While the two were chatting, bursts of singing came to their ears. Two boats floated on the water. One person stood naked on the boat and sang loudly. Shi Jilun's face was a little embarrassed.
"Is this the disciple Shi Ziqi?" Zhao Guizhen asked.
"Make Brother Zhao laugh"
"Who in Yunzhou doesn't envy you for having a good son? Who doesn't know that Shi Ziqi is a famous scholar in the literary family. He has outstanding talents regardless of etiquette. He has a high reputation in the entire literary world of Qing Dynasty and is a leader of the younger generation.
ah"
"Although this boy has great talent, he only knows how to fool around, which is much worse than being casual." Although his words were modest, his face also showed pride in his tone.
"Ziqi is a famous scholar in Yunzhou. Anyone who dares to touch you in the Qing capital will become the common enemy of all scribes in the Qing capital."
Zhao Guizhen patted Shi Jilun on the shoulder. They vaguely saw someone else on the boat, but they did not expect that this person was the Jiang Gan they were looking for!
When leaving Zize Garden, Jiang Yan was still sighing. He had only heard about the absurd and unruly behavior of the scribes in Qingdu in the past, but today he saw that he had learned a solid lesson.
Sure enough, for a truly unfettered person, even pants feel superfluous.
I haven't been back to Ephedra Alley for a few days. Everywhere in the yard was covered with dust, and the little paper man started cleaning up vigorously again.
Jiang Yan was practicing painting by himself, when the door was pushed open and a head peeked in. It turned out to be Daoya!
"Yaya? Why are you here?"
Thinking of his ferocious grandfather, Jiang Yan had to be polite to Dao Ya.
"Brother Jiang, if you are not here, people will come here to look for you every day these days."
"Looking for me? Are they the two people who came to my house before?"
Not many people knew that he lived here. Fu Yueming knew that he could not come to Mahuang Alley in Zize Garden, so there were only two people, Yue Wuling and Liu He.
Jiang Yan didn't know what happened, but since he came every day, he would know when he saw it tomorrow.
When Daoya saw Jiang Kuan painting, he came to the table. Because he was not tall enough, he stretched his arms and hung on the table.
"This is a mountain..."
“And the river”
“There are still fish in the river”
Jiang Chan touched Dao Ya's head. This little girl would be really cute if she didn't lift the knife. Dao Ya didn't resist Jiang Chan's actions.
"Fish? Can it be killed?"
Hearing this painting, Jiang Yan's face became a little tense. How did the old butcher teach his granddaughter? Such a cute girl can't live without her profession. She will probably become more powerful when she grows up. She can't guarantee that Godzilla will see her.
You have to call me sister-in-law.
"Yaya, you are a little girl. You can't stab everything you see with a knife. This is not good."
Yaya scratched her head.
"so what should I do now"
"How about I teach you how to draw?"
He liked this little girl very much, and since she had reached the age of learning, Jiang Yan had nothing to do so he simply started teaching Daoya how to paint.
"The pen should be held like this. All five fingers should be used, pressing, pressing, hooking, pushing, and resisting. Only in this way can the pen be held firmly. When writing down, the wrist can be lifted, pillowed, and hung."
Jiang Yan started teaching from the most basic pen holding and posture, demonstrating each one.
Daoya was still learning well at first, but soon he was scratching his head, sometimes lying on the desk, sometimes lying on the chair.
When the old butcher saw his granddaughter coming to Jiang Chan's house and not returning for a long time, he came to see her. When he saw Dao Ya holding a brush and scribbling on the paper, he showed a rare smile.
It's just that this old face is scary when it's not smiling, and it's even scarier when it smiles.
"Grandpa, look at my painting, the old turtle is you, and the little turtle is me."
"It's great. It looks very similar. It seems that my Yaya has the talent to become a painter."
Although the old butcher was a little embarrassed, he still expressed great satisfaction with his granddaughter's painting. However, Jiang Yan didn't see anything good about the dark mess inside and outside.
