The Local Lazy Man System

"Brother Honor, what am I doing then?" Ye Xiaojuan asked while looking at Ye Honor.

"You will help me polish the ink later." Ye Yaorong said with a smile.

"Husband, I'll get pen and ink."

Liu Qingqing said. Last time, Ye Yaorong bought so many painting tools from the county town and kept them in the piano room, because he was worried that the small animals at home would go to the piano room and make a mess in it. These days, if you didn’t play the piano, Liu Qing Jing basically locked the piano room.

"Sister Qingqing, I will help you." Ma Lin hurriedly followed Liu Qingqing behind, preparing to help Liu Qingqing.

"what……"

Liu Qingqing opened the piano room. Ma Lin looked at the white piano in the piano room. She was shocked and looked at the beautiful white piano innocently.

"Linlin, what's wrong with you?"

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Liu Qingqing was startled by Ma Lin's cry, and asked concerned.

"Sister Qingqing, why does your family have a piano?"

Ma Lin asked strangely. Ma Lin's family is also very wealthy and she has learned piano since she was a child, so she recognized the brand of this white piano at a glance. The minimum cost of this brand of piano is 200,000 yuan, and the price of this white piano is definitely not lower. Three hundred thousand Chinese coins.

It is hard for Ma Lin to imagine that in this remote poor mountain village, it is incredible to see such an expensive piano in the farmhouse.

"Why can't we have a piano in my house?" Liu Qingqing asked rhetorically.

"This one……"

Ma Lin couldn't answer, yes, why can't sister Qingqing have a piano? It's really silly to ask this question.

"Hehe, funny, this piano was bought by my husband as a gift to me." Seeing Ma Lin was asked by herself, Liu Qingqing smiled happily.

"Sister Qingqing, your husband is so kind to you that he bought you such an expensive piano." Ma Lin said with some envy.

Not every man is willing to spend so much money on a piano for his wife, especially in the countryside. This made Ma Lin couldn't help but envy Liu Qingqing, her man was really kind to her.

"Well, my husband is really nice to me." Liu Qingqing said with a happy face.

"Sister Qingqing, can you still play Guzheng?"

Ma Lin looked at Liu Qingqing and asked. I didn't expect Qing Qing to be so versatile. Not only can he play emotions, but also the traditional instrument of Guzheng.

"Where can I get guzheng? My husband bought it. His guzheng plays very well." Liu Qingqing said with some pride.

"Brother Honor, can he play Guzheng?" Ma Lin asked suspiciously.

"My husband has a lot of things, such as piano and guzheng. There is also the flute. I am a man, and they are all powerful, even better than the piano master." Liu Qingqing said.

"Really?"

Ma Lin asked in disbelief. Now Ma Lin found that she still underestimated Ye Yaorong. Not only did he know how to cook superbly, but also martial arts, but also a musical instrument.

Ma Lin suddenly realized that she couldn't see through Ye Yaorong. He was too mysterious, when she felt that she already knew his abilities well. Suddenly I was told that all you know is just the tip of his iceberg.

"Hehe, why did I lie to you, let's not talk about this, let's get things quickly."

Liu Qingqing smiled, and said no more. After all, he said too much. If Ma Lin was interested in her own man, she would like her man too. Didn't I shoot myself in the foot?

When Liu Qingqing and Ma Lin came out with pen and ink, Ye Shuting happened to bring the red paper from the village committee, and several women used scissors to cut the red paper into strips.

Ye Yaorong moved a table from the house to the open space in the yard.

"Husband, I will grind it for you."

Liu Qingqing began to study ink. This grinding shouldn't be too impatient, but ink slowly, so that the grinding ink is the best, and it also exudes the ink scent of calligraphy.

"Tingting, you can bring me a bowl of hot water." Seeing Liu Qingqing was finishing the ink, Ye Yaorong said to Ye Shuting who was standing by and watching.

Ye Shuting immediately trot to the backyard kitchen. Soon, he brought a bowl of hot water and put it on the table. Ye Yaorong took out a big brush from the pen holder. The word for spring couplets must be large, so the brush used should also be large.

Of course, it is necessary to write well with a brush. This brush is also very important. A good brush generally has the four elements of sharp, uniform, round and healthy.

When the "tips" are condensed, the tip of the pen should be able to retract; "Qi" squeeze the tip of the pen with water, and the hairs on the tip of the pen are neat and intact; around the "round" pen nib, the brush is full and round, conical, not flat Not thin; "Jian" brush hair is elastic, easy to gather after spreading out, the brush strength should be strong.

There are many types of writing brushes, and the tip of the brush is made of animal vellus hair, so people tend to classify them according to the elasticity of the brush, and they are generally divided into three types: hard brush, soft brush and Jianhao brush.

Ye Yaorong chooses a hard hobby pen. The hard hobby pen has a large elasticity, which is not suitable for beginners, but it is the best choice for a calligraphy master like Ye Yaorong.

And the hard pen that Ye Yaorong bought is the best hard pen. It is made of wolf hair, and its professional name is "Langhao".

The surface of the wolf hao pen is tender yellow or yellow with reddish, shiny. If you look closely, every hair is erect. The waist is thick and the roots are slightly thinner. Moisten the nib and pinch it into a flat shape, and you can see that its hair is bright and light yellow.

Ye Yaorong put the Langhao pen in hot water for a while.

"Brother Honor, what are you going to do?" Ye Shuting asked curiously.

"Isn't it very cold? The brush will freeze. Use hot water to bubble it to make it smoother. In this way, you can write more easily and you can write beautiful words~www.ltnovel.com~ Ye Yaorong explained.

"Brother Honor, do you really know how to write calligraphy?" Ye Xiaojuan asked.

"Why don't you have confidence in your Brother Honor?" Ye Yaorong looked at Ye Xiaojuan and asked with a smile.

"No, it's just that since I was a child, I have never seen it or heard of Brother Honor, you can write calligraphy, I am just curious."

Ye Xiaojuan hurriedly shook her head and said. Ye Xiaojuan really wasn't capable of doubting her own glory, she was just a little confused.

When did her own Brother Glory become so powerful, it seemed that everything was good, everything was great, which made Ye Xiaojuan feel that her Brother Glory had changed too much, and it was completely different from the Brother Glory in his own impression.

"If you have nothing to show your abilities, why are you not planning to be a calligrapher, Brother Honor? Isn't this going to write Spring Festival couplets? If you don’t want to write Spring Festival couplets, you might not know that your Brother Honor can still calligraphy , I call it concealed."

Ye Yaorong said with a smile. Anyway, Ye Yaorong would not say that he had a "lazy system" because he was killed. (To be continued.)