Goddess of Art Transformation Project

Chapter 343 Red Sand
Thinking of the experience of the eldest son of the Sun family, Song Zihao could no longer imagine what he would have to endure in a while.

"Song Shao, when Du Yisheng came just now, why did Song Shao look like he met his father, huh?"

Liu Yifan looked at the trembling Song Zihao and showed a playful smile. Although there was a smile on his face, his heart was gloomy.

Song Zihao dared to stand up in front of him just because of Du Yisheng's words, he really didn't take me, Liu Yifan, seriously!
Song Zihao was about to speak tremblingly, but was interrupted by Liu Yifan.

"Before, I thought that as long as you satisfied me, I would let the Song family go, but it seems that Young Master Song didn't listen to my words. Why did Mao and Gou ask you for a favor and you can get away with it today?"

Liu Yifan was not polite at all, and he didn't care about Du Yisheng at all in his words. If Du Yisheng wanted to seek death, although he might be in a stalemate with him now, but if Brother Yuan came over, Du Yisheng would really be able to ask for blessings!
Song Zihao stopped trembling when he heard Liu Yifan's words, and knocked his head on the ground, the sound was much louder than the previous two times, the ground was flat, but when he knocked his forehead on the ground, blood was forced out.

Although there was blood, not much blood came out, but although the blood was not much, it slowly dripped from the forehead along the cheeks to the ground.

"Liu Shao, please let the Song family go, I will do whatever I want!"

Looking at Song Zihao's blood all over his face and the fear in his eyes, Liu Yifan suddenly felt that he was not interested, he was too soft-hearted!Liu Yifan was so soft that he didn't even know how to make a move, it seemed like he was bullying others.

"Young Master Song, you said you came to the Bai Family Wenhui to join in the fun, so why did you dirty the land of the Bai Family? Young Master Song, clean it up yourself to save face for the Bai Family."

It was as if Liu Yifan was chatting with a friend, talking about an unimportant matter, but the meaning in the words was worth pondering.

Song Zihao followed Liu Yifan's eyes and looked at the blood dripping from his forehead on the ground, and he understood Liu Yifan's meaning. He quickly took a step forward, and then stuck out his tongue like a dog to lick up the blood on the ground. Song Zihao licked off the slightly coagulated blood that fell.

"Yo! Isn't Young Master Song hungry? It's quite festive to see Young Master Song's blushing head! Young Master Song is so sincere to celebrate Mr. Bai's birthday, then the Bai family will definitely not be hungry, Young Master Song."

While speaking, Liu Yifan took a Duan inkstone from the table next to him. This Duan inkstone was nothing special, it was carved with a pine and cypress, but this Fang Duan inkstone should be considered the largest one as far as the eye can see.

After taking the Duan inkstone, Liu Yifan brought three bottles of ink from a few tables next to it. Two of the three bottles of ink were unopened, but these three bottles of ink were poured into the Duan inkstone to fill most of the Duan inkstone.

Liu Yifan looked at the black ink in the Duan inkstone. The ink didn't feel anything when it was in the bottle, but it smelled of raw ink when it was poured on the inkstone. It could even be called a stink.

Liu Yifan frowned slightly, obviously Liu Yifan didn't like the taste of the ink.

"Does Song Shaoping have any research on food?"

Liu Yifan's tone was flat, but this sentence shocked Song Zihao who was sitting on the ground. Obviously Song Zihao didn't understand the meaning of Liu Yifan's words, but Song Zihao could only carefully consider Liu Yifan's question: "Young Master Liu, I understand. A little, and occasionally cook by myself.”

Song Zihao's words made Liu Yifan feel relieved, he picked up a piece of pine ink on the table and threw it at Song Zihao's feet.

"Then Young Master Song will take this piece of ink and grind it carefully in this square inkstone, but don't spill the ink in this square inkstone, this ink is all the enthusiasm of the Bai family!"

