Seeking Happiness Chapter 81: obsessed
In order to make money and pass the time by the way, Shu Huan works tirelessly every day.
The two boxes of agarwood that Gu Xiran gave her were of course not enough to consume. With the help of Ji Danqing, the vanilla map was almost sorted out. A thick pile of bamboo paper was perforated at the edge and bound with cotton thread. Turning over a page at will, you can see the beautifully painted color atlas. No matter who reads it, you must praise it, but if you look down, the praise may choke in your throat and you will not be able to come out, because Shu Huan’s newly practiced small letters of hairpins is really not flattering. If you must praise it, it can only be said that the handwriting is neat, at least not one big and one small, one is skewed and one is oblique...
After doing all these things, embroidery cannot be done quickly in a day or two, so Shu Huan naturally became obsessed with painting stones, but last time a dozen painting stones only sold 50 taels of silver, and on average, one piece could not be sold. It’s a little money, so she feels that she should improve her painting method. She must not continue to graffiti on the stone, nor can she draw the abstract stream of consciousness that was unpopular in ancient times and no one can even understand. She should still follow the rules. The skills Ji Danqing taught, painting some meticulous flowers, birds or figures on the stone, might be able to sell for a higher price.
I got the idea, and all that was left was painting. However, after a few days of enthusiastic painting, she suddenly felt that something was missing in the painting. She was helpless and puzzled, so she had to stare at the pile of stones. Day into the night in a daze.
Sitting for two days in a daze like this, I taught Gu Xiran to look so strange. That night, I couldn’t help but say: “If you don’t paint at night, go to bed early. If you stay in a daze like this, I doubt you. I'm going to become a stone man."
Shu Huan fiddled with a stone with a picture of a lady painted on her hand, and said listlessly: "Did the lights on at night disturb you to sleep? Sorry, or I'll go to the study to have a daze."
Gu Xiran said in a huff: "Lighting is a trivial matter. What's terrible is the midnight dream. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a woman in white sitting in front of the window with her back facing me and her black hair hanging down like a cloud."
The beautiful scenery happened to bring tea in at this time. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but wonder: "Second Lord, what's so scary about this? You are too brave, right"
Gu Xiran glanced at her sideways and suddenly smiled gloomily: "Yes, it's not terrible, but you think, in case the woman in white turns around slowly, you find her The front face is exactly the same as the back of the head, and there is also a cloud of black hair..."
Before he finished speaking, Meijing's hand holding the tea tray trembled, and he hurriedly stopped him saying: "Second Lord, don't talk any more, I don't dare go back to my room to sleep..." /
Shu Huan was made to laugh: "Well, I just go to bed earlier, don't scare her."
Gu Xiran smiled slightly, took the tea that Meijing handed over, took a couple of sips, and walked to the table to stretch out the stone she drew and said: "The painting is very good, what are you bothering about?"
Shu Huan frowned and sighed: "I don't know, I just think something is missing."
When she said this, the beautiful scenery also followed up and looked at it. Seeing the painting stones on the table, some painted flowers and plants, some painted birds, she couldn't help but utter her tongue: "This It is interesting to put together a set, just like the jade carving children juggling in the Shengmei Pavilion..."
Before she finished her words, Shu Huan had already stood up with a "yah", and excitedly reached out and hugged her: "Yes, this is what is missing"
It’s no wonder that the more you paint, the more wrong it becomes. It turns out that there is a lack of a theme. What's more, the ancients emphasized that everything must be in pairs to get a lot of money, draw a lonely stone, and teach people to buy it back. It is better to draw a pair, or even a set, so that the selling price can be higher, and she also finds it interesting to draw.
She was embarrassed by the beauty, but she couldn't get rid of it, so she looked at Gu Xiran for help.
Gu Xiran straightened her face and coughed twice, trying to attract Shu Huan’s attention. Who knew she was still immersed in the joy of the first explanation of the doubts, and she didn’t even notice the movement of the people next to her. Thinking about the beautiful scenery, he muttered to himself: "Is it better to paint the twelve hairpins in Jinling, or should I paint the Liangshan one hundred and eight? The four beautiful beauties can also be painted... Some simple background stories are added to the painting stone, but the writing is not well practiced. This is really a very troublesome thing..."
This man is really crazy
Gu Xiran sighed helplessly, and decided to herself that she would never discuss painting matters with her in the future, and even wondered if she should limit her painting time.
Only the beautiful scenery can't give up her hand and push her gently: "Milk, you come back to God, I have something to ask you"
After pushing for several times, Shu Huan woke up and found that she was hugging her. She was also embarrassed for a moment. She hurriedly let go of her hand and barely straightened her face and said: "What's the matter?"
Mei Jing smiled and said: "Sister Huiyun said that the day after tomorrow is Aunt Yun's birthday, teach me how to handle it."
Shu Huan was startled slightly: "How did you do it in previous years?"
What she said was not about the beauty, but Gu Xiran. After all, it was not long before the beauty came to her, how can we know the things of the past year?
However, Gu Xiran shook his head without any hesitation, and said plainly: "I don't know about this. You can ask Huiyun tomorrow."
No words for a night.
Woke up the next morning, Shu Huan first sent Huiyun to ask questions. Then she knew that Aunt Yun’s birthday was in Gu’s house in previous years. Because there were so many people there, Gu Xiran was ill again, and Aunt Yun didn’t even know her. Let the maidservants handle it, at most, to collect some birthday gifts such as embroidered handwriting sachets, and then order some birthday noodles for everyone to eat, and then listen to two long-lived auspicious words.
Now Gu Xiran's health is getting better, and Shu Huan takes care of things again. In order to avoid being complained, everything must be done according to the routine, naturally not as simple as before. But there are no ready-made examples, and Shu Huan feels very embarrassed. After all, she has never done anything like this before, not to mention that the identity of the concubine Yun is too embarrassing.
After thinking for a while, she finally got an idea~IndoMTL.com~ Let Huiyun go quietly to Fu Fu Zhai to find an old mother to ask, what to do when she sees the concubine next to the master and the uncle’s birthday Yes, according to the example over there, you can deal with it by adding and subtracting points.
Huiyun replied and drew away to Fu Fu Zhai, outside the courtyard, before entering the door, I heard the sound of smashing things faintly inside, mixed with a group of maids and old mothers rushing to persuade The sound, the mess is really lively
When she used to be a messenger, she often ran into this arrogant and arrogant girl. Although she had received money from her, she did not like her in her heart. At this moment, she heard her being angry, and the corners of her lips lifted slightly, but She had always been cautious, and there was still no improper expression on her face. She only slowly looked into the courtyard, looking for a gap to call an old mother out, and then left after asking a few words.
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"Princess Thousand Years Old"
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Introduction: The Growth of Princess ()
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