Chapter 114: Old Qin
Shen Xiao smiled bitterly, "Sixth sister, that picture ......"
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted, "This is the girl you said about drawing?" ”
Shen Qingqian frowned and looked at Shen Xiao disapprovingly.
Didn't you say that you wouldn't tell others?
Shen Xiao couldn't speak, so he had to look at the person he brought, "Old Qin, this is my sixth sister, and the picture was drawn by her." ”
When Shen Xiao went to the Ordnance Prison in the morning, this Qin Lao was there, and after asking, he found out that Qin Lao didn't go back last night, and lived directly in the Ordnance Prison.
Shen Xiao thought that Qin Lao was also an old man in the weapons prison, so he took out the drawings and asked him to take a look, but this person concluded that the drawings were definitely not drawn by him, and chased him to ask who drew them.
Shen Xiao naturally refused to say it, but Qin Lao secretly threatened him, if he didn't tell the truth, he would poke out the fact that the previous picture was not painted by him.
In this way, Shen Xiao has no way at all, and can only say that his sister at home is thinking about it.
I thought that it would be okay after speaking, but Qin Lao had to drag him and hurriedly run home, just to meet the person who drew the picture.
"Strange," Qin veteran Shen Qingqian looked up and down, left and right several times, "It's really strange, such a delicate thing was actually painted by a little girl?" ”
The corners of Shen Qingqian's mouth twitched slightly, maintaining a basic smile on his face, but he was complaining in his heart.
This old man didn't know where he came from, he was sloppy all over his body, his hair was about to explode, but his spirit was excellent, his eyes were bright, and he didn't look like a down-and-out person, she didn't understand, how did he make himself like this?
"Little girl, did you really draw this picture?" Qin Lao stared at Shen Qingqian and confirmed.
Shen Qingqian looked at Shen Xiao and saw that he nodded slightly, so he replied, "Yes, but I drew it according to the needs of my family, and I don't know if I can make something." ”
"Cranky? Hehe. Qin Lao touched his beard, obviously not believing.
But the one standing in front of him is indeed a little girl, unless Shen Xiao and the little girl lie to him together, otherwise it can only be said that this girl is a genius who is engaged in organ construction.
The ordnance supervisors of the Great Jin Dynasty recruited talents with special expertise in organ construction, equipment, and construction.
Qin Lao was born in the construction of organs, and later plunged into the research of weapons, until two years ago, he suddenly felt that he should do something beneficial to the people's livelihood, so he began to develop agricultural tools instead.
It's a pity that Qin Lao himself is not familiar with farming, and he personally worked on the land of northern Hubei for several months, and he didn't come up with anything that could save time and effort, and save costs.
Until this morning, when he saw the drawings that Shen Xiao took out, the scattered inspirations in his mind instantly had ideas, so he must meet the person who drew the drawings.
"Old Qin doesn't believe it?" Shen Qingqian raised his eyebrows, directly untied the charcoal hanging on his waist, took out a piece of paper, and drew a hoe with a few brushes.
However, Shen Qingqian's painting is not only a hoe, but also a simple diagram of the structure of the hoe and its parts.
Qin Lao watched her movements with wide eyes, and when she finished painting, he immediately asked, "What kind of painting method are you?" ”
Shen Qing was slightly stunned, looked down at what he had just drawn, and suddenly said: "Just draw it casually, I think it is convenient for others to understand." ”
She had already discovered that the drawings of this era were all flat, and there was no such thing as a three-dimensional picture, including the ones she painted before, which were all subconsciously using modern techniques.
"This is a good method, can you teach me?" Qin Lao's face was eager to try.
Shen Qingqian: "......, do you always pay attention to the image?"
Shen Xiao couldn't laugh or cry, "Old Qin, didn't you say that you have a question to tell my sixth sister?" ”