Chapter 68

    The round fan is best baked, usually it can be baked in 2 days, the more complicated the shape is, the more difficult it is to bake, the polygonal fan takes a long time to bake, usually 7-15 days, and it needs to be corrected constantly, which is extremely test Eyesight and stamina.

    [There are many plum-shaped and Changhoof-shaped shapes, which are the most difficult to bake. ]

    [The Chang hoof shape roasted by Shanshan is very beautiful, like plump petals, but it takes time and energy, sister, come on. ]

    [Nowadays most fans are round and polygonal. There are many apprentices who have learned how to make fans for four or five years. ]

    [Master can't criticize us young people like that, didn't you also love to play when you were young. ]

    [Ah, this is my slip of the tongue. 】The teacher thought to himself: It is really not easy to fool children nowadays.

    Shanshan baked under the camera for 1 hour.

    The fan handle has been made just now, Cui Zhexi picked it up curiously, there is no ring finger thick fan handle, so thin, the middle bamboo joint is actually opened, and there is a thinner bamboo core running through it.

    "It's really wonderful." Cui Zhexi admired and looked around.

    Cui Zhexi said, "Shanshan, I want to do it too."

    "Yes, I will teach you." Shanshan said.

    He Zhizhou was a bit awkward, he wanted to draw a fan, so he might as well make a complete fan himself, "Shanshan, can I learn it?"

    Only Pei Ze was left, Pei Ze's live broadcast room: [Brother, rush the duck! 】

    【Brother, go ahead! ]

    [Go and learn! 】 In

    the evening they have nothing to do, usually read the script and read the book, Pei Ze put down the script, "I will do it too." The

    three of them collaborated to make a folding fan. Folding fans are also made by Shanshan, so I just taught them how to do them.

    The production method of folding fans is also very complicated, and the difficulty of its production process is comparable to that of round fans.

    Shanshan baked the fan noodles for over an hour, and her fingertips were a little hot, so she washed the handles with water.

    She said to them, "Are you sure you want to make a folding fan?"

    Cui

    Zhexi puffed up her chest, "Yes." ]

    "Well, don't give up halfway." Shanshan looked into Cui Zhexi's eyes.

    Cui Zhexi looked around, found Shanshan and looked at him again, is he so untrustworthy, his little face blushed, "No. We each do our own."

    [Hey, that's good, let's see who makes the best folding fan it is good. ]

    [That must be my brother. ]

    [Don't speak too early. 】

    "That's good." After washing his hands, Shan Shan wiped the water and said to them, "The making of folding fans is divided into several major steps: making large bones, making small bones, grinding bones with water, installing fan nails and ironing nails, and painting. The fan surface is attached to the fan surface."

    "First of all, let's make the big bone, and the steps of making the big bone are divided into: opening, splitting, chopping, boiling bamboo, drying, dragging, cutting, fanning, trimming, Drilling, pouring, hemming, flushing, digging shoulders, flattening, filing, baking these small steps.” —— 1

    [Words are not bad, I am simply amazed. 】

    【Shan Shan is familiar with it by heart. 】

    【My God, I'm already dizzy. ]

    [Super-class warning. ]

    Cui Zhexi's temples twitched, but thinking they had successfully made the oil-paper umbrella, these shouldn't bother him.

    "The program team provided us with some bamboo, which has already gone through the steps of drying and dragging the edges. Now we only need to start from the cutting edge. The cutting edge is to determine the length of the bamboo piece, take the cutting ruler and align it with the bamboo piece, and saw off the bamboo piece. The extra part."

    The tools used to make fans are relatively small, such as gold pounds, modeling knives and so on. The modeling knife program team searched for a long time, and finally bought one for Shanshan from a fan factory.

    Shanshan first taught them the fragments, and she first made a material ruler and taught them how to use the knife, step by step, explaining it in great detail.

    [Sister speaks so softly. ]

    [Must be a super gentle teacher~]

    [Although this question is beyond the outline, I still love to read it. It's fun to see the four of them hehe. ]

    [The fools at the scene understood it. ]

    [There were really fools who didn't understand. ]

    [Yfd No. 1: There is such a person here who is always out of place. 】Among

    the three apprentices, He Zhizhou and Pei Ze got started faster, but Cui Zhexi was clumsy, sweat dripped, a piece of bamboo was not broken, and the incision was so frizzy that he could prick his hand.

    Shanshan taught it again, but he still couldn't do it. He almost taught him by hand, but he still couldn't.

    The veins in Shanshan's temples twitched, he pulled out something similar to a ruler, and knocked on the table with a "slap".

    Cui Zhexi shrank his neck, shook his hands, and successfully broke out a bamboo.

    [Just to fight! ]

    [Hahahahahahaha, I died from laughing. 】

    Pei Ze and He Zhizhou's fans turned on fire,【Hurry up, hit, hit, hit! ]

    [Little waste! Just waste snacks! 】

    【Cui Zhexi just needs a beating, he can do everything after a beating! 】

    An hour later, everyone continued to fan.

