Houmen Fenghua: Meet the best evil mother-in-law

Chapter 206 Ancient Edition Coloring Book by Numbers

"Yes, Second Master." Mo Shu responded.

Yao Erye tried to draw a few simple ones, and gradually found the feeling. He thought the children's version of the coloring book was boring, so he put his goal on the "digital coloring book" next to it.

When he opened the color crossword, he found that it was the work of the famous Zhao Shaoxian, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Of course, since it is a digital coloring picture, it is naturally not a complete work, but adapted from Zhao Shaoxian's famous landscape painting. Places marked with numbers...

Yao Erye looked at the painting, and then at the ink book: "Are you sure, this is Zhao Shaoxian's work?"

"Yes, Er Ye, this work is indeed adapted from the work of Zhao Shaoxian, a master of calligraphy and painting. I specially found a particularly good counterfeiter and asked him to copy one, and then asked someone to change it into a digital one. Coloring..."

The ink book is very honest, saying that this work is definitely not as good as Zhao Shaoxian's original work, but the mold is that mold, and if the color is painted well, the effect will be very good.

It is impossible to ask for some fairy spirit, but it is only for "looking good", so there is no such big requirement, even if it is more crafty, it is nothing.

Looking at the work that covered the entire desk, Yao Erye said: "This is a big project, even for an adult, it takes a day or two, I'm afraid it won't work all at once? Mo Shu, are you sure you can do it all at once? Is this something for children to play with?"

"Back to the second master, this one is not. Coloring is a very interesting thing. If children like it, adults will also like it, but compared with children's paintings, adults prefer more exquisite paintings. So the master ordered, In addition to some simple introductory works, I also specially produced some more advanced and complex works..." Mo Shu pointed to the picture in front of Yao Erye, and said, "The picture in front of Second Master Yao is the advanced work produced so far. .”

"So that's it. Let me just say, how could such a complicated work be drawn by a child..." Second Master Yao heaved a sigh of relief. If Mo Shu told him that it was a child's work, he would be embarrassed to do it. .

Whether other people can complete this work, but he saw that there are so many numbers on it, and so many grids, large and small, the pressure is still quite high.

It’s okay if you paint it well, but if you don’t paint it well, it’s not as good as a child, wouldn’t it be a shame?

The distance from Zhuangzi to Yao's mansion is not short, Second Master Yao reckoned that Uncle Yao would not come back so soon, so he let the ink book go down, and used this digital coloring picture to pass the time.

Even though Second Master Yao is not very good at reading, he has learned chess, piano, calligraphy and painting, and the six arts of a gentleman, but he is not as good as his elder brother.

"This number is quite strange, and I don't know who invented it..." Erye Yao glanced at the Arabic numerals on the work, and didn't think much about it. He just thought it was used to mark the color, and he didn't use it for a while. It is associated with numbers such as one, two, three, four, five.

Once a person finds something he likes, it is easy to get immersed in it, like Yao Erye.

Originally, he just painted it, but he didn't expect to see the color on the painting take shape little by little. He actually had a strange sense of accomplishment, and the more he painted, the more he worked hard.

When his arms became sore and he raised his head, it was actually dark outside.

Second Master Yao was a little surprised, no wonder he felt the light in the room dimmed, it turned out that it was almost night.Although the servants lit candles, how could the candles compare with the daylight, it was somewhat darker.

"Why is it so late? Where's the uncle? Has he not come yet?"

Second Master Yao put down his paintbrush and asked someone to call over the ink book.

"Go back to the second master, the uncle has not come back yet."

"Haven't come back yet?" Second Master Yao frowned, calculated the itinerary, from Zhuangzi to Yao's Mansion, no matter how much his elder brother talked to his mother Gu Qingling, it wouldn't be dark and he still hadn't appeared, right?

Did something happen?
Just as he thought this way, there was movement outside.

A servant ran in quickly to report that it was Uncle Yao who had come.

"Why are you here so late?"

"Go in and talk."

Uncle Yao had no expression on his face and let Second Master Yao enter the house.

Second Master Yao was a little unhappy. If he hadn't had a number coloring book to pass the time, wouldn't he have been waiting for nothing this afternoon?

He frowned and sat on the chair to see what Uncle Yao would explain to him.

Uncle Yao asked his servants to go out and sent his close relatives to watch the door outside, then he briefly told Second Master Yao about his conversation with Gu Qingling.

"So... this matter is actually not as serious as you said?" Second Master Yao looked at Uncle Yao with a weird expression, "Don't tell me, you just said these words to your mother when you came back from a long trip. If there is nothing else, there must be an explanation for this matter, right?"

"I know, so I asked someone to check the situation of other bookstores in Jinling." Coming out of Gu Qingling's room, Uncle Yao was in a daze for a while.

Although he was temporarily fooled by Gu Qingling, he was not stupid, and quickly arranged for people to investigate various bookstores in Jinling.What he told Yao Erye before was just the printing method he saw in ancient books. No one knows whether people have improved after so many years.

Perhaps, as his mother said, in fact, everyone has improved a long time ago, but because they don't want to be this "early bird", so...

The time is too short, and it is unrealistic to investigate clearly all at once, but Uncle Yao managed to find out the daily printing volume of some bookstores.

Obviously, the speed of printing volume and the level of requirements are directly linked to the price of books.

Everything is inferior, only reading is high. The books in this Jinling Bookstore are not cheap. Even a novel that is the most unpopular among orthodox scholars can be exchanged for a catty of meat.

Second Master Yao listened to Uncle Yao's talk for a long time, finally figured out the price, and said a little speechlessly: "Then according to what you want, you can either discard it or keep it a secret so that outsiders don't know about it. Is that what you mean?" ? Brother, if you say it like this, don’t you think you’re thinking too much?”

Second Master Yao directly stated that the reason why Uncle Yao was worried was that there would be too many books printed by movable type printing, which would make books cheaper and shake the status of the family, but the problem was that their bookstore did not plan to print such a large book Quantity.

Moreover, as far as he knew before, their books still need to be accompanied by pictures, and things like extension boards can't escape, at most, it's just plain text...

"Our bookstore is so small, no matter how powerful it is, it's impossible to pack all the books in the world. This is one of them."

"Secondly, the cost of this kind of book with pictures will only be higher. If the bookstore wants to make money, it will definitely not be sold cheaply. People from poor families will not choose this kind of book, so you are worried about supporting the foundation of the family. , is completely overthinking."

"Thirdly, if this matter is really so serious, it is impossible for mother to leave it to you and leave it alone. It must be that the matter is not as serious as you said, and you are thinking too much."

……

Is he really thinking too much?Uncle Yao was at a loss.

He only thought about the power of movable type printing, but he really forgot that no matter how fast it can print books, the bookshop in their house is just a small bookshop.

(End of this chapter)