Chapter 009: Pencil and Sketch

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In the end, this charcoal made it difficult for the two little girls Qin'er and Qi'er to find, and Qin Yong's practice after getting the charcoal also made them feel "broken", because he actually cut it desperately with a firewood knife, and the result was that the charcoal droplets flew cheaply, and in the end, even half of his body was blackened!

With the little heads of Qin'er and Qi'er, the two little girls, they really couldn't figure out why Qin Yong did this, the only explanation was that their aunt was crazy, otherwise, they wouldn't have done such a stupid thing anyway.

"There are a few of them, they should be able to be used for a while, right?"

After a long time, Qin Yongcai finally put down the firewood knife and stood up, and at this time, in his hand were about ten charcoal sticks that he had sharpened to the size of his little thumb.

Seeing such a scene, the two little girls couldn't help but ask, "Auntie...... Uncle, what do you want this charcoal for? You can't burn it, and you can get your hands dirty! ”

"Hehe, you don't understand this! Go, help me find some more suitable bamboo branches! ”

So, the two little girls Qin'er and Qi'er could only run errands for him again.

Fortunately, this bamboo branch was far easier to find than the untimely charcoal, so it didn't take long for the two little girls to come back with a large bundle of bamboo branches, and then pile them in Qin Yong's room and never move again! - For a whole day, they helped Qin Yong, the aunt, to run back and forth, charcoal and bamboo branches, but they were really tired, and they didn't know what Qin Yong's aunt was doing, so they naturally had some forgiveness in their hearts.

"Uncle, what is this?"

Qin Yong's "thing" was finally fiddled out, but the final "finished product" made the two little girls even more speechless, because they really couldn't see what the meaning of this charcoal stick stuffed into the bamboo branch!

"Hehe, you want to know?"

Qin Yong got up, patted the ash on his body, and said with a smile on his face.

"Uh-huh!"

So Qin'er and Qi'er nodded hurriedly. They want to know so much, or they won't be able to sleep tonight!

"Okay, then you take me a bath first, and then I'll tell you!"

Naturally, this is not a problem, because this is what the two little girls usually do.

In this era, the life of the wealthy was extravagant and erosive. There is a sedan chair driver when you go out, and there is a ring for bathing, even if you go to the toilet, you need someone to wait outside.

And here in Qin Yong, he was because he really couldn't adapt to this extremely lazy lifestyle at the beginning, so he asked all the people in his original courtyard to go out. As for Qin'er and Qi'er, after they came, although they were also extremely nervous about whether they would be teased by their aunt in the process of serving Qin Yong to bathe and change clothes, Qin Yong only asked them to put the bath water away every time, and they didn't even need to enter the door during the bathing process, so they slowly and naturally stopped worrying.

"Uncle, please......"

The bath water was quickly put away, so Qin Yongshu went to take a bath comfortably, and then changed a set of clothes under the service of Qin'er and Qi'er, and finally came to the study with the two girls. In the study, Qin Yong sharpened one of the bamboo branches with a knife, of course, including the charcoal rod inside, so he wrote under the gaze of the two little girls: "At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." Who knows that Chinese food is hard work. Originally, he only knew how to write simplified characters, but he also recognized most of the traditional characters, and he could translate all the twenty words of this poem into traditional Chinese.

"What? Uncle, did you write this poem? ”

After seeing what Qin Yong had written on the paper clearly, Qin'er and Qi'er both said with surprise on their faces.

"Uh...... What I want you to see is not poetry, but words! Why, don't you feel the difference? ”

Qin Yong couldn't laugh or cry, this poem was naturally written by him. His purpose was not in the poem itself, but in the character, which was written with the charcoal pen in his hand, which was a combination of a bamboo branch and a charcoal stick. This is probably the earliest pencil in history, right? Although the pure charcoal material makes this original pencil still appear lighter in terms of color, it has to be admitted that it does achieve the basic function of a general pencil.

"Words?"

Hearing Qin Yong say this, the two little girls finally reacted. So he said, "Uncle, you mean that your poem was written with this charcoal, right?" ”

"Yes! What do you think? Not bad, right? Isn't it much more convenient than your brush? ”

Qin Yongxing said happily. He felt quite excited to be able to make something that belonged to the future generations in this era. It's just a pity that his happy mood is obviously incomprehensible to Qin'er and Qi'er, so he heard Qin'er say: "Aunt...... Uncle, where is this convenient? In the amount of time you spent just now, you even copied a copy of "Thousand Words"! ”

"Uh......"

