Qian Xiaoxing looked at the red painted gate, and there were two magnificent stone lions on each side. The plaque on the door said two big words "Lingfu".

Ah Fu took Qian Xiaoxing through several doors and came to the living room. Qian Xiaoxing looked around and had never seen a big mansion in ancient times. The only feeling was that it was big, with many houses and many gardens.

"Brother Qian, I can't invite you here in person. I'll ask Mr. Qian to have a seat and have a tea." Ling Yi hurriedly came out to greet Qian Xiaoxing when he heard his family's return.

"Brother Ling, you are so big. It costs a lot of money to buy such a yard." Qian Xiaoxing sat down and said.

"Haha, this is not easy to calculate, but it's just a little bit." Ling Yi replied with a smile.

"A tail?" Qian Xiaoxing thought for a while before he realized: "Haha, Brother Ling is going to learn so soon."

"That's right, I learned a lot from Brother Qian. Brother Qian invited me to sit in the study. My pen and ink were ready, and I had also painted pictures." Ling Yi had not forgotten the purpose of this time.

"Yeah," Qian Xiaoxing was thinking about how to draw this picture? He knew nothing about drawing. When he was so angry, he agreed. Now he was in a difficult situation. One step is one step.

Ling Yi led Qian Xiaoxing to the study room, and saw bookshelfs standing on both sides of the study room, filled with bamboo slips, and a painting was hanging on the wall. It was a woman with a luxurious and energetic appearance, looking somewhat similar to Ling Shan. A woman was sitting in front of the desk, making a plan.

"Shan'er, why are you here too?" Ling Yi asked when he saw Ling Shan.

"Brother, this abacus is really easy to use, it is more useful than chips. Why did you bring him to the study room?" Ling Shan rolled her eyes when she saw Qian Xiaoxing, and said disdainfully.

"Oh, let me introduce it. This is my little sister Ling Shan, this is my brother Qian Xiaoxing. The plan you just made was my invention. "Ling Yi introduced it.

"Brother Ling, we have seen it." Qian Xiaoxing remembered the scene on the street and answered truthfully.

"I've seen it, when? My sister just came to Shandu yesterday." Ling Yi asked in confusion.

"Brother, I'll go out first." Ling Shan picked up the abacus and stood up, walked to Ling Yi, whispered a few words to Ling Yi, and then walked out of the study.

"Brother Qian, my sister said you are a pervert, what's going on?" Ling Yi asked after seeing Ling Shan leave.

"This is hard to describe in one word." Qian Xiaoxing smiled bitterly, and then explained the previous matter to Ling Yi.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Brother Qian has such a good literary talent and can match her. As for this misunderstanding, I'll find an opportunity to explain to my sister. By the way, Brother Qian, do you think my sister is fair enough?" Ling Yi asked.

"Yeah, it's very white, and it's so white. Why did Brother Ling ask?" Qian Xiaoxing said.

"Didn't you say you like fair-looking women?" Ling Yi blinked and said with a wicked smile.

"You won't let your sister marry me, you can't afford to marry you." Qian Xiaoxing thought that he was just a servant of the Fang family, without money or power, and he was the eldest lady of the Ling family. Even if he was willing to marry, he couldn't afford to support him.

"Oh, my sister is proficient in chess, calligraphy and painting, so she is very arrogant and looks down upon anyone. She is eighteen years old and has become an old girl. She is also anxious for her brother. Now, my parents want to marry her to the son of Hu Dashang Man, but she ran to me." Ling Yi sighed.

"Oh, don't your parents live in Shandu? You have to pay attention to freedom of marriage, you can't force your sister." Qian Xiaoxing persuaded.

"We are not from Hu, and our parents don't live here. This yard is just a property purchase in my family. What Qian said is, so I also support my sister. If she doesn't like it herself, she won't be happy to marry."

"You can't be hungry or eat. People like me are brave and courageous, far-reaching and down-to-earth, high-quality taste, but diligent and self-reflective. Although they have many advantages, they just don't have money. I'm afraid I can't afford to support a young lady, so let's forget it." Qian Xiaoxing teased.

