[Qing] Princess is the first cute

Ning Huan lay on the table holding a pen to draw lines on the white paper.

The small face, which has always been expressive, is on the floor solemnly, and the mouth that seldom rests is slightly pursed. Coupled with the round and fat face, there is some inexplicable joy.

Lu Ying held her eager right hand with her left hand.

While grinding, I heard the little girl whispering: "It's so difficult."

Green Ying: "?"

I didn't do anything, just scribbled a few lines on the paper, what's so difficult?

The princess is getting more and more squeamish...

Ning Huan wanted to know what was going on in her heart? I'm afraid she would have to debate for a hundred rounds on the spot.

She is not scribbling, but drawing account books.

She went to Mr. Hubu twice, but the other party was not available.Ning Huan didn't know that the other party was trying to evade it on purpose. He only thought that the accounting department was really busy, so he had to spend [-] points to learn how to make accounts with the system.

——The main reason is that although Lu Ying can do accounts, she has no patience to tell the little girl.

Bookkeeping is not so easy to learn, but fortunately, Ning Huan is not demanding. She doesn't need to deal with complicated business accounts such as various assets, liabilities, financial statements, mergers and reorganizations, etc.

Just let her see where the money is going.

She draws tigers like cats, and draws account books. However, she is small and has little strength. When she writes, she is light and sometimes heavy, and the lines she draws are sometimes thick and sometimes thin. The result is very ugly.

Ning Huan pouted and poked at the system: "Total, Huanhuan doesn't want to draw anymore."

The system robot said coldly: "The printing function is still under development, and the system cannot help."

Eh?

Ning Huan was curious: "What is printing?"

The system robot explained, and then said: "When the printing function is online,? The host only needs to pay a little points,? Then you can print out the purchased books and take them out of the system, no need to copy them by hand."

The system that Ning Huan initially bound to was almost a blank board, with only the functions of traveling through time and space and binding hosts.Oh,? Because it can only bind the dying, so the healing function is essential.

Everything else is gone.

Of course, this is a strategic plan, first ensure the basic functions, and then consider other.Now that the system has been launched successfully, Gu Yan is already developing new functions.

"Wow, same as our typography!"

After selling picture books once, Ning Huan still learned something, at least he knew how printing works.

System robot: "The functions are similar, but the printing speed of the system is fast, the cost is low, and it can help you adjust the book into a format and font that is more suitable for the times."

Ning Huan: "Wow!"

She asked: "Is Yanyan doing it? No wonder he hasn't talked to Huanhuan recently. He's so good!"

Yes.

Gu Yan is indeed powerful.

Ning Huan held his little face in his hands and laughed silly for a while, but he didn't know what he was happy about.

However, after she was happy, she had to face the messy lines, she sighed.

The system robot sees the needle: "Does the host need a pen suitable for drawing?"

"No", Ning Huan flatly refused, but it awakened Ning Huan. The little girl remembered that the third brother had said that Nan Huairen had a pen that could write smaller characters, called a feather pen.

A quill, as the name suggests, is made of feathers.

The little girl happily asked someone to look for feathers, and Luying directly brought back a large pile of messy feathers from the imperial dining room—the imperial dining room may lack everything, but this is not missing.

Anyway, throwing it away is also throwing away for nothing, and you are not stingy about giving it away.

Although the system robot failed to sell successfully, it still reminded Ning Huan friendly: "It is best to use goose feathers to make quills."

Ning Huan told Lu Ying, watching her rummaging through a pile of feathers, remembered that he still wanted to keep a goose as a pet, and imagined feeding it with his own hands, taking it to play in the lake, and pecking four goose in his spare time. sister ass.It's a pity that Huanhuan was too busy later, and forgot about the goose.

Ning Huan held his small face with some regrets: "It would be great if Huanhuan didn't forget, and I won't have to go to the imperial dining room to ask for goose feathers in the future."

System Robot: "..."

Ning Huan didn't understand how to make a quill, so he told Lu Ying to figure it out.Based on her intuition, Luying first boiled the goose feathers, then dried them, and finally sharpened the pen tip.

She couldn't help but dislike it: "It's too simple."

Ning Huan waved the simple feather and tried it with great interest, Lu Ying couldn't help muttering: "Let's ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to deal with it, at least use wood to inlay it."

After all, it is a princess of a country who writes with a goose feather...

"Okay, Huanhuan got it, sister Luying, stop nagging," the little girl said perfunctorily, with an adult helplessness on her immature face.

Luying: "..." The princess started acting again.

Ning Huan was curious at first, and after writing with a quill pen for a while, he raised his eyebrows.

It's so hard to use.

It is only a little friendlier than a brush, that is, the drawn lines are thinner, but it needs to be dipped in ink frequently. Ning Huan is used to calligraphy with a brush. Accidentally pierce the paper with a sharp tip because of too much ink.