    "The cutting fan is to cut the two sides of the big aggregate to make the fan head."

    Shanshan demonstrated to them, He Zhizhou has a good understanding, and he will be able to do it in a while. Pei Ze slowly got it too. Again, Cui Zhexi couldn't.

    【Brother, come on, don't be in a hurry, the more you are in a hurry, the less you can do it. 】

    【Don't worry, don't worry. 】

    He Zhizhou and Pei Ze's fans were disgusted by Cui Zhexi before, and now they seized the opportunity: [Our brother is done, hurry up and move on to the next step, someone is really slowing down! ]

    [Hold your feet! ]

    [Compared to beggars, our brother is amazing! ]

    [Yfd No. 1: I've been lying flat recently, so I don't need to blackmail at all. 】

    Cui Zhexi fans: 【Everyone has weaknesses, don't say that about our brother. ]

    [Who made your brother so bad as usual! ]

    [Hahahaha I laughed so hard, I watch the fans of the three families bickering every day. 】

    One night, I made fans and played around, from 6:30 to 9:30, except for Cui Zhexi, the others progressed very quickly. The step of piercing the big fan bone was achieved.

    Master Oil Paper Umbrella: [Master Oil Paper Umbrella came to learn, thinking about learning folding fans with Shan Shan, folding fans is not easy, the lines are like mountains. 】

    Master Folding Fan: 【Shan Shan is better at teaching people than I am. ]

    [Yes, although parents should keep up with the times to train their children, respect their bodies and minds and grow up with them. I think the same is true for teachers from all walks of life. They often hear the old chef in the back kitchen scolding their apprentices when they eat a meal. I also support beating and scolding, but I don't agree with beating and scolding blindly, it will only deepen the hatred of children and apprentices. ]

    [Is the teacher upstairs? ]

    [Almost, I am a professor of education, psychology and criminology. 】

    【! ! ! How many professors did the Shanshan studio attract? 】

    Professor Xi who loves architecture: 【Hello everyone, I am also watching Shanshan making fans. 】

    Professor Cui, who also loves architecture: 【What a coincidence, I'm here too. 】

    Professor Xu of Traditional Chinese Medicine: [It seems that if I don’t become a super member, everyone won’t be able to see me. I am a professor of Chinese medicine, and I have been to the island once before. ]

    [I remember, I remember, you are the professor of Chinese medicine. 】

    【Hahahaha, there are so many. These are just a few who sent barrage, and there are many who didn't. ]

    [It shows that there are many people who love traditional culture and crafts. 】

    After sowing in the mountains, I washed my hands and dried the water drops. My hands are a bit dry in winter, so I need to make a face cream.

    Cui Zhexi felt that he was late tonight, so he swept up the debris on the floor and mopped it with water.

    Shanshan didn't think he was wasting her time, anyway, she had nothing else to do while baking the fan frame, and she appreciated his unyielding spirit.

    Seeing that he was unhappy, he said with relief, "Everyone has their own strengths."

    "Yeah." Cui Zhexi twisted the mop. He never did these things in the past, but now sweeping the floor and washing the mop are routine. Eliminated by other beggars.

    Cui Zhexi whispered, "They are just a little bit better than me at making fans."

    Cui Zhexi's live broadcast room usually closes at ten o'clock.

    [Brother is great, brother is amazing. ]

    [brother is cute. ]

    [Sister is so warm. ]

    [Yfd number 1: Your brother doesn't like to describe him as cute. 】

    Cui Zhexi cleaned the room before leaving.

    There are many tools and some spare bamboo on the small table.

    After they left the bedroom, managers Niu Ben and Zhao Baiqian came from behind the camera.

    Every evening and morning, they have to come.

    Zhao Baiqian brought some brown sugar and warm babies to Shanshan, Shanshan should be on her period these few days.

    Niu Ben sat down and told Shanshan that the person in charge of Milan Fashion Week borrowed an umbrella from her, "This morning, Milan Fashion Week asked me to borrow an oiled paper umbrella, which will be the summer edition in February next year. And I just told me about it for a month. I would like to borrow your round fan for the winter model later on.”

    Just as Niu Ben finished speaking, he received another email in his mobile phone, which was the person in charge of Xiangjia’s China region. I also want to borrow your round fan. According to the fashion circle's practice, after a round fan is exhibited once, it will generally not appear in other shows. Shanshan, your round fan should only be borrowed for one catwalk occasion."     Chinese Traditional Culture Walk It is a very good thing to be on the world fashion stage. Shanshan nodded and thought for a while, "Lend the round fan to Xiangjia for the show, and the oil-paper umbrella to Milan Fashion Week."     Niu Ben put down his phone and said, "That's fine, you can Facing more groups.”     A catwalk has more than one hundred styles and thousands of matching items, and oiled paper umbrellas and round fans are just one of the matching items.     Niu Ben and Shan Shan explained some basic rules of the catwalk, "Don't worry about the domestic propaganda, we will do a good job of cooperating accordingly. It's just that the foreign side may not know how the effect will be."     Shan Shan asked Niu Ben, "Milan What's the theme of the fashion week?"     "It seems to be called ink painting, I'll take a look." Niu Ben looked at the email on his phone, "It's ink and wash Jiangnan, and the theme is China."     "How many umbrellas can I borrow?"     "I want to borrow two. " Niu Ben replied.     Shanshan thought for a while, "It's really not many, more than a hundred pieces of ready-made clothes, hundreds of thousands of matching. There are two methods, one is to create a rainy scene, and the models in one line are oiled paper umbrellas. Another method , The surface of this oil-paper umbrella was made by a world-class painter, so it will attract attention."     Zhao Baiqian listened to him, and felt that Shanshan was amazing. To come up with a countermeasure, my brain turned too fast.

