Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 19, Practice Calligraphy

Xiahetun, Liu Jin's house, in Liu Jin's room.

Holding a brush in his hand, Liu Jin copied a copybook very carefully and wrote beautiful brush characters. This was the first task given to him by the system, and it was also the only task so far.

Whether it's for the points rewarded by the task, or to be worthy of his status as a scholar, or to be able to look like a dog in ancient times in the future, Liu Jin also feels that it is necessary for him to practice calligraphy.

Writing brushes is different from the hard-tipped pens of later generations. The hard-tipped pens used by later generations are easy to use and easy to write, but the writing brush is different. It is difficult to learn and inconvenient to write. It takes a long time to write well. Practice requires mastery of methods and techniques.

Liu Jin of the later generation has never learned brush calligraphy at all, and has no experience in this area. He just knew the brush holding posture when he first started learning calligraphy, but this is far from enough.

"Fortunately, this body still retains the original memory, otherwise it would be really difficult to earn points."

Liu Jin copied it very seriously. Practicing calligraphy requires patience, hard work, and more importantly, meditation.

Since he dragged Zhao Heishan's family into his thief ship, Liu Jin had enough time to calm down and practice calligraphy, and learn the Four Books and Five Classics.

Because it is a soul wearer, there are still a lot of memories of the original owner in his mind. The original owner is very serious about reading. I have read a lot, memorized a lot, and at a young age, I have already passed the exam as a scholar at the age of seventeen, and I am also a popular candidate for Qiuwei High School next year.

Writing is naturally also a strong point of the original owner. Liu Jin looked through some of the books left behind. The original owner's handwriting is very good. If it is placed in later generations, it is definitely at the level of a master. Of course, some calligraphy masters are not flattered.

But in ancient times, because scholars wrote with brush calligraphy every day, basically any scholar who came out casually could write beautiful brush calligraphy. After all, they wrote and practiced every day.

With the memory of the original owner, Liu Jin is also like a duck to water when he is practicing calligraphy, making rapid progress.

At the beginning, the writing was ugly, but it gradually became better soon, and the writing looked good.

"I think this word is pretty good. Why the system still doesn't show that the task has been completed? Is the requirement a bit high? If you must reach the level of Wang Xizhi and Zhang Xu, I guess there is no hope of completing the task in this life."

Liu Jin carefully admired the piece of characters he had just copied, and thought it was pretty good, but the system did not show that the task had been completed, obviously not meeting the requirements of the system.

"It seems that we still have to go to Teacher Sun for more advice."

Putting down the brush in his hand, Liu Jin rubbed his palms vigorously. It was already October and the weather was getting colder and colder. Liu Jin estimated that the temperature had dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.

In this severe cold weather, practicing calligraphy is also a test. In just ten minutes, Liu Jin felt that his fingers were going to be frozen, and he had to rub them from time to time. If there was not a pot of charcoal fire next to him, Liu Jin Jin wants to hide in the bed.

too cold~
You must know that this is not a later life. There is no heating, and there are no various advanced thermal equipment and technologies. The only thing you can rely on is charcoal fire and the cotton coat you wear.

"Fortunately, I got the snow salt out earlier, made some money, bought warm clothes, bought charcoal, and repaired the house. Otherwise, it's hard to imagine how to spend this winter."

Liu Jin looked out of the window, the sky was gloomy, and there was a feeling of heavy depression. The north wind howled, blow after blow, and the cold wind made people shiver uncontrollably.

"It's going to snow heavily, and I don't know how many people will be frozen to death by the heavy snow."

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Liu Jin knew that this was the scene before the heavy snow, the Little Ice Age had come, severe cold ravaged the land, and winter was more difficult than ever before.

It's not the scariest time of the Little Ice Age yet, but Liu Jin can still feel its horror. It was the Mid-Autumn Festival when he just crossed over, but the weather was already very cold, with ice and frost. It's getting colder.

Soon, clusters of snowflakes floated outside the window. At first, it was just a little bit of millet snow. When it fell on the tiles, there was a rustling sound. Suddenly, the field of vision became blurred, and in a blink of an eye, it became a vast expanse of whiteness, and the ground was soon covered by snow.

"It's so cold~"

Liu Jin closed the window. The dilapidated window had just been pasted with new window paper. Once the window was closed, even though the cold wind was howling outside, nothing could blow in.

The charcoal fire in the room was very hot, which made this small room very warm. Picking up a book, Liu Jin looked at it with pleasure.

In this era when there are no entertainment programs, it seems that in addition to creating human beings in this winter, the only way to pass the time is reading books and chatting.

As a scholar, Liu Jin can only read books to pass the time and consolidate the memory in his mind. He will participate in Qiu Wei next year. No matter whether he wins or not, at least he will participate. Come up with something that shouldn't be too ugly.

"Jin'er, it's time to eat."

Liu Jin, who was immersed in reading, time passed quickly, and Wang's voice also came from outside.

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Putting down the book in his hand, stretching his body, Liu Jin walked out of his small room.

Liu Jin’s home in Xiahetun is considered a luxury house. It is a courtyard with two entrances. The so-called one entrance, two entrances, and three entrances, in simple terms, means that the whole house looks like the word “口” and “日” respectively. And the word "目", generally the big families in ancient times had three courtyards.

The first entrance is the gate house, the second entrance is the hall, and the third or last entrance is the private room or boudoir, which is the activity space for women or family members, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter at will.

Liu Jin's house has two yards. The front yard has been raised and turned into a site for the first step of refining snow salt, and the back yard is the site for the second step of refining snow salt.

At this time, the two yards were very busy. All the labor force of Zhao Heishan's family was busy in the two yards. The Zhao Heishan family, who had already tasted the sweetness, was full of energy now. It means to take a break from work.

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