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Chris didn't expect that there was a woman in the house, looking for prestige. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But seeing Li Zhiyi walk behind the couch screen of the low couch, he picked up a small curtain and helped out a woman.

The woman wore a moon-white robe, a lilac sleeveless gown, a hairpin on her head and a jade bead step, the step shake was finely made, the branches were winding, with a few emerald leaves like water, crystal dripping, hanging down the emerald carved beads, with the woman's pace, swaying non-stop.

Li Zhiyi said: "This is the clumsy Jing Hu clan. ”

In addition to the strange clothes man, several people in the house are very familiar with each other, but the woman worships and has a number of courtesies, and Li Gonglin also stood up from the circle chair.

Li Zhiyi took her by the arm and walked up to Gao Zunhui and Chris.

The woman smiled lightly and said to Gao Zunhui: "How long will Gao Xiaogongzi still play tricks?"

Chris saw that she was extremely delicate, her voice was sweet, she spoke Wu Nong's soft language, and her eyes became more and more delicate and elegant when she smiled.

The woman couldn't help but look at the stranger-clad man inquiringly.

Chris also happened to raise his eyes to meet the woman's gaze.

The woman saw Ouyang Feng raise her lips and laughed softly, her handsome and peerless eyes showed infinite beauty.

Li Zhiyi was surprised, this strange man in clothes was too rude, how to stare at his wife.

Chris remembered that when he introduced men, he named them and reported their names, how could he introduce a woman to a Hu family, so he asked: "What is the surname Hu?

Li Zhiyi's eyes were sharp, her face was blue, and she didn't say anything more.

Seeing that the other party didn't answer, Chris asked the woman directly, "Miss Hu, what's your name and what is the small character?"

At this time, even Li Gonglin frowned, and he was very dissatisfied with the abruptness and rudeness of the strange man.

Hu Shuxiu smiled and blessed his body, and said, "The slave family still doesn't know the name of the son, how can I report my name first?"

Gao Zunhui saw that the atmosphere froze, and hurriedly said: "He is a friend of mine from the Western Regions, their people are simple and straightforward, and they don't have as many courtesies as the Central Plains, please forgive me." ”

After listening to this explanation, Li Zhiyi's face softened.

And here Chris was still stubbornly waiting for the answer, the corners of Gao Zunhui's mouth twitched, and said, "Her name is Hu Shuxiu, and her words are soft." ”

After hearing this, Chris bowed to Hu Shuxiu in a proper manner, and said, "In Xia Ouyang Feng, this is polite." ”

Wu Daoren saw that Ouyang Feng's behavior was indeed very different from that of the people in the Central Plains, and seeing that he had no malicious intent, he opened the topic and said: "Since we are friends with paintings, let's get back to business." ”

Shen Kuo suddenly interjected: "You all received that strange thing, aren't you curious?"

Curious! How can you not be curious.

The Imperial Medicine Master was also curious, what did the little uncle give them?

Shen Kuo took out a slender wooden box from his arms.

Hu Shuxiu also glanced at Li Zhiyi, and each of them received one of these wooden boxes.

Shen Kuo opened the wooden box, and there was a long wooden strip on the red flannel inside.

Shen Kuo picked it up, and the wooden strip was hand-polished to be round and smooth, painted with crimson lacquer, and one end was pointed.

Hu Shuxiu asked, "Brother Shen also cut it open?" Both the Xianggong and the slave family received the same thing, so they simply cut one open. ”

Interestingly, Shen Kuo never catered to Hu Shuxiu in front of him, but he was intimate and sincere.

Shen Kuo nodded and said, "When I first got this thing, I couldn't guess what it was. But along with it, there is also an invitation to meet friends with painting, and Gao Xiaozi has taken so much painstaking effort that I think this thing must be related to painting. ”

He turned the stick, rushed up the side of the flat head, pointed to the center of the stick, and said, "When I saw a black core embedded in this stick, I thought of the charcoal strip." ”

"Yes, we also thought it was charcoal," Hu Shuxiu paused for a moment and said, "But when I really draw it on paper, I obviously find that it is different." The charcoal strip is brittle and dry to draw, but it has a soft texture, smooth writing, and thick black handwriting. ”

Shen Kuo was surprised: "Huh, my wooden strips are hard and solid, and the color of the painting is elegant. ”

Hu Shuxiu blinked, looked at a few people, and said, "Are our wooden strips different?"

Now everyone came to their senses, and each took out their own wooden strips from their sleeves.

It was neatly placed on the table, and one end of each wooden strip was sharpened, and only Li Zhiyi and Wu Daoren's were still flat at both ends.

Wu Daoren smiled slightly and said: "The old man knows that Ziyu is stubborn, this must be his trick, instead of thinking about it, it is better to wait for him to reveal the answer." ”

Gao Zunhui sighed twice in his heart: It's still the cunning of the Wu family!

Shen Kuo checked it, and sure enough, the end of each branch was engraved with a Chinese character number.