    "The latter is more difficult, but not impossible," Shanshan didn't say anymore. In her opinion, the paintings of many world-class great painters are just average, with good marketing and many fans, not as good as some Paintings by ordinary painters.

    "The first possibility is that the fashion week will be held in February tomorrow, which means that there is sufficient time for transformation."

    After Shanshan finished speaking, Niu Ben said, "I will contact them immediately and ask about their arrangements. If a line It’s best to use oil-paper umbrellas. We contacted by email, and there is a time difference. I guess they will reply tomorrow.”

    He just finished sending the email, but when the mobile phone rang, Niu Ben raised his eyebrows, “Reply so quickly Already ?"

    Niu Ben didn't know that the person in charge at Milan was waiting very anxiously. Shanshan’s oiled paper umbrella is the most beautiful oiled paper umbrella they have ever seen. If they are rejected, the theme of this Jiangnan ink painting will be much inferior. They are going to take the oiled paper umbrella as the first place in the opening. Because it involves confidential content, they can't reveal too much with Niu Ben.

    Niu Ben read the email, "They said to add a lot of oiled paper umbrellas for matching. They considered that ten models in a series all used oiled paper umbrellas, and the plan was almost eliminated because no suitable oiled paper umbrellas were found. After investigating reliable oil-paper umbrella merchants, some of them are doing well, but the drawing paper does not fit the theme, so the plan for the oil-paper umbrella series has to be shelved.”     Many old craftsmen often do not think too much about the surface of the umbrella when making oil-paper umbrellas. Surface painting is rough. Either the umbrella surface is more exquisite, and the umbrella ribs are not the authentic way of making oil-paper umbrellas. In the eyes of foreigners, they are not called oil-paper umbrellas.     Shanshan's oil-paper umbrellas are different. The umbrella ribs and umbrella surface are very delicate, which also conforms to the aesthetics of modern people.     "Ten model oil-paper umbrellas?" Shanshan murmured, "Eight paintings, it's not difficult."     Now there are two at home, and there are still eight. As for the skeleton, it can be made by a more reliable oil-paper umbrella factory. She wants to use this opportunity to let the world know more about oiled paper umbrellas and know that China has such beautiful and practical intangible cultural heritage.     Niu Ben's cell phone rang suddenly, and he stood up, "Shanshan, I'll answer the call first."

    The person over there is the person in charge of Milan Fashion Week, a Chinese woman, "Hi, Manager Niu, sorry to bother you, I am Ms. Qian, the person in charge of Milan Fashion Week, is it convenient for you to talk now?"

    " It's convenient, you say." Niu Ben glanced at Shanshan, pointed to the phone, it was the person in charge of Milan, and then clicked on the phone's voice.

    Shanshan can answer on the side.

    "What did you mean just now, can you find ten oil-paper umbrellas for us? It would be great if you can find them. You don't have to worry about the rental fee. Ms. Yu's umbrella rental fee is 680,000 yuan for two days. The quality of other umbrellas can be half that of Ms. Yu, so the rental fee will not be less than 500,000."

    Zhao Baiqian was shocked when he heard it, a fashion show is a money-burning exhibition. In order to bring out their quality, even the matching products are the most expensive, the best and the most exquisite.     Shanshan said, "Hello, Ms. Qian, I am Yu Shanshan. I probably know about the issue of the oil-paper umbrella surface you just mentioned. The umbrella surfaces of the next 8 paintings will be mainly made by me. I will find an oil-paper umbrella manufacturer to make the skeleton. So you don’t have to worry about the texture and aesthetics.”     “So?! That’s great!” The person in charge said excitedly, thank you for your hard work.     "It's nothing, may I ask which round of the show is the clothing series with the oiled paper umbrella?"     There was a pause, and the person in charge said awkwardly, "Actually, according to the regulations, we can't tell you about these things. But it seems that we are very embarrassed if we don't say it." Sincerely, I personally tell you that the oil-paper umbrella series is the opening show of the fashion show."     Shanshan smiled, "That's good, are you Chinese?" The     face was very moved, but she is actually a Chinese-Italian mixed race, Chinese descent There are very few, "Yes, my grandparents immigrated to Italy, I love Chinese culture very much, and my daughter is studying in China."     In order to prevent Shanshan from going back on his word, an hour later, the contract there came.     Shanshan had just taken a shower, and the company's legal department was working overtime. After reading it, there was no problem, so Shanshan signed the contract and sent it to the company for official seal.

