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In fact, Mao Geng never formally sketched a woman in his previous life, the reason is very simple, people are impatient to sit stupidly when they draw a sketch for a boy, it is really hard to imagine that a girl will sit there stupidly and let a rookie portrait. Well, I secretly drew and wrote for girls in class, but at most I drew a side.

Today's unprecedented face-to-face portrait of a woman, the model still looks like Su Zhiyan, as long as Su Zhiyan's eyes are met, Mao Geng's heart is pounding, where can the pen in his hand fall, and the heroine saw Mao Geng's foolish eyes are no different from other men, and she smiled, and said that Mr. Mao, who was originally called Luo Wanyou, is not the same kind of virtue!

When Mao Geng heard the laughter, he chuckled in his heart, and he didn't know if the beauty was laughing at herself or what, so he didn't dare to look at Su Zhiyan's eyes.

In addition to Su Zhiyi and Wen Yuan, there were also Su Zhiyi's wife Luo and her sister, Luo's sister was only ** years old, and she clapped her hands and said:

"This big brother of the Mao family saw Aunt Yan, look at him, his face is red!"

Mao Geng sweated violently in his heart, his thoughts were seen through by other people's little girls, he was really embarrassed!

With beautiful women, there is naturally a sense of oppression, and in the face of Su Zhiyan, a beauty who overlooks all living beings, such a sense of oppression is even more overwhelming. Probably only a guy like Bongzaburo who feels good about himself may get better. But after a little guessing, I knew that Feng Saburo was unrequited love, and he followed Su Zhiyan all day long, and Su Zhiyan may not have any good eyes on him.

Seeing that the child was unscrupulous, Luo Shi pulled the girl over and said:

"Don't talk nonsense, it will disturb Mr. Mao's portrait of Aunt Yan."

But the girl put her mouth to Luo's ear and whispered:

"Sister, does the eldest brother of the Mao family like Aunt Yan?"

Although the voice was low, all the people in the room heard it clearly, and a red cloud suddenly flew on Su Zhiyan's face, and in Mao Geng's eyes, he only felt that it was three points more coquettish.

Mao Geng was asking himself in his heart, did he just like it, or did he really fall in love with this Su Zhiyan? After thinking about it, I felt that Su Zhiyan's beauty was undoubted, and she was naturally willing to be with a particularly eye-catching beauty like Su Zhiyan. However, it seems that it is not to the point where Su Zhiyan is inseparable from every moment, that is to say, he has never reached the point where he is fascinated by Su Zhiyan. Therefore, he should be the kind of man who naturally likes beautiful women for Su Zhiyan, if it must be said that it is love, it is just a sprout.

Mao Geng prepared the drawing board, laid the paper, and held the carbon strip in his hand, but he did not fall for a long time, but a bent little bud in his heart was growing, as if he would open the thin layer of soil at any time. Suddenly, I thought of Wang Qinyin, as if a small shoot had grown in my heart, but it was only covered in the deep soil.

At this time, the girl of the Luo family ran over to take a look, and the painting was still a blank piece of paper, so she was puzzled, and said crisply:

"Big brother of the Mao family, is Aunt Yan good-looking? Hurry up and draw it, draw the good-looking Aunt Yan, and compare it with the painting of the third brother Feng, to see who painted Aunt Yan is good-looking, okay? ”

At this time, everyone in the room laughed, and the atmosphere suddenly became much relaxed.

Mao Geng laughed self-deprecatingly, and said in his heart What's wrong with him, seeing a beautiful woman was actually suppressed by someone's aura, which is not a good sign.

I forced myself to hold back my mood, and then I noticed that the light in the house was really a little dark, there was no sunlight today, the windows of this era were all pasted window paper, the light transmittance was limited, and there was only one window in this house, so the light was a little dim, but there was nothing bad about sketching, as long as the angle was chosen, the natural light and dark effect was actually good.

However, the silhouette of a beauty is just right to be called beautiful, if you increase one point, you will be fat, and if you lose one point, you will be too thin, and it will be like this. Therefore, it is necessary to draw the score exactly in order to depict the beauty. But unfortunately, Mao Geng does not have such a single-handed painting skill at present. Besides, to capture the momentary sound and smile of a character, no one can compare to a point-and-shoot camera.

Mao Geng walked around Su Zhiyan for half a circle, choosing different perspectives to grasp the characters, and in the end, Mao Geng wisely let Su Zhiyan turn sideways, no way, his painting skills are limited, and the only choice is to paint a profile portrait. In any case, the side profile is always much easier to grasp than the front profile.

In other words, Mao Geng does not have the ability to meticulously paint exquisite effects, so as always, he still adopts a clumsy approach, skipping it if he can, and using more techniques to write blank spaces, and showing the key light and shadow characteristics to the surface, as long as he can make a difference.

Fortunately, I feel that this side portrait is quite unsatisfactory, at least stronger than Feng Saburo's lady picture, Mao Geng's hanging heart finally fell.

The girl of the Naluo family sighed and said:

"Tsk, the eldest brother of the Mao family draws so well, well, like Aunt Yan."

Suddenly, he grabbed Mao Geng's hand and shook it, and said:

"Brother Mao, it's good that you draw well, but the painting is wrong, I don't like Aunt Yan very much, is it good to draw a correct one?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately burst into laughter, and even the reserved Su Zhiyan bent down with laughter.

Mao Geng smiled:

"The side of your Aunt Yan --- also looks good, of course, --- the front looks better."

The girl of the Luo family woke up, it turned out that the painting was not wrong, but she still did not forgive:

"Aunt Ming's front is better-looking, big brother of the Mao family, come on, draw another positive Aunt Yan, okay?"