Li Gonglin sighed and said: "I once cut off the black core and ground it, the powder is delicate, and it is definitely not comparable to the charcoal strips fired from wooden branches." ”

Hearing this, the Imperial Medicine Master asked with his eyes, "Uncle, what are you doing?"

Gao Zunhui saw that everyone couldn't wait, so he said: "This thing is the pen used for painting, called 'pencil'." ”

"Pencil?"

The answer is far from what everyone thinks.

"Isn't this obviously the pencil in the lead tree?" Shen Kuo was very familiar with the engraving printing, and the lead used for proofreading was the pencil and the wooden board, and he asked in surprise, "Is there lead powder added to this core?"

At first, Chris wanted to draw a map of Siberia from memory, but she felt that the brush was not easy to use, so she drew a pattern and asked her uncle to find someone to make it. When the finished product came out, she told her uncle that it was called a "pencil", and then she knew that there was something called a pencil in the Song Dynasty, but it was a pity that this thing was not something else. The pencil shaft she asked Gao Zunhui to make was made of logs. Divide the round wooden strip in two, engrave a circular groove, embed it in a black lead core, and then glue the two wooden strips together in pairs, which is a pencil in the modern sense, although it is called a pencil, it has nothing to do with "lead".

Gao Zunhui said: "This pencil is made according to the method of my friend from the Western Regions, if you have any questions, you can ask him." ”

Everyone's eyes once again converged on this man named Ouyang Feng.

Shen Kuo knew that there were some strange things in the Western Regions, his eyes flashed, and he stepped forward and asked, "What is the use of this black core?"

Chris didn't answer, but turned his head to look at Hu Shuxiu and asked, "Does Miss Hu know the 'Thrush Seven Fragrance Pill'?"

Hu Shuxiu was taken aback, and then nodded.

Li Zhiyi frowned, and said in her heart: The thrush seven incense pill is a dai material, and this is what I use to draw the eyebrows of the lady.

When Xing Yun painted Chris's eyebrows, she discovered that the Dai material used for women's thrushes in the Song Dynasty was also called Shi Dai, and some merchants made small pills called "Thrush Seven Fragrance Pills", which were very popular in the store. Graphite is the main raw material for pencil leads, and stone dai is graphite. She checked the classics and learned that graphite had been discovered early in China, and the processing technology of the Song people was advanced, and the purity of graphite was quite high.

Chris explains: "The pencil is a woman's thrush stone. ”

Gao Zunhui was stunned when everyone heard this, and thought: Tao Tao asked him to go to the fat powder shop at the beginning, and ordered a lot of women's daisies, he had this kind of expression at the beginning, and he couldn't figure out what Tao let himself make.

Chris said: "The main ingredient is Shi Dai, and of course some other things are added. ”

According to Comte's recipe, Chris actually adds different proportions of clay to the thrush, kneades and mixes, but this is also a trade secret, and she has no reason to elaborate.

She continued: "The material is first made into a pencil lead, then dried and roasted to give it a certain strength and hardness, more durable, and encapsulated in a log strip to make a pencil. ”

Shen Kuo suddenly came to his senses and said, "The numbers on that pen represent different hardness?"

Chris didn't expect Shen Kuo to be so keen that he could think of this. No wonder the little uncle praised him as a strange man, saying that he knew many strange skills, and knew many skilled craftsmen, and these people were exactly what he needed.

"That's right, the hardness and shade of the pen are distinguished by numbers, so you can see them at a glance. Chris said as he removed a cloth bag from his waist. Spread out, there are more than a dozen sharpened pencils inserted in the cloth buckle inside, and each end is engraved with a Chinese character number. She picked up two sticks and said, "The smaller the number, the lighter the color, and the bigger the number, the darker the color." ”

"Do you know how to draw with a pencil?" asked Shen Kuo.

"Can do sketching, sketching, good at expressing people, still life. "Chris probably explained a little bit about how to draw.

Shen Kuo said, "I have also read many records about the countries of the Western Regions, how come I have never heard of any country with such a pen and such a painting method?"

Chris rolled his eyes and said, "It's from the West, which is farther west than the Western Regions." ”

The rest were thoughtful.

Li Gonglin listened to Ouyang Feng's lecture on painting methods, and was very interested, and when he heard him say that he was good at painting flowers, birds, fruits, or people, he felt that it was somewhat similar to the white drawing he was good at, so he picked up a pencil and asked, "Can you use it to paint?"

Chris nodded.

After the pencil was ready, Chris asked Xiong Daiying to take a few fruits and put them on the table to try to draw a still life. She thought that she hadn't sketched for a long time, and her skills should be a little rusty. But when she showed everyone her paintings, Xiong Daiying and Xing Yun were stunned, saying that the fruit seemed to be real.

Li Zhiyi was a little unconvinced, and said: "Bo Shi's white drawing can be described as a must, how are you painting? Don't take it out and laugh generously." ”

Chris said softly: "I haven't used my pen for a long time, I'm a little rusty, everyone doesn't blame me for being ugly!"