    After reading it, the legal department handed it over to the finance department for data review, "Fashion is really profitable, one umbrella is 680,000 yuan, two umbrellas are 1.36 million yuan, and if one umbrella meets the requirements there, at least 500,000 yuan, eight The umbrella is 4 million. The total is at least 5.36 million.” At first

    they were a little worried. With so many people in the company, Shanshan did not shoot commercials or TV series, and there was no big income. It turned out that they were doing big things silently.

    The company has only been established for half a month... There is still cooperation with Fangze, and they can share it, but they don't know how much they can share, but judging by the sales, it is definitely not bad.

    Mrs. Cui was very happy when she heard the news of the signing. She ran to the old lady's room, and Mrs. Cui was about to turn off the lights and go to sleep.

    She said to her mother-in-law, "Mom, will you go to see a show in Milan next February?"

    Mrs. Cui doesn't like to fly, even if it's the family's private jet, she doesn't like to fly, she's so bored.

    "Mom, next February's show will be Chinese ink painting, with mountains of oil-paper umbrellas." And it's the opening show, which only the company's senior management knows.

    Mrs. Cui was yawning and drowsy. When she heard that Shanshan's oil-paper umbrella was about to appear on the Milan show, she immediately became energetic, "Go, of course, and help me arrange the best position."

    "Okay, Mom. "Ms. Cui smiled, and immediately asked the secretary to find out the invitation email for the show, and then contact the person in charge at Milan to find two good positions.

    After Shanshan took a bath, it was exactly ten o'clock, and he felt inspired. He found a piece of paper from the oil-paper umbrella before and sketched out a rough sketch.

    It was almost eleven o'clock, and I yawned before climbing into bed and covering myself with down feathers.

    There was a strong wind at night, and the wind howled outside the window. Shanshan lay in the soft duvet, squinting his eyes and thinking, will they be cold? Oh, they have already gone to sleep in the new house...

    Today is the first day Cui Zhexi and the others live in their cabin. Although the floor is cement and there is no floor, the whole is new and clean. There are two beds in it. One bunk bed, one single bed.

    It's so cold outside, and because of the earthworms in the house, they haven't specially burned the earthworms yet. The heat from the stove for cooking at night is transmitted, and after four or five hours at night, it is still very warm.

    The bed was covered with soft bedding. This was the first time in two weeks that he slept on the bed, and he fell asleep with the fresh medicinal fragrance from the pillow core. His dreams were all warm and soft floral fragrance.

    When they woke up in the morning, the cabin also had a bathroom, so they no longer had to travel far to solve the problem.

    And when you take a shower, just close the door, so you don't have to worry about the camera or someone knocking on the door temporarily.

    Much more convenient! The men were very happy early in the morning. All three of them shaved and washed their faces with bath beans. clean.

    【Why are you guys so handsome? (Although yesterday was also very handsome, with a desire to survive)]

    [People are in good spirits on happy occasions. 】

    In the morning, Shanshan makes chicken porridge with mushrooms.

    Chicken and minced ginger are blanched in water to remove the fishy smell, and then stewed in a casserole. The mushrooms picked from the mountain yesterday, and the rest are all added to the rice porridge this morning. The longer the stew, the more golden the color will be.

    Pei Ze came over as soon as the chicken porridge with mushrooms and mushrooms was ready. He was usually the first one to come over.

    【It's the first reconciliation with Shanshan! Come on bro! ]

    [ Aww, awesome! 】

    Shanshan taught Pei Ze how to make egg-filled pancakes, and taught them that she would have more time for herself.

    Eggs are stored in the egg basket, and there are usually more than 20 leftovers per day. Shanshan saw that the number of eggs was wrong, and remembered that Cui Zhexi took 7 eggs and dropped 6 of them yesterday.

    Cui Zhexi shrank his neck, sat behind the stove, curled up his long legs to reduce his presence, and pulled the wood chips with tongs.

    So she had to make vegetable pancakes instead.

    I went to the small vegetable garden and picked two tomatoes. The tomatoes were dewy in the morning, and the red ones were very cute.

    [The vegetable garden is growing so well! And there is no potion, it's all natural! ]

    [It's too happy to go directly to the vegetable garden to pick whatever you want to eat. 】

    Shanshan looked at the tomato for wormholes, it was smooth and smooth, and there was not a single wormhole.

    "When we buy tomatoes, we can buy the ones with green handles, which are much fresher."

    [Good Shanshan~]

    [I bought vegetables with my mother yesterday, and my mother said the same thing. Really, so many tomatoes passed by one by one. They are all soft, only the ones with green handles are the freshest! ]

    [I learned it! 】

    She dug up another onion and a few shallots, and went back to the kitchen to wash them.

