Chapter 124: The Wife Who Defends the Cold Kiln (19) (Monthly Ticket)
Zhao Yue'e hissed with toothache, but what the hell are these lines that are suddenly big and then small?
It's obviously a good look, but it feels like it's a ghost painting.
If she hadn't had good eyesight, she wouldn't have been able to see the beauty in it.
"Sorry, I can't handle this brush. I usually draw with charcoal."
Shi Jiang didn't feel guilty at all, and was even somewhat confident.
Anyone who has never held a brush can draw, and if she can grasp the importance of it well, she will be considered a master.
"Charcoal pencil? What is charcoal pencil?"
When Zhao Yue'e heard what Shi Jiang said, she immediately asked shamelessly.
"Where is your kitchen?"
Hearing Shi Jiang's words, Zhao Yue'e subconsciously pointed to the corner behind the store.
Her store is open in the front and people live in the back.
Since we live here, we naturally have to open fire here.
However, in order to prevent sparks from hitting the cloth, the kitchen was placed at an off-angle.
Shi Jiang went over and after a while, he took a piece of black charcoal in his hand.
Then I took another piece of paper and drew the pattern again.
"What a painting, what a flower!"
Zhao Yue'e couldn't put it down when she saw the pattern. It turned out that the charcoal in the kitchen could be used in this way.
Shi Jiang pursed his lips and smiled. Can it not look good? Lycoris flower, also known as the other side flower, has deceived the romantic hearts of many boys and girls.
"Shopkeeper, are you satisfied?"
"Satisfied, satisfied, sister, I wonder if you can draw some new patterns?"
Zhao Yue'e quickly took ten cents from the cash box, took the rags and placed them in front of Shi Jiang, and then asked with bright eyes.
Shi Jiang thought for a while, pointed to a set of clothes in the store and said: "The shopkeeper can ask someone to embroider these manzhushahua on both sides of the sleeves of this dress, and then embroider a nine-tailed fox on the back and the hem of the skirt."
Try embroidering flowers here and there."
Hearing what Shi Jiang said, Zhao Yue'e immediately pictured the embroidered clothes in her mind, and then she took a deep breath.
If such beautiful clothes are paired with good fabrics, no matter how expensive they are, some boudoir ladies will buy them.
"Sister, you said the name of this flower is Manzhu Shahua?"
Zhao Yue'e held the pattern carefully. She knew that the flowers on branches were just based on the wavy line structure, combining flowers, buds, branches, leaves, and vines into a lingering decorative pattern. However, the name of Manzhu Shahua was
This is the first time I heard about it. I have never seen this flower before.
Shi Jiang nodded, and then said: "The flower language of Manzhushahua means purity and beauty. There is also another explanation, which means missing each other. Because of this flower, you can't see the leaves when it blooms, and you can't see the flower when it has leaves.
, the flowers and leaves don’t see each other, and they think about each other wrongly, so it has the meaning of missing each other.”
After Zhao Yue'e heard Shi Jiang's explanation, a long and touching story suddenly filled her mind. Coupled with the appearance of this flower, it really made people think about it.
"Sister, my surname is Zhao, and I am the shopkeeper of this cloth shop. Can you also draw me the pattern of the nine-tailed fox you just mentioned? I will pay you fifteen, no, twenty cents to buy it with you.
.From now on, as long as you draw a pattern, Sister Zhao, I will charge you 20 cents, what do you think?"
Zhao Yue'e has a feeling that this lady will definitely bring her many surprises in the future.
Shi Jiang didn't agree straight away, but just smiled at shopkeeper Zhao and said, "How can this trick be so good? However, something may be brought over in two days, and I don't know if Sister Zhao will accept it."
After saying that, he lowered his head and looked at the bag of rags. In Shi Jiang's eyes, that was money.
"Take it, definitely take it."
Zhao Yue'e said without hesitation.
Just based on the way Shi Jiang had just instructed her to change the style of her clothes, Zhao Yue'e dared to make this bet that she had not made a mistake.
Shi Jiang came to town empty-handed, but when he returned, he had ten cents in his arms and a bag of rags in his hand.
It's a pity that we can't get that kind of steel wire in this era. However, on the way to the town, she saw a forest of bitter bamboo. The bamboo was only as thick as an adult man's thumb.
The inside is astringent and bitter, so no one digs it out to eat, which leads to a large forest of bitter bamboo here.
For people here, the bamboo is so thin that it is troublesome to chop it and burn it as firewood.
But for Shi Jiang, this is the best substitute for steel wire.
Split it with a hatchet. The skin of the bitter bamboo has its own toughness. If you roast it over a fire for a while, you can bend it into whatever you want.
When Shi Jiang came back, he brought a bunch of bitter bamboo with him. Everyone was very curious when they saw it. Shi's father didn't say anything, but Shi's mother couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him.
"Ms. Jiang, you can't help but burn this bitter bamboo. Don't cut it down in the future."
Shi Jiang heard this and smiled at her: "Mom, this is not for burning. I want to cut off the bitter bamboo slices and make bamboo strips."
"Ah, isn't this too detailed?"
Shi's mother stared at the pile of bitter bamboo with great suspicion. Even if the bamboo was cut into pieces, it would not be strong enough to make baskets.
Shi Jiang didn't say anything else, just wait until she made the thing, there was no need to explain at all.
However, Shi Jiang couldn't do the matter of Pianzhuzi by himself, so he asked Shi's father and his second brother to do it together.
The two of them were very agile and had a lot of movies before dinner.
While Shi's father and his second brother were cutting bamboo, Shi Jiang also took the pile of rags and selected the ones he needed according to his own ideas.
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
Baoju didn't care about other things, but she was very concerned about the female celebrity.
Seeing so many rags, she couldn't help but want to step forward and touch them.
When Shi Jiang saw Shi Baoju asking, he didn't hide anything and said directly: "I want to make something with these rags and sell them. By the way, the shopkeeper of the cloth shop where you embroidered before needs someone who can embroider new patterns.
I will draw one for you later, you can embroider it and show it to Shopkeeper Zhao, and she will definitely give you money for processing."
Thinking about the nine-tailed fox that shopkeeper Zhao wanted, Shi Jiang felt that if the money was not going to others, it would be better to let Baoju embroider it and show it to the shopkeeper. If he embroidered clothes with this pattern in the future, shopkeeper Zhao would naturally do it right away.
I thought of asking Baoju to do the embroidery.
"Auntie, can you still draw flowers?"
Shi Baoju was a little surprised, with an envious look on her face.
Mrs. Gao, who originally frowned and wanted to call her daughter back, paused when she heard what Shi Jiang said.
"Yes, I went to Shopkeeper Zhao's shop today and I just drew a pattern for her. She gave me ten cents and this bag of rags."
Shi Jiang took out ten coins from his arms with a smile and handed it to Shi's mother.
"Mom, you keep this money."
Shi's mother didn't expect her daughter to have such an ability. She was so happy that she directly pushed away the hand that Shi Jiang offered.
"You earned it yourself, why are you giving it to me? Madam Jiang, you and Suyun are short of money now, so you should keep some for yourself."