Gao Zunhui sniffed and remembered the shocking feeling when he first saw the portrait that Tao Tao painted for Xing Yun, his niece was a genius! Even he rushed to ask Tao Tao to help him paint the portrait, these people are all experts, and they will definitely be able to discern pearls.

Gao Zunhui turned his head to look at the Imperial Pharmacist, no wonder this kid's painting skills have not been bad since he was a child, it turned out that he had inherited his mother's talent. He turned his head back and looked at Gao Taotao, and said in his heart: Several friends present today know the true face of my Gao Zunhui, if you say that you usually like to pretend to be crazy and stupid in front of people, but the woman who pretends to be a man in front of them is actually a veritable hiding clumsy everyone! I only knew that she was good at flying white books, but I didn't know that she was even better at painting, I heard her say that the magical painting method was seen from a classic book in the Western Regions, and she had never been revealed in front of people. Even her son didn't know, let alone her own who used to see each other like enemies. Now the relationship with her is very different, and only then do I know how knowledgeable and talented she is, which really overwhelms me.

At this time, Wu Daoren said: "Bo Shi's white drawing, the technique is unique, and the artistic conception has been unique in the present and the ancient, even the old man is ashamed of himself. ”

Li Zhiyi glanced at Chris, with an expression of "Did you hear it?"

Wu Daoren said again: "Having said so much, why don't you paint separately as usual, and then evaluate it together?"

Everyone agreed.

Li Gonglin walked up to Li Zhiyi and Hu Shuxiu and asked softly, "Uncle Duan, I want to make a picture for my sister-in-law, okay?"

Li Zhiyi smiled and said: "I have long wanted you to paint a picture for Wen Rou, but I didn't expect to get your wish today." ”

Hu Shuxiu also made ten thousand blessings, and said: "Bo Shi Mobao, it is hard to find a thousand gold, and the slave family has thanked you first." ”

Chris walked over and said, "I also want to paint for Miss Hu." ”

Li Zhiyi saw that Ouyang Feng's face was full of seriousness, and said in his heart: "Come to the door?" Could it be that he really has two hits? Even Wu everyone is full of praise for Bo Shi's white description, and he is still afraid of a barbarian from the Western Regions? Li Zhiyi sneered, and said with a smile: "You can think about it, don't end up humiliating yourself!"

Chris was not annoyed when he heard this, but felt that Li Zhiyi was very interesting to protect his friends.

Hu Shuxiu pulled Li Zhiyi's shirt and said, "Husband, do you want to be ugly?"

When Li Zhiyi heard this, he nodded with a smile, and said to Ouyang Feng: "No one else is afraid, and I am not afraid of ugliness." ”

When everyone returned to the hall, the shopkeeper had removed the contents of several mahogany tables, laid out the canvases, and served the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

There was just a wooden shelf and a stool in the corner, and a white piece of paper was fixed on the wooden shelf, which was obviously not rice paper, but a thick paper with a slightly rough surface.

This is the drawing paper, drawing board and easel that Gao Zunhui asked the shopkeeper to prepare long ago.

Gao Zunhui pointed to the high stool brought by the shopkeeper and said, "Mrs. Li, please take a seat." ”

Seeing that Hu Shuxiu was seated, Chris walked to the drawing board, she first observed, and then fell into deep thought, composing the picture in her mind.

Everyone was more or less watching Chris's every move.

Gao Zunhui is very satisfied with the reaction of everyone at the moment, he knows that the people present today are all geniuses, standing out from the crowd, and he has done enough foreshadowing in front of him, at this moment, Tao Tao only needs to show his true skills, I believe that it is not difficult for them to look at each other differently, so that the friendship will not be concluded? Since Tao Tao wants to recruit special talents, he must first enter the eyes of these people, and the rest of the matter will be a matter of course. He glanced at Wu Daoren again, and thought: Painting the sacred heart is definitely not as plain as water on the face, and the wind has no waves, right?

When Wu Daoren got the thing sent by Gao Zunhui, he guessed that it was a painting tool similar to charcoal strips, and when he was young, he also used charcoal strips to make a base draft for the painted masterpiece, and he didn't think it was too unusual. But when he saw Ouyang Feng with his own eyes, he felt that this person had greatly exceeded his expectations, and he didn't know why he always felt that Ouyang Feng was a hidden person? What kind of painting could he make with a "pencil"? Wu Daoren was a veteran in the end, and he couldn't see the clue, and he didn't think much about it, he had already started painting with a pen on the big table in the center.

Li Gonglin and Ouyang Feng painted for Hu Shuxiu at the same time, the two were next to each other, and when he looked sideways, the person was so focused that he didn't even notice his gaze. This strengthened Li Gonglin's desire to defeat his opponent in his most confident white drawing, and he also picked up the pen and concentrated on painting.

And Li Zhiyi also walked to his own case, what is it good to draw? Wu Dajia and Bo Shi are good at portraits, and Ouyang Feng, who doesn't know how to advance or retreat, also wants to paint portraits, so he won't join in the fun, and after thinking about it for a while, he began to write.