Shu embroidery

"The book is well memorized" was the same plausible sentence before, Mr. Qunfang reached out and touched Huanglong's head, stood up from the stool, glanced at the already blurred mulberry forest, and walked out of the pavilion first.

Shen Chuqing hurriedly followed, keeping a distance of two steps, not too far or not too close, hoping to learn some knowledge about this from her.

But it was obvious that Mr. Qunfang had no intention of teaching at all, and she didn't say a word until Shen Chuqing sent her to the gate of the inner courtyard after returning to the house, "You don't have to follow, go back and rest early!

Take a good look at the two books I gave you when you have time, you don’t need to memorize them, just do some simple understanding. "

"Yes" Apart from answering yes, Shen Chuqing really didn't know what to say.

Seeing her gradually walking towards the rockery, Shen Chuqing was about to turn around and leave, but a playful voice rang in her ear: "Books are memorized like wool, and embroidery is about handwork. "

Shen Chuqing froze for a moment, watched her enter the house, then turned around and went back to her room in the outer courtyard.

The moment the door was closed, she felt that all the strength in her body was drained, she directly pulled the chair next to the small round table and sat down, the teapot was already full of tea, Shen Chuqing directly lifted the spout to her mouth A heavy dose.

Traveling with a teacher is as stressful as traveling with a king, especially the teacher's preferences. I am not sure at all. Fortunately, today's level should be regarded as a peaceful transition.

Shen Chuqing turned on the lamp on the table, took a book given by Mr. Qunfang, opened it, and read it.

The book just talks about the origin of Shu embroidery and its achievements in history. The content of the book is particularly detailed, and there are also some short stories about famous embroidery masters in history.

However, the other book is about overlapping embroidery, which neatly summarizes the classification of stitches, silk threads, and colors. There are even many stitches in it that Shen Chuqing has never seen before.

This book looks a little old, even the fonts are vertical. Shen Chuqing glanced at the publication time, and it turned out to be an old book from the period of the Republic of China. This is a real antique.

No wonder I have never heard of the acupuncture methods above, so they must be those that have been lost.

A certain person, as if he had found a treasure, looked at it directly with fascination under the dim light.

Prepare to read it carefully first, and when you read it for the second time, take notes while summarizing.

Because the book was not her own, and she didn't know when it would be taken away by the teacher, such a good thing, she definitely couldn't remember all of it in her mind for a while, Shen Chuqing had already started to copy the book.

I saw it directly in the middle of the night, and barely finished reading the whole book. There were too many things in my mind, so I wanted to try it out.

But I looked at the time on the phone, and it was already past two o'clock in the morning. I thought that I would have to go to the embroidery room to study at eight o'clock tomorrow, and I was afraid that my lack of energy would make the teacher unhappy.

I had no choice but to reluctantly put the book on the shelf, wash up briefly, and force myself to go to bed. I was worried that I would not be able to wake up the next morning, so I quickly set an alarm clock and tuned the ringtone before turning off the lights and going to sleep. .

But for a whole night, countless needles and threads danced in her mind, until the alarm clock rang, and Shen Chuqing felt that she hadn't fallen asleep at all.

But he felt good in spirit. After getting out of bed and washing his face with cold water, the phone in the room rang.

Shen Chuqing quickly picked up the phone to answer, and Aunt Chen's gentle voice came from inside: "Chuqing, it's time to get up and have breakfast!"

"Okay, thank you, Aunt Chen!" As soon as the words on this side were finished, the phone on the other side was already hung up.

There was a morning call service in the garden, and Shen Chuqing felt a little ashamed that she, a little apprentice, actually enjoyed the life of a landlord.

After quickly washing up, changing clothes, and following the route I remembered, I came to the restaurant.

It was clearly only [-]:[-], but Mr. Qunfang was already sitting in yesterday's seat, eating breakfast leisurely.

"Morning, teacher." Shen Chuqing hurriedly said hello.

Mr. Qunfang looked up at her, then continued to drink the porridge in the bowl with his head down.

Shen Chuqing stood where she was, caught in a dilemma.

"Why are you standing here, go over to have breakfast! I don't know what you like to eat, so I cooked some millet porridge and fried some egg pancakes."

Aunt Chen came in with a bowl of millet porridge, and said to Shen Chuqing who was standing in a daze at the door.

"Oh... yes!" Shen Chuqing responded, and hurried in, sat where she sat last night, and there was already a bowl of millet porridge that smelled very good in front of her.

There is also a plate next to the millet porridge, which contains two egg pancakes, the color looks particularly appetizing.

Someone picked up the chopsticks tremblingly, and ate breakfast carefully, for fear of making a sound and offending the teacher.

Mr. Qunfang should have been here for a while, Shen Chuqing sat down less than 5 minutes later, she saw her put down the chopsticks in her hand: "Today, we are going to catch a market, let's go out for a stroll?"

Shen Chuqing didn't know who she was talking to, but she still looked up at her, waiting for her further instructions.

"Why, don't you like rushing to the market?" Looking at the direction of her speech, she confirmed that she was asking herself before.

Shen Chuqing quickly replied, "I like it, I'll go with the teacher."

"Then hurry up and go to the embroidery room at eight o'clock. We only have one hour to go shopping."

"Okay..." Shen Chuqing had no choice but to pick up the bowl, and ate the cake while drinking the porridge. In order to hurry up, she threw the word manners out of the blue.

"He looks like a human being, and the way he eats is really not ordinary ugly."

Shen Chuqing was so frightened by her words that she quickly put away her wolf-hunting action and replaced it with small mouthfuls of food.

"You should move faster! If you're so slow, why don't you rush to the market?" Mr. Qunfang obviously didn't intend to let her go, and urged her again.

Shen Chuqing directly put down the bowl of porridge in her hand, and whispered, "I'm full."

Mr. Qunfang took a look at the porridge left in her bowl and the cake with a bite in the plate, and frowned slightly: "In my house, food is not allowed to be wasted. Here are 5 In a few minutes, I'll be waiting for you outside."

After speaking, he stood up and left the restaurant.

Aunt Chen looked at Shen Chuqing's bewildered expression, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. likes to criticize, you have to get used to this kind of life early, she won't wait for you for 5 minutes, or even a second longer."