The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

But in this era, there is only wheat flour, the color is not white, and it is not good to make.

It could only be a puppet as a model. She squatted down near the stove hole to find charcoal that had cooled after burning, and then burned it herself, making charcoal pencils that were as long as a dozen fingers.

When she was ready, she went to Li Xiaoer to bring some blank paper, put them on a smooth wooden board and began to draw sketches. Monkey King's was especially difficult to draw, not because she couldn't draw or couldn't remember.

After all, in her previous life, she enrolls herself in a series of cram schools for revenge when she grew up because of her lack of childhood. She is still somewhat accomplished in sketching and oil painting.

It's just that besides the fact that the pen is not easy to use, she also needs to adapt to the previous state and technical level, so pieces of waste paper are produced on the ground, which makes Li Xiaoer feel distressed.

This is the best paper, the kind that the students of the academy have to cherish when they write!

This little ancestor actually draws one piece and throws one away. I don't know what the hell he is drawing... Hey, it seems to be a monkey!

The more he looked down, Li Xiaoer became more and more amazed. This monkey was actually wearing armor and feathers, especially the golden cudgel in his hand... the golden cudgel! ! !

He was shocked. He knew before that the story of Monkey King Monkey King came from Song Fubao, and it was Song Fubao's dream.So Song Fubao drew Monkey King in his dream today?

Because it was a dream after all, I can't remember clearly.So remember over and over again, and redraw over and over again!

Yes, it must be so!

Li Xiaoer was very excited, this is Monkey King Monkey King, ahhh!

He walked around Song Fubao several times, rubbing his hands nervously and excitedly.

"Fubao, you are painting Monkey King, right? Well, it's so amazing, can you give me this painting, Fubao, you see we have a good relationship, I'll give it to you Take a stack of paper, just draw two more, give me this one, please, please Fubao!"

The more he talked, the more anxious Li Xiaoer even pulled Song Fubao's small arm shamelessly. Song Fubao endured the harassment and hurriedly finished the painting, and easily pushed him away one meter away.

"You have vision, little brother, but I haven't painted it yet, so it doesn't look good. Wait until I make it, and I'll give you another one. If you know a woodcarver or a clay figurine master, you can find it for me. , In this way, the time for you to get Monkey King will be even shorter!"

"No problem, wrap it on me, just wait, I'll find it for you right away!" Li Xiaoer was completely insane, and the girl ran out, and shopkeeper Liu couldn't even shout.

It wasn't until he saw the blueprint in Song Fubao's hand that he suddenly realized it. He also looked at the charcoal stick that Song Fubao was holding, and couldn't help but admire in his heart. No one in the old Song family could read or write!

Under such circumstances, it is really rare for this girl to think of such a way to draw the Monkey King in her dream. The most important thing is that this kind of painting method is unheard of!

Just draw some random lines with a charcoal pen, and they can be drawn so lifelike that he can even see the eyes of Monkey King clearly, wonderful!

"Grandpa Liu, you also think this kind of painting is amazing. This is what I learned from a blond old man in my dream these days. Hehe, you can't tell it, keep it secret!"

Song Fubao "exploded himself", but he couldn't find out anyway, and shopkeeper Liu had plans for her, so he wouldn't hurt her.

"Old man with blond hair? I've never seen a blond-haired man in Da'an... That must be a fairy, Fu Bao, tell me carefully?" Shopkeeper Liu got excited. Immortals teach in their dreams, which is definitely not something ordinary people can get. opportunity!

Song Fubao is a man of great fortune!

Fortunately, he made friends early.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, remember this matter in the future, don't tell anyone, including me, you know, if anyone asks, just say that Tianxialou hired a painting master to teach you, understand?"

Don't give up on such a small girl early.

He also protects those who are protected by heaven, do good deeds and accumulate virtues, form good karma, double merits!

After a while, Li Xiaoer came back dragging the two old men. The two old men had thick calluses on their hands. They must be craftsmen.

One of these two old men is the best carpenter in the town, and the other sells clay figurines. Both of them used to work for Tianxiang Building, so Li Xiaoer found them so quickly.

The Buddha jumped out of the wall, and shopkeeper Liu gave the two of them a private room to prepare materials, and then came out with woodcarving Monkey King and mud-made Monkey King according to Song Fubao's drawings.

In the room, there were baskets of mud and baskets of wood. After several hours of tossing, Song Youyin had finished his storytelling, and Song Fubao finally got the seventh edition of the two monkey grandchildren with [-] images.

Li Xiaoer and Song Youyin quickly snatched one each, holding one in their hands and refusing to let go.

The two master craftsmen understood how popular this thing is, and after a whole afternoon of tossing around, practice made perfect...and they wanted to make it and sell it...but the drawings belonged to this girl, and this girl belonged to Tianxianglou...

Without waiting for Song Fubao to thank them, the two old men exchanged glances, and then they both stepped forward and smiled at Song Fubao.

"Miss Fubao, this great sage, can we, can we squeeze it and sell it?"

"Yes, yes, if you like it, we will give you whatever you want for free, how about it?"