At this moment, Song Zihao took advantage of the situation to understand what Liu Yifan meant, but he was overjoyed. Could it be that Liu Shao punished me by making me drink this ink?Although this ink looks scary, it is not harmful to the human body. If drinking this ink can pass the test, Song Zihao really has to worship this sky-filled god and Buddha.

Song Zihao quickly got up from the ground, and limped to the front of the table. The tingling pain in his feet made Song Zihao want to gasp, but he was forced to hold back, and only a muffled groan came from his chest. It was heard that Song Zihao was just grinding ink at the table.

Song Zihao also grinds it quickly, and he ground the whole piece of pine ink into the square inkstone in a short while. Thanks to the pine ink, if it is alum ink, even if Song Zihao is exhausted, it is impossible for Song Zihao to finish it in such a short time. Grind out the inside.

After Song Zihao finished grinding, he gritted his teeth and was about to pick up the square inkstone and drink the ink in it, but was interrupted by Liu Yifan.

"Don't tell me, is Young Master Song already so hungry? Don't rush to drink, how could the Bai family treat guests so badly?"

Liu Yifan walked to the table next to him, picked up a small bottle from the table, shook the bottle and found that there was still more than half of the liquid in the bottle, he couldn't help but feel dissatisfied, put the bottle on the table and went to another table to get it. He held an unopened bottle in his hand, then handed the bottle to Song Zihao, and said calmly.

"Then Young Master Song will add this in by himself, and then eat!"

Liu Yifan's tone was calm, but Song Zihao was almost scared when Liu Yifan grabbed the bottle. Song Zihao knew the contents of this bottle. In fact, anyone who has studied ink painting should know it. This bottle The stuff inside is red sand, but what the Bai family uses is the best kind.

The red sand is extracted from the fruit of the madder plant. The madder is also known as the ground blood.

However, this red sand is not only filled with madder, in order to increase the nobleness of the red, half of the cinnabar is added to it. This amount of cinnabar is probably not treated in time. The cinnabar will travel along the liver meridian and kidney meridian I am afraid that he will become a eunuch directly.Although the things that should be there are still there, but having children and raising children, I am afraid that people will no longer be able to enjoy them.

If he just ate cinnabar, Song Zihao might not hesitate, and he swallowed the cinnabar as soon as he gritted his teeth. After treatment, he might be saved, but this cinnabar with madder juice is different. Walking along the Liver Meridian and Kidney Meridian in the end will not give Song Zihao any time for healing.

Seeing that Song Zihao hadn't accepted the red sand, Liu Yifan raised his eyebrows, "What? Does Young Master Song find it unpalatable? Is it because Young Master Song is dissatisfied with the Bai family's hospitality or Young Master Song doesn't like my formula?"

Song Zihao was trembling like sifting chaff, and was about to take it, but there was a soft shout from the door of the small attic.

　Let me confess, as the author, I am writing this novel with great care, and I am writing every chapter with great care. It takes two hours to revise and revise a chapter. Sometimes I am busy and I always insist on double writing Even.

　　Some people say that my plot is procrastinating, urging relatives to meet each other. Although my novel has not been popular from the beginning to now, I have carefully written every part of it, and it is advancing little by little. Many plots have to be foreshadowed , For the sake of embedding threads for some future plots, it would not be fun to directly write about meeting relatives, right, it is necessary to promote development.

　　Some people say that I have a low word count, and I will explain more in some places to make the plot look more realistic and reasonable, otherwise some places will appear very unreasonable, and I really don’t intentionally use low word count when writing novels. I will not design the dialogue and some details, including poetry and the like.

　　It’s the first time I’ve written this novel, and I don’t feel good about what I wrote before, but I found some sense of writing from about 50 chapters. I think I’m writing better and better. Thank you again for your support. For now, I can only guarantee double updates, and explosive changes follow the fate. As for the meeting of relatives, this is a big main plot, so it is unrealistic to see relatives recognize each other in a few chapters in a hurry. Now I have entered this plot, and it is more than half done up.

　　Not much to say, I hope everyone will continue to support me! ! !bow (really bow)
　　There is another chapter that will be updated in a while, and I will go to the codeword

　　
　
(End of this chapter)