Qin'er only said one sentence to make Qin Yong suffer from "internal injuries". After a while, he said helplessly: "Alas, that's different. You see, I don't need ink, I don't need inkstone, and I use it with me, and the font is clear and small, isn't it much more convenient than a brush? ”

"But you don't write beautifully!"

Well, Qin Yong was finally defeated. The reason is that what he cares about, people don't care at all, and what people care about, he doesn't care, so naturally it's a bull's head that doesn't match the horse's mouth.

However, he is not a person who can be defeated so easily, no, I saw that his eyes rolled, and he quickly thought of a way to "persuade" the two little girls, so he saw him and said: "Well, I see you two like this!" One person sits over there and models me, and the other person goes find me a straight drawing board! ”

"Models? Sketchpad? ”

It was the first time that Qin'er and Qi'er had heard these two very modern words, so naturally they didn't understand what they meant. Even if Qin Yong explained it again in words they could understand as much as possible, they still couldn't understand why a good person would become a so-called "model", so Qin Yong had to tell them to sit there obediently and not move, and the other to find him a straight plank to come back, which was enough!

So, the two little girls gave him a blank look, and said a little angrily: "Uncle, then you should have said it earlier!" It's a good guess for the servants! ”

In the end, this became Qin Yong's fault! Qin Yong almost ran out of breath! But he doesn't have time to talk to these two little girls! Because he was already planning to draw the first "sketch" of this era, it was time to come.

"Qin'er, sit still and don't move!"

"Chess, you can't move either!"

"Yes...... But, uncle, Qin'er is so tired! ”

"Uncle, the chess pieces are also ......"

……

In the end, it was Yahuan Qin'er who served as a model for Qin Yong, but in fact, the chess pieces were not much better, because Qin Yong actually asked her to pad herself with her back to pad a "drawing board"!

And they were also required not to move, so the two of them were attacked one after another, and before a quarter of an hour, the two little girls were staggered, so Qin Yong had no choice but to speed up his speed.

"Uncle, are you alright? Qin'er really can't support it. ”

"Uncle, the chess pieces are also ......"

"Okay, forget it, you all stop moving!"

Qin Yong was actually a little speechless, because he was not too satisfied with his newly completed character sketch. This is one of them, because the two girls of Qin'er and Qi'er move around, so it is inevitable that there will be deviations in the pen, and the second reason is that there is no eraser in this era, so every stroke of his is a one-time pass, so it is naturally impossible to achieve a perfect Cheng dΓΉ! Moreover, the original pencil in his hand, the hardness, chromaticity, etc. of the nib were also lacking, so even if a lot of effort was wasted, Qin Yong's heart was still not very satisfied.

It turned out that he also studied sketching and sketching in later universities! The main reason is that the major he is studying is the so-called architecture department, and architecture students must have the ability to draw and draw.

"Come on, take a look! How does it feel? ”

Qin Yong waited for the two little girls to calm down, so he handed the drawing board in his hand to them and said.

"Sizzle......"

Sure enough, the eyes of the two little girls who were still muttering in their hearts about Qin Yong's abuse of their own by their aunt suddenly straightened! Because they never thought that what appeared in front of their eyes would be such a painting, meticulous and meticulous? Artistic conception?

In fact, none of this has anything to do with the painting in front of you. But what is commendable is that this painting is realistic! Super realistic, this completely "reproduces" the basic outline of Qin'er, so at first glance, it is simply lifelike, like looking in a mirror! So Qin'er and Qi'er naturally felt shocked! Because of such a style of painting, they have never seen or heard of it before!

"How? I'm a great pencil, isn't it? Even if you use it to draw, that's okay......"

Qin Yong saw the stunned looks of the two girls, Qin'er and Qi'er, and said with a little smugness. It turned out that the reason why he had just decided to draw such a sketch with this pencil was to prove to them that there were still many wonderful uses for this lead smile, and no, something like this sketch or sketch was not comparable to ordinary brushes at all.

But what he didn't expect was that the things that the two girls Qin'er and Qi'er thought of at this time were not the same thing as him at all, so he saw that the two girls came back to their senses and said a little fanatically: "Auntie...... Uncle, did you draw this? You...... You're really amazing! ”