?"

Ping'er's voice suddenly sounded from behind Zheng Hao.

Zheng Hao was taken aback.

He was so engrossed in his painting just now that he didn't even notice when Ping'er had returned from outside.

"Huh? It's nothing, it's nothing, I'm idle, I'll just draw a picture of a goblin fight. Zheng Hao didn't rush to erase the paintings on the ground.

Anyway, Ping'er has seen it all, and it doesn't make sense to wipe it again.

Moreover, Zheng Hao covets his beautiful maid.

This maid was born so beautifully, she didn't get the moon before she got close to the water, and heaven didn't allow it!

Zheng Hao observed the expression on Ping'er's face while talking to Ping'er, but the thick ash at the bottom of the pot obviously covered the shyness on her face.

"It's so embarrassing, young master, you're so bad! I was ashamed to paint such a picture. Ping'er covered her eyes with her hands.

It's just that the slit between her fingers is very wide, and she can obviously see the painting on the ground between her fingers.

This is the most basic principle of feudal society.

The little girl was obviously also deeply poisoned, although she was very interested in Zheng Hao's painting of the Spring Palace on the ground, she still reflexively used her hand to block her vision to show that she was by no means a shameless slut and a baby.

Zheng Hao laughed, got up and took Ping'er's hand and said with a smile: "Sister Ping'er, if you want to see it, you can look at it generously, I won't laugh at you." ”

"Don't look at it! The young master bullied me. ”

Ping'er said in a coquettish voice, broke free of Zheng Hao's pull, and walked quickly to the room.

Zheng Hao shook his head, he felt that he was a little abrupt.

Now it is a feudal society where the concept of chastity is greater than the sky, and it is suspected of being a bad person to laugh at a woman from a good family.

Zheng Hao dusted off his clothes, he felt that he should go out and find some paper and pen and ink, and start to express the story he had already conceived in his head in a comic as soon as possible.

"Ping'er, I'll go out and I'll be back soon." Zheng Hao said to Ping'er in the room.

"Young master, I've already changed two liters of rice and come back, and I'm going to cook rice now, what are you going out to do at this time? It's never too late to go again. Ping'er poked her head out of the room and looked at Zheng Hao and said.

Zheng Hao saw that the ash on the bottom of the pot on her face had been washed away, and her pretty face was white and red, which was extremely beautiful.

A pair of charming big eyes looked at Zheng Hao with watery eyes.

Her eyes made Zheng Hao's heart tremble, she was really a beautiful little girl.

"I have some urgent things that need to be done immediately, you cook the rice first, maybe you will cook the rice and I will come back." Zheng Hao said with a smile.

"Oh, that's fine." Ping'er said.

He walked towards the gate.

There were no big families in Guli Village before, Zheng Hao's family was already the richest man in the village, and after the decline of Zheng Hao's family, now the patriarch Zheng Zhi's family is relatively solid.

Zheng Zhi's son Zheng Zeliang is 17 years old this year, and he is currently taking the boy's exam, and there should be pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc. at home.

Zheng Hao walked to the door of the patriarch's house and saw that his gate was open, and Zheng Zeliang was pacing around the courtyard with his head shaking his head and reciting scriptures.

"Brother Ze Liangxian, hello!"

Zheng Hao walked into Zheng Zhi's house and bowed to Zheng Zeliang to say hello.

When he was in social studies, Zheng Hao was also a classmate with Zheng Zeliang, and the relationship was not bad.

"Who am I, it turned out to be Brother Hao, your little girl just came to my house, my father just had two liters of rice with her, I don't know what happened to you this time?" Zheng Zeliang stopped reciting and nodded to Zheng Hao with a smile.

"Brother Xian, I want to ask you to borrow some pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I don't know if it's okay? In a few days I will pay it tenfold. Zheng Hao got straight to the point and made a request.

"Oh? What is the virtuous brother going to do with this? Zheng Zeliang raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.

"I have a good use, but I can't tell Brother Xian now." Zheng Hao said.

While the two were talking, Zheng Zhi came out of the room.

"Virtuous nephew, you are in a heavy debt, and you don't want to pay it back, but what are you doing at my house?" Zheng straightened his nostrils to the sky and said to Zheng Hao with a disdainful expression.

"Hello Patriarch Uncle! The little nephew is trying to raise money in every possible way, and this time he came to his uncle's house to borrow pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, because he had a plan to raise money. Although Zheng Hao was very disgusted with Zheng Zhi, he still bowed very respectfully and explained.

"Can you raise money with these? You can only be regarded as a rough boy, and you also want to use pen and ink to raise money, and you are a little arrogant, you go back, my family will not lend you. Zheng Zhi said coldly.

was despised.

Zheng Hao wanted to leave with his sleeves in his heart.

However, he still held back the anger in his heart, his posture became more and more respectful, and he said to Zheng Zhi respectfully: "Uncle Patriarch, for the sake of the same clan and clan, please help the little nephew, if he is prosperous in the future, he will definitely repay him heavily!" ”

"Huh! Even if you rely on you, do you dare to imagine a prosperous day? Don't even think about it! Let's go! As the patriarch of my clan, I have done my best to you, and I don't owe you anything! Zheng Zhi waved his hands around, looking very impatient.

This is to drive Zheng Hao away.

Zheng Hao shrugged his shoulders, he knew that if he wanted to receive pen, ink, paper and inkstone at the patriarch's house, he was afraid that it was hopeless.

He didn't ink either, and turned to leave.

But I heard Zheng Zeliang say: "Virtuous brother, slow down!" ”

Zheng Hao stopped, turned around and asked Zheng Zeliang, "I don't know what else is going on with my brother?" ”

"Brother Xian, your little girl, although her face is dirty, but I still think she is quite a bit beautiful, if she washes her face, she must be a charming and moving little lady, your family is inevitable, so it's better to sell Ping'er to me?" Zheng Zeliang looked at Zheng Hao and said eagerly.

Depend on!

Zheng Hao did not hesitate to gesture a middle finger at Zheng Zeliang.

This guy's vicious eyes, Ping'er has already wiped a face like that with the ashes at the bottom of the pot, and he can see it.

However, this is normal, although Ping'er smeared her face in order to cover up, if you look closely, you can still see that she is a beauty billet.

"No!" Zheng Hao shook his head and refused.

"Liang'er, it's just an ugly girl, why buy her?" Zheng Zhi said unhappily.

"Father, Ping'er's facial features are very Zhouzheng, and her figure is also full of grace, her appearance is absolutely wrong, and my son has looked carefully many times." Zheng Zeliang said.

Zheng Hao flicked his sleeves, turned around and left.