Chapter 202 Drawing

Ying Bao looked her over and pointed to the stool opposite the table: "Sit down and I'll check your pulse."

Dongmei sat down as instructed and stretched out her wrist.

Ying Bao felt her pulse, looked at her complexion, and asked, "Is there still lochia?"

Dongmei shook her head, "I feel refreshed recently."

Ying Bao spread out the paper and wrote the prescription: "I will give you another medicine and take it for a few days to consolidate. You are weak and need to take good care of yourself."

"That's what the doctor said." Mrs. Zhang said from the side: "I would also like to thank the doctor for curing my daughter. Then, can you sell us another can of Wugen Water?"

She just asked the front shopkeeper, and he said there was no Wugen Shui.

Ying Bao glanced at her and said, "Of course, you still have to use the water to cook the medicine." It seems that the Pupil Spring is indeed of some use.

After writing the prescription, she handed it to Zhang and her daughter and asked them to wait in the front shop. Yingbao went to the kitchen and poured the Pupil Spring into a clean jar.

Erni ran over and asked: "Yingbao, the female patient said she wanted to buy Wugen water, you..."

Looking down, the little cousin pointed to a water jar on the ground: "Take it, this is rootless water."

Erni picked up the water jug ​​and looked at the big water vat again, feeling guilty for no reason.

Two days later, all the homemade preserved fruits were sold out, but Jiang Quan bought fifty kilograms of preserved fruits and some candied fruits from elsewhere.

"Yingbao, we need to prepare more gift boxes. It will definitely be more popular during the Chinese New Year and holidays than now." Jiang Quan said while packing the preserved fruits: "I see that there are gift boxes in other pastry shops. The paintings on the boxes are so cute." Looks good.”

He glanced at his little cousin: "You only write and don't draw. The gift box is not festive at all."

Ying Bao said angrily: "I have never learned to draw, why don't you come?"

"I'm not good at painting." Jiang Quan sighed, and suddenly turned to look at Jiang Cheng: "Brother, don't you know how? I'll paint for you from now on."

Jiang Cheng could only nod: "I'll try it first."

He once studied painting with his master for several years, but his master said that his paintings were dull, colorful and without spirituality, so he stopped painting much.

I copied the painting again, and painted those rich and noble people, flowers and birds, and unexpectedly they matched the gift box.

Jiang Quan picked up his eldest brother's painting and looked at it, and said in surprise: "It's better than the paintings on the gift boxes in the pastry shop. Brother, from now on, I'll leave all the drawings on these gift boxes to you."

Jiang Cheng glanced at the piles of bamboo boxes and wooden boxes and resolutely refused: "I can't paint!"

Occasionally, he can draw some, but if he has to leave it all to himself, he won't be able to finish it even if he doesn't eat or drink.

Drawing pictures is not like writing. You just write and it's done. But it requires several steps such as describing and coloring. It's good to be able to draw three pictures in an hour.

He had to draw hundreds of pictures for the hundreds of gift boxes piled up in this room, and his scalp felt numb just thinking about it.

Ying Bao: "It's better to invite someone else. The students from the opposite county school are good at calligraphy and painting. If you ask them to draw, it will definitely save time and effort."

Students should be able to draw such soulless pictures of wealth and auspiciousness at their fingertips.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Quan quickly shook his head: "Those are all talented people, how could they draw this thing for you?"

"If you pay ten cents for each small fixed painting, there must be someone willing to do it."

Ying Bao: "If you don't believe me, write an invitation and post it outside. I'm sure someone will ask."

Jiang Quan thought the same thing. He found a piece of uncut paper and wrote on it: Hire a painter to draw auspicious and wishful paintings, each with eight characters.

Then stick this piece of paper on the door.

In the afternoon, several waves of students passed by the door of the store. They saw the invitation posted on the door, smiled at each other, and left one after another.

However, the next day, a scholar came to ask about the drawing.