Knowing what Dao Ya was doing, the old butcher also left Jiang Yan's home.
In one afternoon, no matter what, Daoya finally painted a picture.
Jiang Yan looked at the painting and nodded. She was indeed a little girl who had been carrying a knife since she was a child. The painting she painted was very worthy of his grandfather, an old butcher.
There was a small circle on the eye socket and a big circle on the cheek. Seeing that the little girl was still licking the brush in her mouth, Jiang Yan pulled it out.
In order to protect Daoya's young mind, Jiang Yan did not tell her that some horse urine would be put in when making paint and ink!
It was already getting late, so when the old butcher took Dao Ya back and went back, he also brought a bowl of meat to Jiang Yan.
"This old man doesn't look so bad."
Jiang Yan tasted it and found out that the old butcher who opened a pig roasting house was really good at it.
Jiang Yan's guess was correct, Yue Wulinghe hurried to the door early the next morning.
"Painter Jiang, I've been here for seven days and finally found you." Yue Wuling sounded anxious.
"What's wrong with the big shopkeeper?"
"I want to ask you a favor. You decide the price."
Seeing Yue Wuling's expression, Jiang Gu realized that something might be serious.
"Big shopkeeper, please tell me what's going on first. If I can help, I will do my best."
"Sounds like it has something to do with your Ephedra Lane. Lingyue Mountain has a branch called Chongshu Mountain. This mountain is rich in a kind of yellow stone. Many people in Ephedra Lane quarry stone in Chongshu Mountain."
"Do you want me to go to Fushu Mountain?"
"To be honest, I am in the restaurant business in Qingdu City, and I have some status in Qingdu City. In this holy place in the hearts of literati in the world, only the cultural treasure business is the most prestigious and profitable business.
But throughout the Qing Dynasty, all cultural treasure business, from paints to pens, inks, paper and inkstones, was monopolized by Tongbao Pavilion.
I also wanted to get a share of the pie, so I spent a lot of money to buy some Chengxin paper from Xihe. The people who attacked me on the way were the people from Tongbao Pavilion, and Qian Hong suppressed the paper. The paper is still in the warehouse.
It is even more difficult to obtain pigments from the outside world. There is yellow stone in the Shuoshu Mountain, so I sent a team of thirty people into the mountain. After more than a month of exploration in the mountain, I finally found a medium-grade yellow stone.
The trouble is that there is a giant ape that lives in the spirit realm near the middle-grade Yellow Stone. People from my Chamber of Commerce are currently guarding the Yellow Stone, so I want to ask for your help."
"The big shopkeeper is also a famous figure in the Qing capital. Is it possible that he can't find anyone who can deal with the giant ape? Liu Gongfeng should be able to do it," Jiang Yan asked.
"Tongbao Pavilion has a lot of hands and eyes in the Qing capital, especially Qian Hong who has recently targeted people from our Chamber of Commerce. If they take action, they will definitely attract the attention of Tongbao Pavilion, and then the gain will outweigh the losses, so we can only find some strangers."
Jiang Yan didn't want to participate at first, but when he heard that paint was involved, the meaning changed.
He currently has a piece of priceless ultramarine and a piece of sky-high price sweat red in his bookcase. If he can collect more yellow stones, he will not be far away from realizing freedom of paint.
“Where exactly is it located in Fushu Mountain?”
"Forty miles north of the mountain, by the Jingshui River. Without further ado, why don't we leave now?" Huang Wuling said urgently.
"OK"
Jiang Gu took the bookcase and followed Huang Wuling. When leaving the yard, Jiang Gu thought of something and stopped.
"Big shopkeeper, wait for me first."
After saying that, Jiang Gu turned around and went to the pig roasting yard across the street, where the old butcher was sharpening his knife as usual.
"Brother Jiang Yan, you're here." Dao Ya jumped to Jiang Yan's side.
"Brother is going out today. Don't forget what I taught you to draw. He will check it when he comes back."