Travel to the early Tang Dynasty and become a salted fish

Just when Yang Hongyu wanted to ask what happened.

Shopkeeper Liu has already come over with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Looking at the four treasures of the study on the desk, Chu Mo was stunned. Damn it, I just practiced calligraphy with the physical education teacher for a few days when I was in elementary school.

Later, because I was disliked by my own mother and looked like an African, I was not allowed to touch the brush again.

From then on, as long as there was ink on my body, I would receive love and care when I came home.

Therefore, my career as a calligrapher was ruined.

After thinking about it, Chu Mo suddenly had an idea, rushed into the kitchen, found a few pieces of unburned firewood, sharpened them into pencil-like shapes with a knife, and then started writing on the paper.

Yang Hongyu and Shopkeeper Liu watched Chu Mo's operations and did not dare to disturb him anymore. They just watched him silently.

Soon, a piece of paper was finished.

Yang Hongyu picked it up and took a look. She saw that most of the words on it were missing arms and legs, and few of them were complete. She couldn't help but frowned.

As expected, this uneducated and ignorant disciple couldn't even write a word.

Shopkeeper Liu on the side was greatly shocked at this time and bowed deeply to Chu Mo: "My uncle is a great talent, rarely seen in the world."

Yang Hongyu was a little confused. She shook the paper in her hand and asked, "Shopkeeper Liu, he can't even write a word completely, and you still call him a great talent?"

Shopkeeper Liu waved his hand hurriedly: "Miss, please don't underestimate these characters. These are common characters used by both the government and the public. They are common characters. They have only been circulated among the people in the past dynasties. It's just that no one has corrected the rules."

"And my uncle, not only corrected the rules, but also wrote it so fluently, he deserves to be called a great talent."

"If the little old man hadn't often interacted with these people in the market, he would definitely not be able to recognize these characters. Although the little old man has never learned these characters, he can still recognize the words written by my uncle."

After hearing what Shopkeeper Liu said, Yang Hongyu immediately looked at it carefully. Although the characters on it were different from the characters he had learned, he could indeed recognize them without any problems.

I couldn't help but believe a little bit of shopkeeper Liu's words.

After Chu Mo wrote about a dozen recipes, he thought about it and wrote down the method of making salt that he knew.

Then he folded it up separately and handed it to Yang Hongyu: "Madam, this is the foundation of your life. You can use this method to get everything you want in the future."

As soon as Yang Hongyu heard this, she was immediately ready to take it apart and check it out.

Chu Mo stopped him in a hurry and joked that he had not left yet. If the young lady saw the things above and was reluctant to leave him and insisted on staying, he would not be able to leave.

Seeing Chu Mo blocking it, Yang Hongyu didn't open it on the spot, but she became more and more curious about the contents.

"These things are enough for your restaurant operation. As long as you don't leak them all at once and develop them slowly, I think there will be no problem in making a lot of money."

Shopkeeper Liu nodded. He was also an expert in business management, so he naturally knew what Chu Mo meant.

"Uncle, you handed over such an important thing to me. I swear to God that as long as I am still breathing, I will never betray you or the eldest lady."

Chu Mo waved his hand: "It's just some unfashionable things. Also, after the decoration is completed, hang some famous calligraphy and paintings to attract the literati. By then, the reputation will gradually increase."

Speaking of celebrity calligraphy and paintings, Chu Mo looked at the charcoal pen and paper in his hand, then at Yang Hongyu, and suddenly said: "Madam, why don't I draw you a picture."

Yang Hongyu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Chu Mo with suspicion: "Then you can also draw?"

"That's natural. My husband, I call myself the second best in the world." Chu Mo shook his head and said with a proud look on his face.

"Who is number one in the world?" Yang Hongyu also became interested.

Chu Mo chuckled, then pointed to the bronze mirror on the table and said, "Of course it is it."

"Pfft, I've seen shameless people before, but I've never seen someone so shameless." Yang Hongyu rolled her eyes and pretended to be angry.

Chu Mo's eyes widened when he saw it. The most difficult thing to bear is beauty. He didn't know what kind of bastard this beautiful girl would take advantage of after he left.

With a sigh, Chu Mo forced Yang Hongyu onto a desk, then found a wooden board, used it as a drawing board, and started painting.

You know, I didn't get good at calligraphy back then, but in the end I learned a lot about sketching from my physical education teacher.

The girlfriend who had never held hands was also moved by the sketch of her own hand, so she was willing to give herself this opportunity.

Soon, a delicate and handsome girl's face appeared spontaneously. Chu Mo looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, then thought about it, put it aside, and then drew another one.

Yang Hongyu only thought that Chu Mo had failed and wanted to draw another one.

Although he was a little unhappy with the other party's bragging, but in view of the fact that he had written down the dozen or so recipes, he still sat still and regarded it as repayment.

Soon, the second sketch was completed.

Looking at the two sketches in his hand, Chu Mo sighed to himself. The skills taught by the teacher can be regarded as time travel.I still haven’t fallen behind.

When Yang Hongyu saw Chu Mo suddenly stop writing and looked at it with two pieces of paper, she thought that the painting was damaged again, and immediately snorted: "Didn't you say that you are the second best in the world? What? The painting was damaged again?"

"What painting is broken? Isn't this nice?"

After saying that, Chu Mo handed the picture he drew for the second time to Yang Hongyu.

Because he felt that Yang Hongyu's smile was very sweet the first time, but a little forced the second time.

Therefore, it is better to keep good things for yourself as a souvenir, and for those who are dissatisfied, let them be left for the other party.

Yang Hongyu took the painting from Chu Mo's hand and looked at it doubtfully. After just one glance, she was fascinated by the painting.

"Did you draw this?" After a long time, she looked back and looked at Chu Mo and asked.

Chu Mo raised his arrogant head: "Isn't it me who painted it, or is it the wrong painting?"

"You... hum, for the sake of your good painting, I will be generous and let you go."

After saying that, he looked at the other painting in Chu Mo's hand: "How about this one? Show it to me?"

Chu Mo shook his head and joked. That one was considered a defective product. She had been looking at it for so long. If she saw this one, how could she still have her share?

Seeing Chu Mo shaking his head, Yang Hongyu's face immediately darkened, and her small hands grabbed the hand that Chu Mo was about to put away as fast as lightning.

Then, amid Chu Mo's screams, he snatched the painting away.

The first time she saw this painting, Yang Hongyu knew that this one was much better than her own.

He immediately looked at Chu Mo fiercely.