Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11000

The next day, Dajie got up at dawn.

Then at Yang Huazhong's house across the road, Yang Huazhong also got up.

Next door to the Luo family, Yang Ruoqing also got up.

The three of them didn't have breakfast. After washing, they got on the carriage at the door.

The driver was Xingwang, and the three of them were sitting in the carriage. Yang Ruoqing was wearing a hat on her head, a scarf on her neck, a cotton-padded jacket, a cloak on the outside, and cotton-padded shoes on her feet.

After entering the carriage, I found a corner and dozed off against the inner wall of the carriage.

The cloak was wrapped around her body, her hands were hidden in the cloak, and between her hands she held a small copper hand-warming stove that Ronggu had given her in the morning.

Well, I dozed off as soon as I got in the car. Although sitting in the carriage was not as comfortable as sleeping in a warm bed.

However, in this small space, feeling the rotation of the carriage wheels and falling asleep little by little in the bumps and shakes, this experience feels like lying in a cradle, which is also very good and has a hypnotic effect.

However, Yang Huazhong and Dajie beside her had no intention of dozing off.

After the two got on the carriage, they quietly discussed what they would say and what they would do when they arrived at the paper shop in town.

Yang Ruoqing squinted her eyes, half awake and half asleep, listening to their whispers, and just like that, the carriage arrived in the town in a daze.

Yang Ruoqing heard Yang Huazhong calling her name, opened her eyes and saw that Yang Huazhong was the only one left in the carriage.

Seeing that Yang Ruoqing woke up, Yang Ruoqing also followed Dajie and got out of the car.

Yang Ruoqing lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked outside.

The carriage stopped at the entrance of an alley. The alley was a little dim. At first glance, it looked like an ancient street in Qingshui Town.

This ancient street is located in the center of the town and is relatively remote, because there are several paper-making shops hidden in this alley.

The shopkeepers of paper-making shops usually also sell coffins, so other types of shops basically don't want to be next to this type of shop.

Over time, this alley has become more remote and desolate, but such shops cannot be completely eliminated.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the daily necessities of everyone's life, but birth, old age, illness and death are also a topic that cannot be avoided.

"Qing'er, why don't you just wait for us in the carriage and don't get off. Dajie Xingwang and I will go in and buy some things and then come out." Yang Huazhong's voice came from outside the carriage again.

Yang Ruoqing guessed that her father might be worried that she would be scared coming to these shops.

But in fact, Yang Ruoqing was not afraid at all. How could she be frightened by a small paper shop or coffin shop that followed Luo Fengtang on the battlefield, where mountains of corpses and blood flowed through?

"Dad, I'm not afraid, I'll go with you." Yang Ruoqing said.

"Besides, there are some details, as Taoist Yuan has told me, I have to go and explain them to the shopkeeper of the paper shop in person."

"Okay, then get out of the car and come!"

Since Yang Ruoqing also got off the carriage, Xingwang was left at the entrance of the alley so that he could guard the carriage.

You must know that in this era, carriages are precious things. The value of a carriage for a family is much higher than that of families with many private cars in later generations.

After leaving Xingwang behind, Yang Ruoqing and Dajie followed Yang Huazhong into the alley.

Yang Ruoqing heard Dajie asking Yang Huazhong for advice: "Uncle, I see there is more than one paper-making shop in this alley. Which one should we go to?"

Yang Huazhong stopped, raised his head and glanced at the two houses diagonally opposite each other in front of him, and said, "Last time, there was something going on in the fourth room. Uncle Qing'er and I went to the house on the left."

"The paper buns are very realistic, but the shopkeeper likes to play tricks. This time, let's go to the one on the right!"

"Okay, uncle makes the decision!"

The three of them entered the paper-making shop on the right.

It was early in the morning, and most of the shops in this alley were not open, but this one was already open.

But apart from those paper things, there was not a single living person in the lobby.

Yang Huazhong shouted twice, and soon, a middle-aged man with a slight limp came out from behind a black curtain hanging half on the side. He also held a feather duster in his hand and seemed to be cleaning the shop.

"What orders do the guest officers have?"

Seeing the visitor, the middle-aged man showed a warm smile on his face.

Yang Huazhong directly explained the purpose of his visit: "We are here to buy paper bundles."

Hearing that business was coming, the middle-aged man quickly moved Yang Huazhong and others to the lobby: "Do you want ready-made paper bundles? Or do you have other requirements?"

Yang Huazhong turned his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing. Yang Ruoqing then said to the shopkeeper: "No, I don't want a ready-made one. I have a portrait here. I need it to be highly realistic. Can you do it?"

The middle-aged man patted his chest and said, "To be honest, before I took over my father's shop, I worked as a painter under the overpass in the county town!"

"Oh, by the way, my dear friend Wang, what do you call the guests?"

"Just call us the Sun family." Yang Ruoqing waved her hand.

"Let me ask you, if I draw and you pierce, how long will it take to finish it?"

"Are you guys in urgent need? If so, I can definitely get it done in three days."

"Three days won't work, I can only give you half a day."

"Half a day? That definitely won't work, unless I have three heads and six arms..."

"Triple the price."

"Your Majesty, it's not a matter of times, it's that I'm really too busy..."

"Six times."

"Sir, you are really making things difficult for me."

"Ten times." Yang Ruoqing said, "If you can't do it, I'll find someone who can."

After saying that, Yang Ruoqing turned around and prepared to leave. Wang You immediately caught up with her and blocked Yang Ruoqing's path.

"Sir, I can do it."

"We'll wait here for half a day."

"it is good!"

This Wang You was indeed a painter before, and the complete set of painting tools was ready-made, and when Yang Ruoqing saw it, she believed that he was not lying.

Because these papers, paints, and drawing boards are all professional, they are not the kind of paints and tools used in paper shops to smear a few times on a dummy's face.

She remembered that when she went to the county town before, she had indeed seen painters setting up stalls under the overpass. Maybe Wang You was among them.

Yang Ruoqing was carefully painting the portrait of the great Sun family there.

As I kept drawing, I looked left and right and noticed something was wrong.

"It doesn't feel like it." Yang Ruoqing said, "Dajie, come and try it."

Dajie has been gearing up for a long time. As a scholar, he is involved in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Daan's paintings are very good, but Daan is good at landscapes, otherwise he would have brought Daan here.

Both Yang Ruoqing and Dajie like to draw characters, but now Yang Ruoqing finds that what she is good at drawing is the kind of Q-version characters. If she is really asked to portray a real person in real life, she can't even handle shading and drawing lines well. .

It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing.

Dajie comes on stage.

He was thinking about it while he was drawing, and his work was a bit slow.

(End of this chapter)