    Slice tomatoes, chop onions and pour them into a pot, add two eggs and appropriate amount of flour, cornstarch, and potato starch.

    【How much flour is the right amount for Shanshan? 】

    【The amount of Shanshan is about 120 grams, 8-10 grams of corn starch, and 8-10 grams of potato starch. 】

    "Add vegetable oil and mix well. I added peanut oil, which has a stronger aroma." Spread out the

    pan to make pancakes, and place the freshly sliced ​​tomatoes around the pancakes. This is a nice shape.

    "You can use a frying pan at home. It is more convenient to use a fire stove here, but of course the operation will be a little more troublesome."

    Shanshan turned the egg with a spatula when the aroma of the fried eggs was about to come out. The batter is the thickest in the middle." After a

    while, the first cake came out of the pan.

    The fragrance of vegetables and eggs is tangy, and there is a circle of red tomato shapes around the round cake.

    Shanshan only made one piece, and let Pei Ze try the rest.

    Pei Ze made a second piece, which was slightly burnt, but overall it was not bad.

    For breakfast, they eat egg pancakes and chicken porridge with mushrooms.

    The pale golden chicken porridge with mushrooms and mushrooms is steaming hot, and there are stewed chicken pieces inside, and the rice grains are sticky, and the aroma is tangy.

    [The casserole of the Shanshan family is a bucket, right? To be honest, this is the first time I have seen such a big casserole! ]

    [Hahahaha, I've wanted to say it for a long time. Because yf Tiantuan is too edible. ]

    [yfd1 can eat half a barrel. ]

    [What do you mean my brother can eat half a barrel, but your brother eats less? ]

    [Okay, okay, don't argue, you can eat it hahahahaha. 】

    Shanshan made a vegetable pancake, Pei Ze made six, and went to the small vegetable garden to pick 4 tomatoes.

    Each of the three men had two pancakes and two bowls of chicken porridge with mushrooms.

    [He is the most edible artist I have ever seen, and he is not fat at all. ]

    [Cui Zhexi has a physical problem. I remember interviewing him before and saying what body parts he had changed. In addition, they usually do a lot of work, either cutting trees or picking bricks, 10 hours a day in the gym. 】

    After breakfast, Shanshan went back to his bedroom to draw.

    [Sister started drawing again? This paper looks like an oiled paper umbrella. ]

    [My sister is going to make oiled paper umbrellas again? ]

    [It seems so. 】

    It was the first time for her to draw on live broadcast. Before that, she only helped He Zhizhou change his painting in the live broadcast room.

    During the day, her bedroom door is usually open. He Zhizhou saw her painting in the dining room, so he walked over and stood not far away to admire.

    "Shanshan, are you going to make oiled paper umbrellas again?" He Zhizhou asked her.

    "Well, let's draw one first this time." When the

    oil-paper umbrella stand was delivered tonight, she was gluing it together to see how it turned out.

    [I feel that Shanshan has to do something big~]

    [Hey, I actually found out a few days ago, you can wait for the official release. ]

    [What do you know, tell me quickly. ]

    [I can't say yet, I'm just a small employee, wait for the official announcement. 】

    【Here we come. Reposted from Milan Fashion: I'm very happy to cooperate with @余山山 on the ink series. Looking forward to the different surprises that the oil-paper umbrella will bring us. 】

    【! ! ! ! ! ! Awesome! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! 】

    【! ! ! ! Fuck it, my sister is awesome! ! 】

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    [Sister is excellent! ! ! 】

    【My roommate said that I was sick, so I told him our oil-paper umbrella is going to the International Fashion Week! She barks harder than me! 】

    【Chinese intangible cultural heritage is going to the world stage! ]

    [I'm so happy! ]

    [Our intangible cultural heritage charm is appreciated by people all over the world, happy and happy! 】

    He Zhizhou didn't know yet, he just watched Shanshan move his pen intoxicatedly.

    The ink is transported from the tip of Shanshan's brush nose, with vivid charm, energy comes from force, the pen is powerful and the shape of the ink moves with the heart. There is a saying that "Scholars should do their best throughout their lives without a break. People have the same heart and the same reason." ——1 (Huang Binhong)

    A tree branch in a single stroke of a mountain, its branches are twisted and twisted, but never broken, All in one stroke.

    [He Zhizhou is crazy again? ]

    [Yes, He Zhizhou is crazy again. 】

    He ran back to his room and brought drawing paper and brushes. There was no place to put his drawing paper, so he brought a chair and copied Shan Shan's paintings. Totally forget me.

    Even Cui Zhexi called him, but he couldn't hear him.

    "He Zhizhou?"

    "He green tea?"

    "What big head?"

    Cui Zhexi walked to He Zhizhou.

    He Zhizhou was very annoyed, so he pushed him away, preventing him from learning to draw.

    [Brother is an idiot. 】

    【Men who are engaged in business are the most charming. 】

    He Zhizhou has a good-looking face, and he has an extraordinary demeanor when painting, and he has a feeling.