Ning Huan lifted up the paper, put his eyes on the hole and looked out, and blinked at Lu Ying.

Green Ying: "..."

"Princess, if you don't want to ask Mr. Nan, we don't know what we did wrong."

Also.

Ning Huan felt that Luying was right, so he dragged the fourth elder brother to find Nan Huairen together.

Nan Huairen did not expect that the princes and daughters would be interested in quills.When he traveled across the ocean to the Qing Dynasty, he brought a lot of things, most of which were loved by the royal family and officials of the Qing Dynasty, but the quill was an exception.

To this day, Nan Huairen himself doesn't use quills very much, but when he sees the simple and even wrongly made quill in Ning Huan's hand, he can't help feeling a little nostalgic.

He happily took out his treasured quill and talked to the two children.

Nan Huairen was very old, and his pen had been with him for many years, and it was no longer easy to use, but he still insisted on writing a few words, happily talking about the past and the West with the two children.

He spoke very interestingly, and the stories he told were ups and downs. Ning Huan and the fourth elder brother listened with gusto, and were deeply attracted by the novel and thrilling world depicted by the other party's words.He didn't rush back to the palace until it was dark and the lock was about to be locked.

However, the bad news is that Nan Huairen has no way to solve Ning Huan's problem. The quill does have flaws of one kind or another, and there is nothing he can do.

The system robot said indifferently: "Does the host need to buy pencil making technology?"

"No." Ning Huan shook his head, "Fourth brother has asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to try it out, and it will definitely work out!"

It was Nan Huairen who told them that although he couldn't make the quill pen any better, he mentioned that there is a new type of pen that has solved this problem.He only knows roughly how to mix graphite and clay in a certain proportion to make refills.As for whether other things were added, as well as the proportion, he didn't know.

But it doesn't matter, the Qing Dynasty is full of talents, and there is no shortage of craftsmanship. As long as the direction is right, it should be able to try it out soon.

Ning Huan is very confident.

She raised her face proudly: "You are a middleman, and I won't make you the difference!"

System Robot: "..."

What do bear kids learn?

Living up to Ning Huan's expectations, after a few days, the Ministry of Internal Affairs really made the pencil.

The refill is made into a slender cylinder, perhaps considering that the person who uses it is a small master. The pen holder is slightly thinner than the brush, and the pen holder can be rotated. Hand or refill section.

Very considerate.

The gold pen with chiseled flowers and hollowed out blessing patterns is exquisite and beautiful, and it is many times more beautiful than the simple quill pen made by Ning Huan. She fell in love with it immediately.

The third elder brother was also a little surprised: "It really came out?"

He has always been interested in this kind of thing, and urged: "Try it quickly."

Before Ning Huan started, the fourth elder brother gently rotated the pen holder, revealing a section of gray black ink. He adjusted his posture while pinching the pen, and wrote down gently——

Smooth and well-proportioned lines come alive on the paper.

He wrote a few more words, which were a little jerky at first, but then became more and more fluent.When he finished writing a poem, the handwriting was not much different from usual, but the seven-character quatrains, which can usually be written on half a sheet of paper, only took up a small corner.

Under the staring eyes of several people, the fourth elder brother nodded slightly with a stern face: "That's right."

Ning Huan cheered.

Brother San also couldn't help laughing: "Ask me to try too?"

Ning Huan hugged his pen tightly.

The fourth elder brother also "calmly" hid his hands behind his back.

Third Elder Brother: "..."

The fourth elder brother pursed his lips: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs will do it."

Third Elder Brother: "..."

Want to try it now!How long do you want the Ministry of Internal Affairs to wait?Itchy heart!

He looked at his two younger brothers and sisters with the eyes of a heartless man, and the two little ones looked away guiltily.Ning Huan's small face was troubled, thinking about how kind her third brother had been to her, pouted: "Huanhuan, let's give this to third brother first."

The fourth elder brother immediately said: "Third brother, take mine first, I'm not in a hurry to use it, Huanhuan wants to use it."

Ning Huan put her hands on her hips: "Fourth brother, stop learning from Huanhuan! Third brother uses Huanhuan."

The fourth elder brother glared at Ning Huan angrily.

In the end, the third elder brother didn't want anyone's pen.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs has not only made two, but has spares.Just brought it to the third elder brother.

All are happy.

Oh, it doesn't count.

The fourth elder brother was still a little unhappy, and he always looked at Ning Huan with a bit of resentment.

The little girl scratched her head blankly.

But she quickly put this strangeness behind her, and spent a day drawing a few simple "account books", and ran to the Qianqing Palace in high spirits: "Huang Ama, Huang Ama, Huanhuan is here to check the accounts!"

The author has something to say: Brother Si: Huanhuan!Straight girl!

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