"I'll read it, you write it......"

After Master Wu sat down, Ning Xiaocheng looked at Chen Muqing, and a touch of embarrassment flashed on his face. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As a college student, he naturally knows how to write.

Merely...... He still couldn't figure out what the fonts of the world looked like. And he didn't know how to use the brush, so he could only look at Chen Muqing with embarrassment.

Chen Muqing nodded, and took the pen as a matter of course.

Regarding Ning Xiaocheng's embarrassment, she didn't show any teasing looks.

As a kid from a pariah, it's normal to be illiterate. If he could write, it would be a bit abnormal.

But Ning Xiaocheng never thought of this.

Up to now, although he gladly accepted the fact of crossing, he accepted the identity of this shopkeeper.

But in terms of mentality, it has not changed at all......

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Written by Chen Muqing and dictated by Ning Xiaocheng.

Soon, on a piece of rice paper, a small half of Zhang Juanxiu's neat small characters were written.

Ning Xiaocheng flashed countless advertising words in his mind, and tried his best to combine them to make them easy to understand and more attractive.

While reading, while looking down at Chen Muqing's words, Ning Xiaocheng nodded appreciatively, if he had a beard, he would probably learn to slap a few times like an old gentleman.

Although he can't write, he still appreciates it a little.

Chen Muqing's font is no different from the ancient times of his previous life, and there may be some extremely subtle differences, but it does not prevent him from recognizing them.

The font is very neat, tactful and round, rigid and soft, the whole article is written down in a flowing line, and the pen is like a cloud, very clear and good-looking.

Even Ning Xiaocheng, a person who has never seen calligraphy, can see that Chen Muqing, a girl, writes very well with one hand.

It may not be up to the level of a true master, but it should be considered outstanding among its peers.

But as this advertising slogan was written, Chen Muqing's embroidered eyebrows frowned slightly.

Several times she wanted to open her mouth and wanted to speak, but Ning Xiaocheng's voice did not fall, so she could only hold back. I thought that I would wait until I finished writing, and I would definitely ask about it.

Not only did she have doubts, but Master Wu, who was sitting next to her, gradually frowned when he listened to Ning Xiaocheng's words.

When I finished writing, I blew the ink slightly and put the brush aside. Chen Muqing turned her head, her little face was slightly upturned, and she stared at Ning Xiaocheng with a slight frown.

"Little Orange, what are you doing here? We cook for our guests free of charge, and only charge for drinks...... At the end of the day, if it was full of eating guests, wouldn't it be a loss for the entire restaurant? ”

Chen Muqing stared at Ning Xiaocheng with a hint of anger in her eyes. Master Wu on the side also had a dignified face.

This is just nonsense, where in the world is there such a business, not only do not need money, but also give customers upside down?

If it weren't for the young lady's hand, he would indeed have Ning Xiaocheng's deed of sale; Master Wu is afraid that he will wonder if this kid is a spy sent by his peers, who specializes in sabotage!

Ning Xiaocheng smiled slightly, pretending to be unfathomable, but did not speak.

Instead, he walked to the table and picked up the fine soft pen, and there was a large blank space left on the rice paper, which Ning Xiaocheng instructed Chen Muqing to leave on purpose.

I saw that after Ning Xiaocheng picked up the brush, he was dipped in ink, and the first time he used the brush, he was still a little nervous in his heart. With an exhalation, he bowed down and began to draw on the other side of the rice paper.

Seeing that Xiao Chengzi didn't answer herself, but picked up the brush, Chen Muqing couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked at the rice paper suspiciously.

She didn't expect that Ning Xiaocheng would use a brush?

Ning Xiaocheng had already learned the sketching method in the encyclopedia memory, and at this moment he lifted the pen like a divine help, thinking about the appearance of stir-fried vegetables in his mind, and the stir-fried dishes under the pen had gradually taken shape.

In the encyclopedia memory, no matter what it is, as long as Ning Xiaocheng thinks of it, he will come up with an extremely detailed way and method.

Not only that, but it will be deeply engraved in his mind, as if he was born with it.

Many methods only exist in theory, but if you really start to do it, the effect may be greatly reduced.

But with the in-depth understanding of the encyclopedia memory in the past two days, he found that as long as it was engraved into his mind, the effect of doing it was not very different.

This is also the reason why he dares to draw directly with his brush.

Advertising slogan and image, this is the easiest way to advertise.

In this era, it is estimated that only on the wanted warrants issued by the government is this way......

In the empty space of most of the rice paper, Ning Xiaocheng's pen walked like flying, and the effort between the teas drew the appearance of two plates of stir-fried vegetables.

The remaining blank space is no longer enough to draw another plate, so Ning Xiaocheng can only put his pen down.

Exhaling slightly, Ning Xiaocheng turned his head with a smile.

But when he saw Chen Muqing's expression, he couldn't help but be stunned.

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This...... What kind of painting is this?

Chen Muqing stared at the rice paper in surprise, to be precise...... It's staring at the plate of fried vegetables on rice paper.

It can be seen that Ning Xiaocheng is using a brush for the first time, and from the traces of the painting, it can be seen that the ink is not very well controlled, and many places are soaked in rice paper, resulting in a somewhat rough look, but the painting is lifelike.

With so few strokes, the stir-fry on the rice paper is like a three-dimensional, as if a dish is actually placed on the rice paper......

The leaves that are not yet fully fried, as well as the chestnuts, are easily distinguishable even though they are only black and white.

"What's wrong? What's wrong? Ning Xiaocheng asked puzzled.

Chen Muqing was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses from surprise, and when she looked at Ning Xiaocheng again, her gaze was obviously much more complicated.

This...... Is it still the little orange I bought? How can you do this?

She has also seen many paintings made by famous masters, but none of them can be so vividly reflected.

Not to mention herself, of course! At this moment, Chen Muqing only felt that the painting he had learned for a few years when he was young had been learned in vain.

"You painting...... How is it drawn? ”

Chen Muqing had already thrown away the confusion caused by the previous advertising words, and looked at Ning Xiaocheng with complicated eyes.

Chen Muqing has a natural interest in calligraphy and painting, and her favorite is reading and writing.

Although a woman can't make a name for herself by studying, she is extremely enthusiastic, after all, this is the best choice for cultivating her sentiments. When she has nothing to do, she often goes to the Changyu River to see some exchanges between literati.

So she still has a little bit of eye for calligraphy and painting.

There is no doubt that if these paintings of stir-fried vegetables were circulated and seen by those literati, they would definitely cause an uproar.

And if those who claim to be talented people know that this vivid and vivid painting is actually from the hand of a shopkeeper, what kind of expression should it be?

Chen Muqing's heart is very complicated.

This self-bought servant has such a level of painting!

Chen Muqing couldn't calm down at all!