Qin Jian laughed in response: "Exactly." He looked at Bai Tang, "The sons of the two Gao Lian families intended to cheer up the tea party in the next place, so they arranged a demonstration of making Xue Tao's notes on the spot. "It's a demonstration, not a competition. After everyone was shocked, their interest became even stronger: they originally thought that Lian Baitang would definitely lose, but now it seems that it is really difficult to determine the outcome of the battle. Qin Jian didn't want to offend one party, so he changed the competition to a fun program without authorization.

Old Man Gao breathed a sigh of relief, and felt more grateful to Qin Jian in his heart. Even if you are rated high or low in the end, it doesn't hurt.

Two long cases were moved to the scene, and they were placed diagonally. The Gao family's own servants put the tools they needed on the table. Bai Tang carried a large box by himself, layer by layer, and opened it at an extremely wonderful angle, which immediately attracted Qin Jian's attention: This box is interesting! The design is exquisite, and there are so many hidden compartments!

When Qin Jian saw that he put the bright red impatiens juice on the desk, he led slightly.

Xue Tao loves red, and his paper is mainly crimson, apricot red, and pink. Of these, dark red is the most difficult to control. Red is bright red, that is, not too bright or dull.

Looking at Gao Jianming's case, it is also a bowl of red impatiens juice. Qin Jian tapped the fan lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Today's entertaining performance is interesting!

Xue Tao made notes in Shudi, and the paper used was naturally the best Shu hemp paper in Shudi.

Bai Tang stood beside the desk and pushed up his sleeve robe, revealing a slender white and tender wrist skin that was so bright that it was shining. Qin Jian was slightly stunned, and his gaze involuntarily slid from his wrist to his round, slender and white fingers. A bunch of poems describing the beautiful jade hands were flashed under the brush, and finally converged into a sentence of surprise: Lian Baitang's hands are really good-looking!

The production of Xue Tao's note is mainly in the early stage of flower juice extraction and coloring adhesive debugging, and today's on-site paper dyeing is only the lightest and most elegant process. Qin Jian called it a "demonstration", which is also very appropriate.

Baitang took out the pre-cut Shu hemp paper, the paper was light and smooth, and it was slightly yellow. I fixed the edge of the paper with a wooden clip, and used a special flat-headed brush with pink dye, and the pen was gently swiped on the paper. He moves skillfully, and his expression is as serious and solemn as if he were painting an incomparably delicate painting. After a while, the paper has been dyed with a layer of lovely and delicate pink like a red rose.

Gao Jianming snorted when he saw this.

In order to suppress Baitang and make him lose convincingly, he deliberately chose a crimson dye, thinking that he would be an opponent with Baitang chess, but he didn't expect him to change his color on the spot!

Pink paper is much easier to handle than red!

Old Man Gao stared at Bai Tang with bright eyes, and was already surprised to see that his movements were skillful and ordinary. Slowly, he leaned back against the seat with a calm face, looked at Lian Shi Xuan, and wondered in his heart: This kung fu is no worse than his grandson! This kid hides and fools the world, ruining his reputation, what do you want?

It's ridiculous that Lian Shaoda spoiled his concubine and killed his wife, but he didn't know that his eldest son was already under the care of the old man, right?

Looking at his grandson again, Gao Jianming also used a special long wooden clip to fix the top of the notepaper, immersed the paper in the crimson flower juice and dyed it for a while.

Lian Shaorong praised: "Gao Gongzi's hand 'drag dyeing' technique is extremely skillful, and he does a lot of homework on weekdays!" ”

The old man smiled at the beard: "Hmm." Begonia uses the brush dyeing method. It's all good, it's good. ”

The two waited for the paper to be half dry, Gao Jianming glanced at Bai Tang contemptuously, pinched some gold leaf from a white porcelain bottle and sprinkled it on the paper, applied a thin glue, and the gold flakes on the crimson paper loomed in the sun, beautiful and luxurious, and the scene couldn't help but sound a cheer.

"Open the five-color gold paper, and learn cursive in front of the blue lock window." Qin Jian clapped his hands lightly. Sprinkled gold paper has been passed down for thousands of years, and it is also refreshing to use it on poetry paper.