    Cui Zhexi's fans sang a different tune: [I don't see how charming it is, it's a little crazy. 】

    He Zhizhou fans: 【Shanshan painting is also great, the two can learn from each other together. 】

    Cui Zhexi fans: 【Who is copying whom now? ]

    He Zhizhou's fans hesitated for a moment: [My younger sister's flower and bird paintings are great, and our brother's landscape paintings are excellent. 】

    Shanshan painted for an hour, washed his hands, and prepared to grow vegetables.

    When he looked up, He Zhizhou was looking at her painting, staring blankly.

    Holding a brush in his hand, the ink blotted out a dot on the paper.

    Shan Shan raised his eyes, "The way of calligraphy and painting is to pay attention to the unity of brushwork, ink and composition, and composition is also called the method of mind. How can you draw well if you use one mind and two tasks?

    " " I

    was really attracted by her paintings, copying famous people's monuments, paying attention to copying their gods, and secondly copying their shapes. When he looked at the branches of the mountains, he couldn't help but sink into them, and when he looked at the clumsy works he copied, there was no spirit or form.

    Sure enough, as Shanshan said, the rules and ink methods have not been unified.

    【What Shanshan said instantly went beyond the outline. ]

    [It's okay, as long as He Zhizhou can understand. ]

    [As a student of Chinese painting, Shan Shan said it well. ]

    [He Zhizhou's painting is quite ordinary. 】

    [As Shanshan said, the rules and ink methods have not been unified. In fact, traditional Chinese painting is very difficult, how can it be possible to draw well with one mind and two tasks. 】

    In the morning, a few people went to the vegetable greenhouse together. There were many vegetable seedlings in cardboard boxes outside the vegetable greenhouse.

    There were more than a dozen boxes full of vegetable seedlings, and it took half an hour just to move them in.

    The names of the vegetable seedlings are written on the box, including tomatoes and peppers, as well as beans, cucumbers, okra, and zucchini.

    They carried hoes and dug small pits. One dug the pit and the other planted vegetable seedlings.

    Cui Zhexi rushed, he dug a hole, and cooperated with Shanshan to plant.

    In the other group, Pei Ze dug a hole and He Zhizhou planted it.

    The green seedlings are planted into the soil, and the hoe is turned over again, and the roots are covered with dark soil.

    In one morning, half of the plants were planted.

    After lunch, continue working.

    Shanshan painted for another forty minutes at noon.

    Several Chinese painting teachers from the Academy of Fine Arts were watching her live broadcast, and kept sighing, what a rare genius. The ability to comprehend traditional Chinese painting is absolutely unique to everyone.

    In the afternoon, the zucchini was finally planted, and this was the last field.

    【what! It's finally finished, and now I see that the vegetable greenhouse is full of green seedlings, so I feel a sense of accomplishment]

    [Super sense of accomplishment, as if I planted it myself! ]

    [The sun is setting again, another day of plenty. 】

    They went home with their hoes on their shoulders, Pei Ze went home first, and the shadows of the three of them were reflected in the sunset.

    They passed by Xiaomei's house, and Xiaomei returned to the nest with her little blue-topped thrush who was just learning to fly.

    Jiang Shaowen's camera shadow cuts to the blue-topped thrush's nest, a family of birds chirping, and began to summarize today's first flight experience.

    [Boss: Chachacha, the second brother told you to eat less and refused to listen, you almost broke your leg today! 】

    The fleshy blue-topped thrush rolled, spread its belly, and raised its two paws, [Second child: Chachacha, no, no, I gain weight even when I drink water! Cha Cha Cha! 】

    A little blue-topped thrush with a straight chest,【Third child: Mom, I'm flying the highest today! Cha Cha Cha! 】

    Another little blue-topped thrush made a swooping motion, 【Fourth: Mom, look at me! I'm the fastest flyer today, chirping! 】

    A little blue-topped thrush was tired from flying, and squinted to look at other people's birds. ]

    [Xiao Liu: Xiao Wu, why is your painting style different! ]

    [Scum dad is absent. ]

    [Hahahaha, yes, there is no father bird. 】

    When I got home, Pei Ze had already baked bread, now Pei Ze can bake bread, Shan Shan taught him.

    The bread is cut well, although it is not as delicious as Shanshan's, but it is also very fragrant.

    Cui Zhexi said cheaply, "It's not as delicious as Shanshan's one-tenth."

    Cui Zhexi was telling the truth.

    This is Pei Ze's first time baking bread, "Then don't eat it."

    "But I will eat it seriously." Cui Zhexi said.

    A few of them were bickering in the small yard, and Shan Shan was sitting on a beach chair, eating bread and drinking juice to rest. The drink in her thermos today is freshly squeezed fruit juice, supplemented with vitamins.

    Freshly squeezed juice will stink after an afternoon, ginger pd just replaced Shanshan's cup.

    Shanshan asked them if they wanted to drink water, and brought them a cup for drinking water.

