Planar Trash

In the following days, Cheng Jingchi waited every day, hoping that the Tianyin wood would take root and sprout new branches early, so that he could take a small piece of wood to make a talisman.

However, the speed of time lost in Qiankun Pearl seems to have no effect on Tianyinmu. Cheng Jingchi waited and waited, and waited for more than half a month. Tianyinmu finally stretched out a thin branch the size of a pencil shaft.

Cheng Jingchi burst into tears looking at the delicate and timid twig, it took more than half a month in the Qiankun Pearl to grow such a little bit, it's really not easy!

Of course, if this speed is placed on the earth, it is simply super speed, but it can't be said to grow so fast if it is placed in the Qiankun Pearl.He planted a peach tree in Qiankunzhu, only two days earlier than Tianyinmu, and he has already eaten fresh, delicious and juicy peaches.

For Tianyinmu, who came late, Cheng Jingchi folded off the thin pencil shaft without hesitation, and she was not soft at all when it came to destroying flowers.

The conductive material for the pen barrel is ready, and the rest is the nib part.

Cheng Jingchi turned her eyes and landed on Chuyi who was squatting in front of the window combing his hair, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

In nearly half a year, I ate a basketful of good things, and the hair on my body became smooth and smooth. It was even better than the best wolf tail hair, which seemed to be quite good for writing.

Moreover, cat hair itself is also a good material for making brushes. Cat brushes are especially suitable for drawing lines. For example, Thangkas that are meticulously drawn are usually drawn with cat brushes or raccoon brushes.According to relevant brick experts, the thinnest thangka brush is made of the hair that stands up on the back of a cat when it is angry. The lines on the neon enamel pen are also made of cat hair or mouse hair. Painted on the body, it is really as thin as a hair.

In fact, drawing runes is essentially drawing lines, so it seems appropriate to use cat fur.

He stretched out his hand and showed a ferocious smile towards Chuyi: "Chuyi, come here quickly, I want you to help me."

On the first day of the junior high school, he seemed to be frightened by his green eyes, and refused to come over with a "meow".

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

The cat at home is too smart, which is not good, and it is not easy to be deceived.

If you can't outwit, then you can only come hard.

Cheng Jingchi walked over and hugged Chuyi with a very strong attitude, stroking down his small back, and finally plucked off a few cat hairs, and Chuyi's hairs all stood up immediately, "meow", As soon as he kicked his legs, he struggled to jump out of his hands, and fled into the bedroom in no time.

"..." Okay, now I can't lick my hair anymore.

Cheng Jingchi looked at the few uneven cat hairs in her hand, sighed and rummaged through the cat litter in disgust.

In this season, the weather is getting warmer, and the first day of junior high school also begins to shed hair, and the cat's litter is full of hair.

I can't get the hair that stood up on the back when I was angry on the first day of the junior high school. Let's make up with these soft hairs. Anyway, the first day of the junior high school has been bred to be smooth and smooth recently, and the coat color is so beautiful!

Cheng Jingchi took great pains to clean up and down the house, including the clothes and quilts, and finally collected a lot of hair.He smoothed those cat furs, packed them in a small wooden box, took the piece of Tianyin wood, thought of the silver pieces in the storage bag in the cabinet, took out a small piece, and put it in the bag, I put the vegetables and fruits picked from the Qiankun Pearl yesterday into baskets, took them to the car, and drove out.

There is an old street in Beicheng District. It used to be a famous cultural relic street in Jingcheng. Sellers of coins, calligraphy and paintings, ancient books, jade, and antiques are all mixed together. There are also some traditional handicraft shops, such as Paper-making, burning glass, hand-made pottery and so on.

Cheng Jingchi parked the car at the intersection, walked along the alley, and finally entered a pen studio.

He still heard about this shop from a classmate who was engaged in art before. It is a shop that specializes in handmade custom brushes. This store opened here in the urban area and has been in operation for almost 20 years. Those who paint and write calligraphy like to come to his house to order. It is said that the craftsmanship is quite good.

The storefront is very elegantly decorated, with a wooden carved door, and all kinds of brushes are greeted when you walk in. On the wall, on the counter, there are all kinds of writing brushes of various sizes.

Cheng Jing didn't understand this, and couldn't see the good or the bad, so she felt that there were too many pens, which made people dizzy.

There was a young man sitting behind the counter, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and was lowering his head to wipe the barrel of a pen. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at him, and said slowly, "Want to buy a pen? Just look at it, and it doesn't matter if you don't buy it."

Cheng Jingchi: "..."

The first thing you say is to persuade people not to buy. Is it really a good business to do so?

Cheng Jingchi was very speechless, knocked on the counter, and said straight to the point: "Can I make custom brushes here?"

Without raising his head, the young man replied, "Yes, what kind of pen do you want to order? Hard pen? Soft pen? Combined pen?"

Cheng Jingchi was a little dazed, he only knew what was a wolf's hair, what the hell was this hard hair, soft hair, and hair?I don't understand at all, okay?

The young man probably also noticed that he didn't seem to be a member of the circle like the previous customers, so he changed the phrase: "What is your custom-made pen mainly used for? Is it for writing or drawing?"

Cheng Jingchi said, "It's for hooking lines."

