"It's so stingy, isn't it just a few paintings?" Seeing Zhao Yanxian, Cao Song smiled and took out a stack of painting paper hidden in his sleeve, this is not a few paintings, but at least more than twenty, all the paintings that Zhao Yan has practiced this month are here. {

Zhao Yan grabbed these paintings and counted them, then stretched out his hand again and said, "There are still two left, hurry up and take them out!" ”

"You ......" Cao Song didn't expect Zhao Yan to remember it so clearly, so he had to take out two from his sleeve again, the so-called thief is not empty, he just deliberately left these two to prepare as trophies this time, but unfortunately they were still shown by Zhao Yan.

"I didn't get your pen money for painting two pictures for you, and I still want to take so many more paintings from me, I've never seen you so ungrateful." Zhao Yan joked with a smile.

Zhao Yan is not stingy with these paintings, but since the last Xiyuan Yaji, his fame has increased greatly, and now many people outside are buying his paintings with a lot of money, according to the principle of hype, the more others can't buy it, the more precious his paintings are, so during this time, Zhao Yan doesn't plan to let his paintings circulate too much, after all, no matter how valuable things are, as long as the number is large, the price will definitely come down, although he doesn't plan to make a living by selling paintings, but he also hopes that his paintings can be recognized by more people.

Cao Song reluctantly watched Zhao Yan put those paintings in order and put them on the table again, in his opinion, only these paintings in the entire study were worth stealing, but unfortunately since the last time, Zhao Yan has been strictly guarding the study, this time he still came in through the portrait, but unfortunately he still didn't succeed. It is estimated that he will not enter this study again in the future.

"Third brother, why do you like to paint such ugly women? Last time, one of the paintings that Brother Jiu'er took away from you was this kind of ugly woman, but he didn't dare to take it out and give it away. At this moment, Hu Yanping suddenly pointed to the painting on the table and asked.

"What an ugly woman, I paint all beautiful women, okay?" Zhao Yan was very unconvinced when he heard this, he usually likes to draw beautiful women and small animals the most, so when he heard Hu Yanping say that he painted ugly women, he thought that the other party said that he didn't paint well, so he felt a little angry for a while.

"Third brother, look at your own paintings. Such a woman is also called a beauty? Hu Yanping took out a sketch from the table. Zhao Yan, who pointed to the woman above, asked.

Zhao Yan was also stunned when he saw this painting, because this is a game beauty in later generations, and this beauty has two significant characteristics, that is, the angel face and devil figure. Especially on the chest, it is a little exaggerated. Of course, this is the only way to attract the attention of others. Especially the eyes of men, after all, the people who play the game are still dominated by men.

"Haha, I didn't expect you to like to paint this kind of ugly girl, third brother. Last time I took ten paintings from you, and one of them turned out to be an ugly girl, and she was wearing very little, and I was too embarrassed to take it out and give it away, and I still throw it in my study. Cao Song also pointed to the painting in Hu Yanping's hand at this time and said with a smile.

"You two eyes are fine, right, such a beauty is also called ugly?" Zhao Yan looked at Hu Yanping and Cao Song in surprise, and even he already doubted whether these two were men?

"Third brother, others say that I have a problem with my brain, but now I think you have a problem with your brain, and such an ugly woman dares to call me a beauty?" Hu Yanping asked again at this time, looking at Zhao Yan's eyes were also full of sympathy, a man can't even tell the difference between beauty and ugliness, and the disease in his brain is obviously much stricter than him.

As soon as Hu Yanping's words fell, Cao Song also reached out and touched Zhao Yan's forehead with some worry, and then said to himself puzzled: "Third brother, you didn't burn either, why did you start talking nonsense, you actually called an ugly woman a beauty, it seems that it is still the root of the disease left after being struck by lightning last time, no wonder you were indifferent after seeing Xue Ning'er last time, it turned out that there was something wrong with your brain." ”

Seeing that Hu Yanping and Cao Song decided that they had a brain disease, Zhao Yan knocked Cao Song's hand away, and then said angrily: "I am not sick in the brain, it is the two of you who are sick, you look at the woman in the painting, her appearance is definitely not worse than the Xue Ning'er you like, as for the figure, it is several times stronger than Xue Ning'er, how can a woman like her with no breasts and no ass be compared with the woman in the painting?" ”

As soon as Zhao Yan's words fell, Cao Song, who was one of Xue Ning'er's most staunch supporters, immediately retorted: "Third brother, the woman you painted is not bad, but if you look at her figure, especially the two lumps on her chest, they are even more disgusting than fat, a woman must have clove small breasts to be beautiful, a woman like her, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get married!" ”

"Huh?" Zhao Yan heard Cao Song's words as if he was struck by lightning again, and felt that his worldview had completely collapsed, and the aesthetics of women's figures in later generations were all convex and backward to beautiful, but listening to the meaning of Cao Song and Hu Yanping's words, it seems that the men of the Great Song Dynasty like women with flat chests, could it be that the men of the Great Song Dynasty are poor breast control?