"Brother Qian is too worried. If my sister is really willing to marry you, our Ling family will definitely give me a generous dowry, which will last for my sister to spend several lifetimes." Ling Yi said seriously.

"Wow, there is a backlog, you can consider this." Qian Xiaoxing joked. In fact, he was really not at ease. In his opinion, this was completely impossible.

"Well, Brother Qian, you are so funny and smart, and you are also literary. My sister prefers talented people, so you will definitely catch up with my sister." Ling Yi encouraged.

"Okay, I will definitely work hard." Qian Xiaoxing said perfunctorily. My three-legged cat's pair skills can be taken to the table.

Qian Xiaoxing sat at the desk, and Ling Yi took the pen and ink and white silk. Qian Xiaoxing saw that it was a waste in ancient times. She actually used silk cloth instead of paper. She wondered whether she wanted to make some paper to sell it? After thinking about it, it was still too troublesome. Now she doesn’t need money to spend it, so she will talk about it when she is short of money.

Qian Xiaoxing picked up the brush and was really not used. Looking at the snow-white silk cloth, Qian Xiaoxing really couldn't get rid of the pen. If he didn't draw such good white silk, it would be useless. It would be a waste.

Qian Xiaoxing hesitated for a while and put down the brush.

"Brother Qian, why don't you draw anymore?" Ling Yi asked.

"This is a straight line that you need to draw is not straight, and a round one cannot draw a round one. The brushes are so thick that it is not easy to draw." Qian Xiaoxing replied.

"What should I do?"

"Do you don't have a ruler or compass here? There are also thinner pens?" Qian Xiaoxing asked tentatively.

"Rules? Compasses? What?" Ling Yi asked back.

"Shan, it seems that you have to do a few more by yourself. If you call a carpenter, remember to pull out a few goose feathers, and take the longest ones." Qian Xiaoxing said.

When Ling Yi heard that Qian Xiaoxing was about to invent something again, he was so excited that he immediately went to call someone. After a while, the carpenter in Ling Yi's home who was usually responsible for maintenance and repair was called. Qian Xiaoxing described the appearance of a right-angle ruler and a compass. The carpenter said it was very simple and could be done in a short while.

After a while, the maid brought another big goose. Qian Xiaoxing grabbed the goose's wings and pulled out the six longest feathers from both wings.

"Brother Qian, what do you want to use for goose feathers?" Ling Yi asked curiously.

"You will know later." Qian Xiaoxing wiped the oil from the goose feathers with the corner of his clothes, picked up one and sat at the desk, dipped it ink, drew a circle on the corner of the white silk, and then drew a small square in the middle of the circle.

Ling Yi saw Qian Xiaoxing’s goose feathers writing, with very thin and even lines. When he saw what Qian Xiaoxing painted, he asked, “What is Qian’s painting?”

"This is my signature, a copper coin, haha."

"I didn't expect that goose feathers can also make pens. It's really wonderful. I don't know how to write?" Ling Yi asked.

"It's the first time I'm using this, I'll try it." Qian Xiaoxing thought for a while and wrote a poem on the white silk:

Taohua Temple in Taohuawu,

Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohua Temple;

Peach blossom immortal planted peach trees,

Pick peach blossoms and exchange for wine money.

Qian Xiaoxing has been writing yet, but the words written by the quill brush do not have the same pen tip as the ancient brush, but are more suitable for Qian Xiaoxing, who writes atomic pens in modern times. This poem is Tang Bohu's representative work, but unfortunately Qian Xiaoxing only remembers these few sentences and plagiarizes them again.

"The word Qian is unique and looks very good. This poem is also good. I want to plant peach blossoms and live a leisurely life. Qian is indeed very literary." Ling Yi clapped his hands and cheered.

"Overall, the third in the class."

The two were experimenting with the quill pen, and the carpenter had already brought the finished things. Qian Xiaoxing looked at it and found that a right-angle ruler was very simple, but there was no scale. It was also easy to use a compass. The leg was sharpened all the time, and the other foot could hold the goose feather.

Qian Xiaoxing picked up the right-angle ruler, compass and quill pen, and then painted the water wheel in a while. It seems that if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools. What you said is right.
Chapter completed!