After Jiang Quan told the request, he saw the scholar and asked, "Are the pens, inks, paper, and paints all from your family?"

"That's natural, but if it's damaged, you have to pay for it." Jiang Quan didn't want to take out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and end up not drawing a few pictures. Wouldn't that be a big loss?

The scholar nodded: "I'm willing to give it a try."

Jiang Quan and his eldest brother looked at each other and said, "Then please follow me to the backyard to draw."

It is impossible for him to hand over pen, ink, paper and inkstone to a stranger to take away. If he wants to draw, please draw in the shop.

The scholar nodded, followed Jiang Quan to the backyard, and stood at a table in the corridor.

The table is used by Yingbao, and it has pens, inks, paper, inkstones and paints. It is just right now for the scholar to draw.

The scholar sat down on the chair next to the table, picked up the cut piece of paper, looked at it, and started drawing.

First, draw a picture of flowers and a full moon, then draw a picture of peonies and wealth, then draw a picture of five sons passing the imperial examination, and one picture of having more than one year after year.

There are generally four types of products on ordinary product packaging, and we will draw pictures according to these four categories in the future.

The scholar draws very quickly, and the coloring is bold and bright. Although it has no artistic conception, it is already very good.

Jiang Quan nodded: "Yes, that's it. But you can't just draw, you also have to write."

"Draw first and then write together." The scholar did not hesitate and drew several more pictures in succession until he had completed ten pictures before he began to write in the blank spaces of the paintings.

Of course, it is not about writing poems and songs, but about product introductions and the name of the place of origin.

It was not until dark that the scholar finally completed ten small pictures, received eighty coins from Jiang Quan, and went back to study in the opposite county.

Jiang Quan looked through the ten small pictures with a pained expression and muttered: "These ten small pictures cost eighty yuan, Ying Bao, why don't we just stop drawing and just write."

Ying Bao: "Writing also requires someone to write it. I can't stay here forever. I'm afraid I won't be able to rely on my eldest brother alone. The scholar is good at writing and painting, so it won't be a loss to use him."

"Oh, just use it." Jiang Quan thought about it.

Collect the small pictures and set them aside by themselves. Question: "Yingbao, when will you go back to collect the golden ears?"

He couldn't wait to put a batch of golden ears for sale in the store.

"We'll go back after Xiaojie takes a rest."

Yingbao did not visit Wu Daozi at the county government office during this period. First, the county magistrate was busy at the end of the year and had no time to receive her as a child. Erye didn't bother because he was busy too.

But her younger brother Xiaojie was going to sleep soon, so she had to pick him up and take him home.

Of course it is not a home in the countryside, but a home in Plum Blossom Lane.

Fast forward to September 15th, Jiang Quan drove his carriage to the county government office early in the morning to pick up his little cousin.

After picking up my cousin, I went to the vegetable market to buy some vegetables and meat and went back to make a big meal.

"Second brother, the teacher asked us what specialties are available in our shop. He wants to buy some and take them back to his hometown." Xiaojie asked his second cousin.

Jiang Quan's eyes lit up when he heard this, "That's a lot. Golden fungus and snow fungus are the specialty of our village. The rest, candied fruits and crispy chestnut cake, are all specialties of our shop."

"Puff-skin chestnut cake?" This is the first time Xiaojie heard about this snack, and asked curiously: "Who made it? Is it delicious?"

Jiang Quan: "Your sister made it, of course it's delicious."

In recent days, Yingbao and Erni often go to the snack shop, pretending to buy snacks and stay there for a long time.

Because Yingbao was young and didn't pay much attention to others, she finally secretly learned how to make chestnut cake.

"She made a lot of chestnut cakes at home yesterday, and they were delicious. When you go back in the evening, you can bring some for your teacher to try."

Jiang Quan brought a lot of chestnuts from home, but he didn’t know how to sell them.

In the end, the little cousin came up with the idea and went to learn how to make puff pastry chestnut cake.