"For hooking lines, use wolf hair. Lang hair is softer and the lines are thinner. What about the pen tube? What material do you choose for the pen tube? We generally have metal, wood, bamboo, porcelain and jade here. There used to be ivory and rhino horn, but now there are no more, and you understand why." The young man gave him a look that you understand.

Cheng Jingchi hesitated for a moment, and hurriedly took out the materials she brought before she was stunned by the boss, and put forward her own request: "The pen tube should be made of this kind of wood I brought, and I also brought the materials for the nib. I brought a small piece of silver with me for the rest of the pen top and pen holder, and I can use it if I can, if you can’t use it, you can see what material is better, it’s optional.”

Anyway, the pen tube and nib part must be used.

The boss took it over, and found that although the piece of wood could not be identified as wood, it felt good in the hand, and it was probably suitable for a pen barrel. As for the tuft of hair——

He took a look at it, rubbed it twice, smelled it again, and said, "Is this cat hair?"

Hey!

This boss is very professional!

Cheng Jingchi was happy: "It's just cat hair. I have a cat at home and shed its hair all spring. I collected all these hairs, just enough to make a pen."

"This hair is pretty good." The young boss rubbed it again, and said with certainty, "It's as good as the wolf hair that my old man made more than ten years ago." He adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a lot of meaning He added a sentence, "The real wolf's hair, not the weasel's tail hair that is commonly used today."

Cheng Jingchi: "?!!"

It turns out that the wolf hair does not refer to the real wolf hair but the weasel?Cheng Jingchi felt that she had gained a little insight.

Think about it, now wolves, tigers, leopards, and even wild boars are all protected. Except for some specific areas, after the autumn harvest, the government will organize people to hunt in the mountains to prevent wild boars from causing trouble. These wild beasts are basically protected. Try stroking a wolf's hair behind you to make a writing brush. If you don't bite to death, you will be chased and fined by the relevant departments, and you will go bankrupt.

Because the process of customizing brushes by hand is more complicated and takes a long time, and the weather in spring in Jingcheng is not very good recently, it is rainy, the boss did not say the specific custom time, only about a week later He calls.

If it wasn't for the reputation of this pen studio, he would have suspected it was a liar.

With such an arrogant attitude, will there really be business?

Cheng's mother's lo-mei restaurant has already opened, and he hasn't been to see it. He heard that after his mother cleaned up the shop, it not only sells lo-mei, but also sells medicinal food. The business is said to be quite good.

Today I just took the time to go and have a look, and bring some pure natural green vegetables to my mother by the way.

When I arrived at the University City, it was already 03:30 noon, which happened to be an embarrassing period for eating. Lunch was too late, and dinner was too early. There were only a few regular customers who had afternoon tea and health soup in the store.

There is a faint fragrance floating in the air, it is clear and light, and there is a faint smell of medicine, not as strong as the ones from other restaurants, it makes people salivate, but it also has a special taste.

Cheng Jingchi opened the trunk, and brought in vegetables, fruits, and some conventional medicinal materials such as honeysuckle and wolfberry that Cheng's mother used to cook herbal meals through the back door.

Mother Cheng did not refuse, she rummaged through it, and said with a smile: "You came just in time, a regular customer will come to drink lung nourishing soup later, I just happened to run out of Huang Jing here, and I was planning to use Ophiopogon japonicus instead, you That’s how many Huang Jing were sent over.”

"What?" Cheng Jingchi raised her head suddenly, almost knocking over the vegetable basket, and looked at his mother with piercing eyes.

"What did I say?" Cheng's mother looked puzzled, not understanding what she said that provoked such a reaction from her son, "A guest came to drink lung nourishing soup!"

"No, the next sentence of this sentence."

"Oh." Mother Cheng said, "I've run out of Huang Jing."

"One more sentence."

"I'm going to use wheatgrass instead, although the effect is not as good as that of Huangjing." Mother Cheng replied.

"Hey! That's it!" As if enlightened, Cheng Jingchi finally realized that the problem that had troubled him for a long time and had been unsolvable was solved by Cheng's mother's unintentional words.

Yup!

He didn't have the materials to draw Chuling ink, but why did he always stick to these medicinal materials that didn't exist on earth?He can study the effects of these materials, and then see if they can be replaced by herbs with the same function on the earth!

Anyway, these materials will not fall out of thin air, so he will try a few more times, even if he fails, it doesn't matter, just take it as a practice hand, there are not many other things in his Qiankun Pearl, but there are a lot of medicinal materials!

After figuring it out, Cheng Jingchi was in a bright mood like a flying bird, stood up and hugged his mother, and kissed his mother's face heavily with a "chirp".

"Hey, Mom, you are really my own mother, thank you, you are so smart!"

After all, without waiting for his mother to react, he rushed back to the car like a gust of wind, and turned the steering wheel to go home.

"..." Mother Cheng was speechless as she watched her son leave with his butt on fire.

The customers who were drinking the health-preserving soup in a leisurely manner also laughed, and booed kindly: "Oh, the proprietress is so charming, such a handsome young man bows down to your pomegranate skirt."

"Bullshit!" Cheng's mother gave him a blank look, and said, "What a handsome guy, that's my mother's son!"

The tone is very proud, very proud.