Getting rich starts at the age of three and a half

Chapter 340

Fang Cheng and Xiao Zhi came to say goodbye to Gou Qi.

Of course, Fang Cheng was the only one to bid farewell, because it was almost Chinese New Year and he was going back.

Xiao Zhi's grandfather is here, so he doesn't plan to go back.

Gou Qi accepted the enlightenment book that Xiao Zhi and the others brought, and then gave Xiao Zhi a copy of their handwriting practice cloth.

Then I packed a lot of small food from her family for Fang Cheng, saying that it was for Fang Cheng to eat on the road.

Fang Cheng was not polite to her either. He collected the things and looked at Gou Qi's handwriting. It was indeed better than before, but the improvement was limited, but it was still an improvement.

"I'll find some copybooks for you when I go back." Fang Cheng didn't dislike how ugly Gou Qi's handwriting was, but thought that Gou Qi's blind practice should make progress very slowly, so it's better to practice according to the copybooks.

"Okay, thank you brother Xiaocheng first, I'll wait for you to come back." Gou Qi smiled, Fang Cheng's cute appearance made Fang Cheng want to take this little girl back with him.

"Well, I'll be back as soon as possible." Fang Cheng knew that if he couldn't take Gou Qi away, he could only come back earlier by himself.

"That's what you said, come back earlier, maybe you can catch up with my off-season harvest.

Brother Rong Song said that he would come back early to see how the harvest of my family's field is doing. "

What Gou Qi said was unintentional, but Fang Cheng secretly decided in his heart that he must come back before the rice is ripe.

"Well, I also try my best to come back sooner." Fang Cheng also promised Gou Qi to come back sooner.

The next day his carriage home left Banshan College.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, the Banshan College has become quite deserted.

Xiao Zhi was bored all by himself, and remembered that he brought back two pieces of cloth from Gou Qi yesterday, so he wanted to try it, so he took the cloth and gestured on his desk, and before he could get a pen to write on it, Dean Xiao asked Appeared.

"Although it's almost Chinese New Year, you can't waste your studies. Besides, how can you, a man, mess around with these things from your daughter's house?"

"Grandpa, this is not something from my daughter's house. This is what I got back from Qiqi."

"Practice calligraphy? What kind of calligraphy can be practiced with these two pieces of cloth? Did that girl from the Gou family make it?" Dean Xiao habitually scolded Xiao Zhi first, and then remembered to confirm whether it was Gou Qi who made it.

"Yeah, that's the only Kiki I know." Xiao Zhi snatched the cloth from Dean Xiao, spread it out again, then picked up a brush and dipped it in clean water to start writing.

"No ink?" Dean Xiao knew from his posture that he was going to use actions to tell him how to write.

"Well, no ink." After Xiao Zhi finished speaking, he wrote the word "Yong" on the white cloth.

When practicing calligraphy, write "Yong" which is the basis of connection. Yesterday Gou Qi and the others were writing this character.

The pen tip with water wets the white cloth, and then reveals the color of the black cloth underneath, as if writing an ink-colored character on the cloth.

"Although this method can save ink, it can't be used after the cloth is wet."

"Yes, but the water on the nib is actually not much, and it will dry up after a little baking.

Qiqi and the others just exchanged a few sheets of cloth for writing, and hung the wet ones by the charcoal stove to bake.

It can be reused in this way, which is actually very convenient.

My cousin said that there are many poor students in the academy, in order to save paper and pens, they use sand table branches to practice calligraphy, which is much better than sand table branches. "

While Xiao Zhi was saying this, he took the wet cloth he had just written to the small charcoal stove in his room and roasted it.

It is true that there is less water on the nib, so that the cloth dries up after a little baking, so he can write again.

(End of this chapter)