Mao Geng glanced at Wen Yuan, this signal was obvious, he wanted Wen Yuan to come out and relieve himself, Wen Yuan understood, so he coaxed the girl of the Luo family and said:

"Little sister of the Luo family, your eldest brother of the Mao family has important things to do, this time I can only paint here, and I will paint it next time."

The little girl pulled Mao Geng's clothes and didn't let go, but she wanted to get to the bottom of it:

"Big brother of the Mao family, what is the matter with you, does it matter! It won't take long to draw a picture. ”

Mao Gengxin said that it is not a question of whether he has time to paint, but that he is not satisfied with even drawing a profile portrait, let alone a more difficult frontal portrait. I couldn't do anything about it, and I was anxious, and I remembered that I was going to try burning cement today, and I couldn't think of anything else in a hurry, so I used this as an excuse and said:

"Your Aunt Yan--- that one is very good-looking, I would have drawn another one--- that --- I was also very willing. But I'm going to do one --- that fun thing, let's put it this way, which is to turn --- pile of mud into a pile --- that rock. ”

When the little girl heard this, her interest suddenly turned around, and she asked excitedly:

"Really? Can mud really turn into stone? Big brother of the Mao family, don't lie to people, it's a puppy to deceive. ”

Mao Geng saw that this girl was really cute, and he could only reply:

"That--- that's of course true, deceitful --- that's a puppy."

The next sentence below the little girl almost choked Mao Geng:

"Brother Mao, you are good at everything, you are good at people, you are good at painting, and you can turn mud into stones, that is, you talk that and that, which is not good."

Su Zhiyan smiled, glanced at Mao Geng meaningfully, turned her head to the little girl and said:

"Xiaojuan, don't talk nonsense."

Su Zhiyi hurriedly laughed, saying that the little girl didn't know anything, and asked Mao Geng not to take it to heart.

Mao Geng's heart was greatly stimulated, and he didn't know what Su Zhiyan thought of him. When I came here this time, I felt that the Su family was doing a game, as if they were a little optimistic about themselves, but they wanted to take the bait themselves. And Su Zhiyan's attitude doesn't seem to be enthusiastic, and I can't guess what she thinks. However, on the whole, I still don't have enough strength! In the eyes of the Su family, he may just have a little talent, and he can't be called the ideal son-in-law. Since ancient times, heroes and beauties, in Su Zhiyan's eyes, her image is definitely not enough to be a hero, and she also has a lack of speech.

On the way back to Baixi, Mao Geng thought crankily all the way, and at the same time secretly determined, one is to work hard and show his strength as much as possible, and the other is to make up his mind to overcome the problem of speech.

When Mao Geng returned to Baixi, he immediately got busy, and when he prepared iron ore powder, coal powder and clay powder, it was already evening. At this time, the hand-cranked blast windmill that made zuò also arrived, and the outlet air duct of this soil method blower equipment was embedded in the air inlet of the miniature vertical kiln, smeared with mud, and a makeshift miniature cement vertical kiln was finally completed. Mao Geng was not ready to test burning cement overnight, and it was not too late to burn it again the next morning.

The next morning, after the two played what Wen Yuan called "too slow to be slow", the two hastily took two mouthfuls of food and couldn't wait to start tinkering.

All the powder has been ground, Mao Geng according to the ratio of 8o% limestone powder, 5% iron ore powder, 15% dry clay powder with two parts of 1o kg of heavy raw material, the first part of the raw meal mixed with one and a half pounds of pulverized coal, stirred evenly, this is the first part of the black raw meal. The second part of raw meal is mixed with two catties of pulverized coal, and it is also stirred evenly, which is the second part of all-black raw meal.

Then, the two began to make raw meal balls by hand, sprayed the first all-black raw meal with water, and then rubbed them into small black balls the size of thumbs with their hands, and then put these raw meal balls into the furnace, and began to make a fire under the furnace, when the fire became more and more vigorous, they shook the windmill and puffed the air into the furnace, so that the air flow flowed in the gap of the raw meal ball, and the fire under the furnace burned more and more, igniting the raw meal ball layer by layer, the wind borrowed the fire, the fire borrowed the wind, and the raw meal ball in the furnace burned from the bottom up. Until each raw meal ball is burned red and sparks.

About half an hour later, Mao Geng estimated that it should have been burned through, so he tried to cool the furnace, and after cooling, he took out the cooked clinker in the furnace, and I didn't know if this pot of clinker would work.

The second all-black raw material is also concocted in the same way, but this time the fire is obviously faster, and it burns more vigorously, Mao Geng looked at the heat, repeated the last cooling, digging materials, and the second furnace of clinker was also calcined.

Then the two parts of clinker that are taken out are ground into powder, which is considered the finished cement - I don't know if it can be hardened into concrete. At first glance, at least in appearance, it is similar to the cement of later generations, the difference is only that the powder is not fine enough.

The next is the cement into concrete test, from the two parts of cement each out of two catties of cement, with the river sand and stones that have been prepared, in addition to Mao Geng, Wen Yuan became the first person in this era to see the magic of mud into stone.

The test burning cement did not disappoint Mao Geng, and Wen Yuan felt particularly incredible. Wen Yuan almost guarded two pieces of concrete, watching as it solidified and hardened until it eventually turned into a hard stone.

"I didn't expect it to turn into stone! It's unexpected! Mao Geng muttered.

In the afternoon of the next day, Mao Geng's long-awaited hardening effect appeared, although it would take many days to achieve the ideal hardening strength, Mao Geng was still excited. At least it was a preliminary success! As for the quality of cement, don't rush it first, and then slowly improve it in the exploration.

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