In the sound of appreciation, Gao Jianming couldn't hide his pride, when he saw Bai Tang's movements, his eyes froze, and he blurted out: "Lian Bai Tang, what are you doing?" ”

Bai Tang has a woodblock in one hand and a carving knife in the other, and he actually carves a printmaking in public!

Qin Jian approached Baitang suspiciously, looked down at the engraving in his hand, and saw that the pale yellow sawdust was like a cloud under the carving knife in his hand, falling gently, and the knife was like a divine help, and the flow of clouds and water was extremely smooth, he was stunned for a while, and he was shocked in his heart: There is such a powerful knife in the world?!

Baitang carved is a clump of green bamboo, several long poles, bamboo leaves fluttering bamboo shadows. With a few knives, the wind and bones are all ready.

At this time, in the inner house of the Qin family, several young women sat together, the fragrant breeze was curling, talking and laughing.

"The son of the Gao family made a gold paper, but it is ingenious." A soft and glutinous girl with a delicate accent unique to Wu Di is like a poem, it is Qin Jian's own sister, the eldest lady of the Qin family in Jiangnan.

Gao Jingwen was immediately honored: "My eldest brother has followed my grandfather to study hard in the workshop since he was a child. How can such a person who does not learn and has no skills compare with him? ”

Another melon seed face, dark eyes, smart and cute, beautiful as a branch of green sparrows, the woman's name Cheng Xuehan is the baby daughter of the Cheng family in the capital, Cheng Xuefeng's sister-in-law Cheng Xuehan. She tilted her head sideways and smiled: "The one from the Lian family is carving engraving in the garden?" Sister Gao, what is engraving? ”

Gao Jingwen was flattered by Miss Cheng's question, and hurriedly explained: "The books we read, the words and paintings printed on the books, are all carved with wooden boards in advance and then printed on paper. This is called engraving. ”

Xue Han nodded and said, "I see." I don't know what this practitioner's son carved? ”

Qin Wu thought about Bai Tang's cooperation with his younger brother, and was very interested in this person. Smiled: "Interesting." Since he dares to carve in public, his kung fu must not be bad. ”

Gao Jingwen couldn't directly refute the words of the eldest lady of the Qin family, and she couldn't speak directly about Bai Tang's things that were not on the stage, so she had to pull the corners of her mouth and smile reluctantly.

"Miss-" A maidservant girl with a different color on her face walked into the house, gasped lightly, swallowed again, and said: "Miss, practice Baitang, practice Baitang, he-"

Qin Wu raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with him?" ”

The maid's round apricot eyes were full of surprise and excitement: "He, he printed a picture on Xue Tao's note!" ”

"Painting?" Qin Wu smiled and asked, "Printed on the paper?" How to print? Suddenly realized, "Engraving?!" ”

Gao Jingwen was dumbfounded: What's the situation?

In the garden, the engraving of the begonia on the spot is already amazing. When he used the bright red cinnabar brush to dye the engraving, the old man of the Gao family bounced directly from the chair.

What did Lian Baitang want to do—he had already expected what was going to happen, but under the shock, his mind was in a mess, and he suddenly became blank, and he couldn't think of anything.

Although the paper is rich in color, it has never been printed in color!

When the paper was covered with engraving, there was an uproar, Bai Tang was in a daze, and the pad made of cotton cloth was quickly pressed and lightly brushed on the back of the paper. Suddenly, he lifted the paper, and a small piece of bright red bamboo painting was printed on the right side of the pink background paper.

The alarm died down, and after a few breaths, there was a burst of amazement in the park!

It's like a person who has lived in the black and white world all his life, and suddenly crashes into a colorful space, and the impact and shock can be imagined!

The old man Lian smiled so much that his eyes couldn't see it: "Wonderful! Although the flower paper has existed since ancient times, since Xue Tao, it has changed from prosperity to refinement. She made ten-colored flower paper, which was highly regarded by literati and artists. But printing colorful paintings on the poetry paper to add elegant colors to the paper is Bai Tang's good intention! ”

His gaze was firmly locked on the engraving that was no more than the size of a palm, and his eyes were shining: good painting, good carving! Practice Bai Tang, a stinky boy, when did he learn this skill?!

Lian Shaorong's surprise was extreme: win, win!

He slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "Father! In the future, wouldn't the pages in the book also be colored? ”