The days when I fished in Daming

At this time, no one will care whether they will become a craftsman, and will be finalized from then on.

No one is worried about whether the treatment given by the government can be implemented.

I only know that I can't go wrong with Zheng Xiong.

And the pharmacy is a good example.

Since Zheng Xiong took charge of the pharmacy, he has never been in arrears of wages, and has also introduced a series of policies to benefit the people.

People know who treats them well.

They are also very realistic, and the most important thing is not to default.

This alone has defeated 90.00% of the employers.

The scene that echoed a hundred responses was expected and reasonable.

Now this group of people has the most registered craftsmen.

The current situation of the group of painters is the same as that of the Pyramids. Apart from becoming court painters, there are also those who are really high-level, and the rest of the life is quite difficult.

Ordinary people don't need it, and the wealthy and wealthy families also look for famous painters, so it is naturally difficult to find a job.

It has become the norm to eat one meal when you are hungry and one meal when you are full.

Now that there is an opportunity, and there is a stable job, it is natural to flock to it.

This group of people, Zheng Xiong would not refuse anyone who came, and all of them were in his pocket.

Just like the beginning of the pharmacy, recruiting these people will become the foundation.

Then let this group of people conduct assessments for those who know nothing and become a reserve force.

The number of people recruited is the same as Yijian.

Although there are many people, there is actually only so much money that needs to be paid.

Zheng Xiong is rich and powerful now, so he doesn't take the money seriously.

If it can solve the employment of 1 people again, it must be worth it.

There were too many people, and Ying Tianfu couldn't let it go, so the site of the pharmacy became the first choice.

Although it is not enough to accommodate, it can be divided into batches, recruiting 1000 people from the outside world every day, and after a three-day assessment, continue to recruit people.

This thing is a test of talent, and it is assessed by the painter, so there are more people who come and go.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Those who were selected were overjoyed, while those who were not selected had to bow their heads and leave.

Today, after two rounds of selection, the selection is still in progress.

Nearby, the girls who were studying at the pharmacy school were distracted by the noise and couldn't concentrate.

Zhu Jingjing, the leading elder sister, was also bored.

Seeing this situation, he took a group of little sisters who were studying out to let the wind go.

Zheng Xiu was also in the queue of this group of people.

A large group of people are listening to the artist explaining the basic ideas of painting, how to create ideas and how to use brushwork.

When it comes to the place of interest, I also pick up the pen and start painting casually.

To tell the truth, there is no systematic teaching, and the time is tight, it all depends on talent.

Some people can't listen to it at all, and are anxious to catch their ears and gills, regretting it.

Some people listened to it, with no distractions, thinking about how to make a decision.

When Zhu Jingjing arrived here, she saw this scene.

After watching it quietly for a while, except for finding some jokes, there is no meaning at all.

It was only at the moment when the painter finished his work that the dream came true, and everyone noticed the arrival of these girls, and saluted them one after another.

"See Her Royal Highness."

The eldest sister is very grand, and a group of younger sisters behind her also set off her aura. Zhu Jingjing just replied indifferently when facing the ceremony.

"Excuse me, I'll come over and have a look, you are learning how to paint!"

"Returning to the princess, the little one is ordered by the doctor to select a painter here, and now he is teaching some skills."

Directly ignoring the sneaky look at him, Zhu Jingjing replied with his hands down.

"Oh, you are studying here, don't make any noise and keep your voice down, otherwise it will easily make people irritated."

"Um, I understand, if you disturb the princess, please punish the princess."

"It's okay, keep practicing!"

Just as Zhu Jingjing was about to leave, a group of girls behind her turned around.

There was a sudden exclamation not far from the next door, followed by warm applause, and the sound of crackling resounded through the sky.

Zhu Jingjing's face froze, and with a cold face, he turned his offset body and said in a deep voice.

"You also informed me over there, and you will go right away."

These words made the artist at a loss as to what to do. He looked over there, then at Zhu Jingjing, and then replied weakly.

"Uh, the doctor is teaching over there, the younger ones don't dare to disturb."

Zhu Jingjing's face moved slightly, and he was noncommittal about these words.

On the contrary, it aroused a little interest.

Since arriving at the pharmacy, I thought there was something waiting for me.

As a result, in addition to studying or studying, Zhu Jingjing was a little skeptical about life.

Now that I hear this, I seem to understand a little bit.

Sickness is a disease that is good to be a teacher.

Having become such a big official, I have nothing to do to teach. It's just putting the cart before the horse.

"Take me there."

The artist bowed slightly, and made a gesture of invitation to Zhu Jingjing.

"Princess, please."

Eloquently, Zheng Xiong is teaching the skills of sketching.

"Look, this bowl is big and round, how can it be painted in black and white?"

"It depends on how skillful you are? How good is your observation skills?"

"It's hard and easy to paint it with shadows."

"Basically, after two and a half years of practice, you can achieve something."

"Of course, depending on the talent, if you hurry up, you can learn well in two and a half months."

Seeing that everyone couldn't figure out where he was speaking, and knew he was bored, Zheng Xiong demonstrated on the paper hanging on the blackboard.

"Like Ben Hou, draw its outline first, the outline should be three-dimensional, layered like this, and then observe the shadows produced by the rear under the sunlight, and use charcoal to color it. If the color is dark, paint more. If the color is light, apply less."

After a few swipes, a bowl will appear on the paper.

Thanks to his eight-core brain, the bowl painting is very three-dimensional and similar.

Taking the painting from the blackboard, Zheng Xiong picked it up and passed it on.

Those who watched were amazed by it.

Realistic and simple, I will do it.

It's just that after experiencing it several times, no one dares to think like this anymore.

The brain can, the hand can't, it's just so realistic.

After the circulation was over, when the last person had finished reading, the audience applauded again.

The sound enters the ears and lasts for a long time.

Zhu Jingjing had already arrived, but Zheng Xiong seemed to have not seen it, and was busy with his own affairs.

After the applause ended, Zheng Xiong waved his hand and said to the crowd below.

"Next, practice by yourself. Everyone spread paper on the drawing board, and draw this big and round bowl for Ben Hou. This is your homework for today."

"At that time, Ben Hou will watch it."

"start."

Until then, Zheng Xiong seemed to have realized his conscience, took a sip of tea, and greeted Zhu Jingjing.

Lazy, neither happy nor sad, he bowed to Zhu Jingjing in an extremely medicinal manner.

"See Princess."

"Princess, what is the purpose of coming here?"

"Nothing, it's quite noisy here, come and have a look."

(End of this chapter)