    Cui Zhexi understood immediately, and ran to get the lid of his water glass, and took it for the two of them too.

    All four drank fruit juice and ate bread while drinking juice, which was their healthy afternoon tea.

    More than 200 meters away from the cabin, Yu Yanran was hesitating on the road whether to come and see the lamb, and heard Cui Zhexi's laughter from a distance.

    She struggled in place for a while, bit her lip, and went home with the bucket.

    For dinner, she ate simple fried green prawns and rice, and a small bowl of vegetable soup. She drank the vegetable soup with great respect.

    Vegetables are also growing in her vegetable garden, but they are not green, not yellow, half dead.

    What happened to her vegetable garden? Yu Yanran really couldn't figure it out. In winter, all the vegetables in the entire vegetable garden would probably die.

    After finally making it to the next broadcast, Yu Yanran received an unexpected call from Meng Ran's mother.

    "Do you want to become popular?" This was Mrs. Meng's first sentence.

    It's a pity that Yu Yanran felt that she hadn't been popular yet, "Aunt Meng, what do you want from me?"

    "Do you know about your cousin's inheritance of one billion yuan? You go out to answer the phone now."

    Naturally, Yu Yanran knew, Back then, my parents scolded at home for a long time, and my aunt gave the inheritance to Yu Shanshan, but not to their family.

    It was only later that Yu Yanran found out that her aunt was only a few years older than her father, and she had a bad relationship with her father. When they met each other, they would throw dung balls at each other.

    But she has a good relationship with Yu Shanshan's father. My aunt has severed ties with the Yu family. She has been alone in country M for so many years, and she will contact Yu Shanshan's father once or twice a year. Later, Yu Shanshan's father passed away, and his aunt lost contact with the Yu family.

    Until the news of her death came, and she left a one billion inheritance to Yu Shanshan. They also specially asked the lawyer to go to Yu Yanran's father's house to read it out.

    Accurately count her inheritance, every piece of real estate, every collection, and jewelry down to a few diamonds.

    She could imagine how her parents' eyes shone brightly at that time.

    As a result, I read the last line, "My inheritance will never be left to Yu Hongbin."

    Not a penny.

    The person was already dead, and Yu Yanran's parents were ill with anger, and they had to be ill for a whole month to recover.

    "Do you know how your aunt's one billion inheritance came from? She killed one husband after another," Mrs. Meng said.

    Yu Yanran didn't know these things, and she didn't know whether what Mrs. Meng said was true or not.

    Yu Yanran went outside to listen to the phone.

    The sound of the waves disturbed her.

    "There is one item in her inheritance, I believe you should have heard that Yu Shanshan has to marry Meng Ran in order to get a one billion inheritance."

    Yu Yanran has heard of this item, otherwise the property will be transferred to the next beneficiary of the inheritance.

    "According to the will, it is impossible for your father to inherit the inheritance, so who is the next beneficiary of the inheritance?"

    Yu Yanran's heart skipped a beat, and the next person is herself.

    "I think you are the one who resembles your aunt the most. You have her intelligence and cruelty. You are cruel to yourself, and you haven't quit the variety show for so long. You are also cruel to others. Hehe, you are not soft-handed when you use my son. "

    Yu Yanran frowned, "Auntie, your son hasn't been looking for me for a long time. This kind of thing, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer."

    Mrs. Meng laughed, "Of course I know this. I have been married three times, and I am also with you The same person. I can only blame my son for being useless. He just came out of you and fell into Yu Shanshan's trap again, and he fell deeper than before."

    Yu Yanran squeezed the corner of her clothes tightly, no wonder Meng Ran didn't look for her recently , So I went to pursue Yu Shanshan.

    "Let me tell you the truth, I am neither satisfied with you nor Yu Shanshan. You are too scheming and Yu Shanshan is too capable. I will not accept you as my daughter-in-law. I know my son is like that, so I only want her wife Be gentle and kind, don't be a femme fatale like me."

    This was a heart-to-heart statement, and Yu Yanran asked, "What plan do you have, what do you want me to do?"

    "Do you want to get the inheritance?"

    "Yes."

    After getting the inheritance, she left this variety show and went directly to filming other variety shows. But how could she get Yu Shanshan's inheritance.

    "Now there is only one condition, Yu Shanshan is dead, according to the laws of M country    , the next heir is you. "

    "You want me to kill people?" I'm not going! "

    Yu Yanran won't do this kind of thing.

    " No, don't worry, we just faked her death. "

    " Can you do feign death? It's not a TV show. "

    Of course not, you just need to go tonight and let Yu Shanshan board the ship smoothly." Tomorrow morning we'll have her on deck, in public view, and then in the ocean. There will be our people in the sea to save her. But in front of other people, she had already fallen into the sea and died, wouldn't she just die if she couldn't find her body?