At this moment, I saw Hu Yanping seriously look at the game beauty on the picture, and then continued: "This woman's breasts * breasts are so huge, I know that I haven't used chest bindings since I was a child, otherwise maybe I can press down my breasts, and now that I'm so big, it's useless to have any kind of breast binding." ”

"Chest binding?" When Zhao Yan heard this name, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and for a while he seemed to have grasped something important, and suddenly stood up, grabbed Hu Yanping's shoulder and said excitedly, "Brother Huyan, just now you said that women use chest binding, is it possible that all women in my Great Song Dynasty use chest binding?" ”

"That's natural, although a woman's appearance is important, but the figure is also very important, especially the woman's clove breasts are beautiful, if they are too big, they are inconvenient to move, and they are not beautiful, so women have to bind their breasts from the age of twelve or thirteen, so that they will not grow too big." Hu Yanping had also mixed in the field of years before, and he was a married person, so he was naturally very clear about this kind of thing.

"I see, hahahaha~, I finally understand!" Zhao Yan laughed loudly when he heard this, and finally found the answer to a question that had plagued him for many days, which made him feel open-minded, and he even wanted to sing a song to express his excitement.

Seeing Zhao Yan's strange appearance, Cao Song and Hu Yanping looked at each other, and couldn't understand what Zhao Yan was doing, just now they were still discussing the issue of beauty and ugliness, but now they are laughing wildly, no matter how they look at it, they don't look like they have a normal brain, is it really the root cause of the disease that fell before?

In fact, it's no wonder that Zhao Yan is so excited, he has always wondered that Cao Ying is already fifteen years old, but his chest is like a little girl who has no children, and although Mixue and Xiaodou Sprouts are a little smaller, they are also an airport like Cao Ying, which makes him very depressed all the time, and even raised sheep to milk for them to drink, in order to let them raise quickly, but I didn't expect that the real reason was that the women of the Great Song Dynasty had the habit of binding their chests, no wonder it didn't seem to have any ups and downs?

Zhao Yan should have guessed a long time ago that ancient women not only had the custom of binding their little feet, but also the custom of binding their breasts. Among them, the thing of wrapping small feet was still very rare in the Northern Song Dynasty, only a few prostitutes * women would wrap their small feet, in order to please the guests, until the Ming and Qing dynasties of later generations, Cheng Zhu Lixue was popular, and wrapped small feet became popular among Han women.

In contrast, the custom of binding breasts is much earlier and more widespread than binding small feet, from nobles to ordinary people, and the vast majority of women will tie their breasts in their teens, even in adulthood. The reason for the formation of this custom, mainly because in ancient times, small breasts were beautiful, and it was also called "clove milk", if a woman's breasts are too big, it is likely to be discriminated against, and it is not impossible to even get married. Therefore, in this social context, women's breasts have become a widespread custom.

"Third brother, are you okay, why don't I go and call the imperial doctor?" Seeing Zhao Yan excitedly walking around in the study, Cao Song was a little worried at this time.

"Go and go~, you two are not in a normal mind, now that the painting has been painted, Brother Jiu'er and Brother Huyan, please go back, I still have very important things to do today!" Zhao Yan rubbed his hands excitedly while absentmindedly driving Cao Song and the two away, he needed to be alone now to digest this surprising good news.

"Third brother, if you are sick, you have to be cured, you don't want to be like me in the future, right?" At this time, Hu Yanping was also very worried, the more excited Zhao Yan was, the more abnormal it was in his and Cao Song's eyes.

"I'm really fine! You two, please go back! Zhao Yan said and pushed Cao Song and the two out of the study, just wanted to close the door, suddenly thought of one more thing, and then said again, "By the way, the cabbage grown outside Zhuangzi was harvested today, and the two of you brought back a few to try it, if your business is successful, don't forget to thank me!" ”

Zhao Yan closed the door with a "bang" after speaking, but Cao Song and Hu Yanping glanced at each other, and finally left a little helplessly.

After Zhao Yan was left alone in the study, he saw him walking back and forth in the room a few times, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, he had always felt sorry for Cao Ying's flat chest before, but now things have finally taken a turn for the better, how can he not be excited?

"Huh? Wrong! Zhao Yan, who was excited, suddenly thought of something, and immediately stopped and said to himself, "Now I only know that the women of the Great Song Dynasty have the habit of binding their chests, but there is no guarantee that Cao Ying is not flat-chested, what if she is really an airport?" ”

Thinking of this question, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel anxious again, before seeing Cao Ying's breasts, no one can guarantee this kind of thing, and in addition, the custom of binding breasts has been formed among women in the Great Song Dynasty, what should I do to make Cao Ying no longer bind her breasts in the future? (To be continued......)

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