    We got her out of the sea ahead of everyone else. Send her to another country with a language barrier. If you are more courageous and don't worry about her, you can lock her up temporarily.     Yu Shanshan is already dead in name. At this time, you will immediately inherit your aunt's inheritance. Even if Yu Shanshan finds it back later, the inheritance is already yours. With your fame and status, she can't take it back. "     There is no problem with this plan logically.     Yu Yanran's lips trembled a little, "What conditions do you have? "     I am temporarily married to my son, and I need 200 million in cash to help us make up for Meng's shortfall." "     Yu Yanran heard that Meng Ran was not feeling well in Meng's recently. The subsidiary company lost tens of millions. The status of the mother and son in front of Mr. Meng plummeted. They were short of money. It should be true.     Yu Yanran hung up the phone, her whole body Chilling, teeth chattering with excitement.     After a while, a person dressed as a staff member gave Yu Yanran a bottle of milk.     According to what Mrs. Meng said, it was a bottle of obedient milk with obedient medicine in it, and asked Yu Shanshan to drink it. Or add it to her water, Yu Shanshan will obediently follow to the pier. Only by following Yu Yanran to the pier, others may not be suspicious. Someone at the pier will ask Yu Shanshan to board the boat.     After that, it's none of her business, she Just go back to the tin house.

    Yu Yanran took the bag of milk and went to Yu Shanshan's room.

    At ten o'clock at night, she knocked on the door with trembling fingers, and her fingernails turned purple.

    Shanshan was drawing in the bedroom alone, when she heard a knock on the door, she finally came, and she got up to open the door.

    "Shanshan." Yu Yanran pursed her lips.

    "Come in." Shanshan stepped aside a little, and closed the door after she entered.

    Yu Yanran sat down and looked at the things on the table, "You're still drawing so late."

    "Well," Shanshan sat across from her, "What can you do, Yanran?"

    "I...I want to drink something Hot water." Yu Yanran said.

    She looked around Shanshan's room, and found that the cabin was very neat and tidy, with a soft scent of fragrance and ink, very warm. It is much more insulated than a tin house.

    She drank a glass of water and left.

    Yu Shanshan asked her, "Don't you have anything for me to drink?"

    Yu Yanran had a pack of milk in the pocket of her down jacket, she was not a fool, "Shanshan, do you know?"

    Shanshan smiled forgivingly.

    Yu Yanran knew that she had made the right bet, and tears welled up in her eyes.

    Half an hour later, Mrs. Meng paced nervously in the villa, very nervous and worried, and asked the servants, "Young master hasn't come home yet?"

    "I heard from the driver that the young master went to the island."

    Mrs. Meng had a bad feeling in her heart . "What did he go to the island for?"

    "I don't know, ma'am." On the

    island, Meng Ran finally arrived at the cabin, because Shan Shan said he wanted to see him, so he immediately flew over from Shanghai, and it was exactly half past ten when he arrived at the island.

    Seeing the lights in the cabin, his heart beat like a drum, his Adam's apple rolled, and he quickened his pace to climb the steps. Finally came to the gate of the small courtyard.

    As soon as he reached the door, Shanshan opened the bedroom door, "Come in."

    Her face was like a piece of white jade, exuding a soft luster.

    She asked him to sit, and Meng Ran sat down.

    There is a carton of milk and a cup of ginseng soup on the table.

    "This is the ginseng soup my mother cooked for you." Meng Ran said. He asked Assistant Liu to bring it over in the morning.

    After that, he received a text message from Assistant Liu saying that Shanshan wanted to see him, and he came over immediately.

    Shanshan sat down and poured himself a cup of tea, "This is also the milk your mother asked Yu Yanran to give me."

    Meng Ran didn't know what she meant, and didn't care what she meant.

    He really misses her, and regrets what he did before, "Shanshan, I'm sorry. I was really sorry before, I want to treat you well in the future, and let's live a good life together."

    In name, he is still her fiance.

    Shan Shan's face was so beautiful, Meng Ran kind of forgot what he was going to say next, and said in a mess, "Shan Shan, I love you very much."

    Shan Shan smiled indifferently, his eyelashes drooping.

    Meng Ran was very distressed, "We have time together, even if you don't like me now, I will try my best to make you like me."

    "Do you know? The first time I was poisoned, it was your mother who poisoned me. At that time you also had Are you aware of it?" Shanshan asked him, his eyes bright.

    Meng Ran was burned by her eyes, "No."

    "Tonight, your mother is going to poison me again. Chinese medicine is added to the ginseng soup, and Chinese medicine is added to the milk. It's okay to look at it alone, and it's counterproductive to eat it together." , I will be poisoned to death by your mother on this small island."

    The water that Cui Zhexi burned was too hot, Shan Shan was a little bit smothered by the hot water, and his eyes seemed to have tears.

    "No, my mother wouldn't do that. She worships Buddha and doesn't do these things." Meng Ran denied.

    Jiang PD couldn't stand listening anymore, and came out from behind the canopy bed, "I trust your mother so much, try drinking a couple of sips yourself. If not, get lost."

    Meng Ran really tore open the milk bag, took a sip of the milk, and then cast his eyes on the cup of ginseng tea.