The queen who wears books always wants to bully me

Chapter 336 Do you have any last words?

The thrush powder used in this dynasty is made of this graphite, which is much easier to use than Shidai powder.

Mu Wan held a plate of graphite powder, smiled happily, and praised him for his thoughtfulness, and then fiddled with making pencil leads by herself, to see if she could make a pencil out of it.

If it works, maybe it can be made into an eyebrow pencil.

Thinking that this was another business opportunity to make money, Mu Wan became more involved, and then discussed with Fu Si, studied and discussed together, experimented a few times, and it turned out to be a success.

Holding the first pencil she made, Mu Wan immediately tried to draw a black and white sketch of a beautiful woman in ancient costume, and she was pleasantly surprised, "Look, how is my drawing?"

Her sketching skills are still good, so far this one is the most satisfying, if it is colored, it will be perfect.

Fu Si and Chu Bei looked at the painting and brush in her hand, their eyes were shocked, a little unbelievable, the thrushstone can also make a brush?
Moreover, it is so convenient to use this kind of pen, not only can draw a complicated picture quickly, but also clean and tidy, with meticulous lines and clear curves, and the characters drawn are lifelike and lifelike.

Wouldn't the border map drawn with this pen be more detailed?

Chu Bei's eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately thought of this purpose, so he asked the workshop to produce a batch immediately.

"You want to use this pen to draw border defense maps?"

"Well, can't you?"

"No, I just think you're too smart. You can draw inferences from one instance, and your brain turns really fast."

The corners of Chu Bei's lips twitched slightly, "The emperor came up with this pencil, and the emperor is the one who is so smart."

Mu Wan smiled and said, "Half of this is due to Fu Si."

I have to admit that Fu Si is indeed a genius. He understands these things as soon as he talks about them, and he knows a lot. With his advice, she can make pencils smoothly.

Fu Si smiled and said, "Only the emperor can think of these things."

"It's just opportunistic." Mu Wan's eyes flickered slightly.

"If you want to use it to draw border defense maps, I suggest adding non-fading ink to try, so that it is not easy to fade and can be preserved better."

Fu Si and Chu Bei nodded, feeling that it was necessary, ink and graphite powder would melt in water.

The only ink that does not dissolve in water is the pine smoke ink treasure that is produced by burning a thousand-year-old pine.

That stuff is more expensive.

The two immediately wanted to go out of the palace to experiment in the workshop.

Mu Wan asked them to make eyebrow pencils for her to show, and if possible, they will sell them together in convenience stores.

Chu Beidao, "What about the transparent glass piece you mentioned, you give us the secret recipe, and I will arrange for someone to try firing it."

Mu Wan looked at him and narrowed his eyes slightly, "Okay, just wait, I'll write it for you now."

As she spoke, she used a pencil to write all over a piece of paper for him.

"..."

This pencil can not only draw, but also write.

The speed is faster than writing with a brush, and the written fonts are thinner, which takes up much less paper than writing with a brush.

Not only convenient, but also save paper.

This surprise is even more delightful.

Chu Bei took it over and glanced at it, raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and curled his lips slightly, "The emperor's handwriting has become more neat and beautiful."

So the ugly handwriting she wrote before is really a problem with the brush?

Fu Si nodded again and again, and finally made a lot of progress. The handwriting is beautiful, the handwriting is neat, and the strokes are sonorous, which is really good.

Mu Wan blushed slightly, and poked the talkative Chu Fox hard, "My calligraphy is not bad now, okay?"

She often reviews the notebooks, and she has practiced it.

Chu Bei frowned, and said with a little affection, "Well, the emperor has made a lot of progress. If you want to eat, I will bring it from outside the palace."

Mu Wan snorted softly, deliberately making things difficult for him, and said, "I want to eat duck necks."

"..."

Can't we have something normal?
Chu Bei raised his forehead, "I have someone do it for you."

"Slightly spicy."

Mu Wan twitched the corners of her lips, and silently delivered the secret recipe for duck neck, so as not to waste something that didn't suit the taste.

"Your majesty can think of anything." Fu Si looked at the recipe for the duck neck, his eyebrows and eyes twitched, first it was stuffed dog intestines, now it was duck neck.

There are also hot pot, casserole porridge, pencils, facial mask, hand cream, toothpaste, toothbrush, soap, balm and so on.

She can think of these things that others can't think of.

He suspected that there was nothing she couldn't think of.

Mu Wan's eyes flickered slightly, and she touched her nose, "I just like to use my brain."

She can say these things because she has used them in her previous life, and because she often watches the videos. There are all kinds of strange things in them, and things with a lot of common sense in life. After watching too much, she will naturally remember them in her mind. Unfortunately, she has an excellent memory. This will come in handy.

The two looked at each other, no doubt about him.

Chu Bei put away the duck neck recipe and looked at her, "Your Majesty, don't forget the homework assigned by me, I will check it when I come back."

Mu Wan pouted slightly, a little depressed, "Got it."

Seeing this, Chu Bei and Fu Si smiled and shook their heads.

Then he left the palace with the secret recipe.

Xia Houjin and the others followed suit after learning about it.

However, they split into two groups. Xia Houjin and Situ Mo took the duck neck secret recipe and went to the hot pot restaurant first, and asked them to make it. They also went to visit Su Ran to see how he was injured.

Xiao Ci, Fu Si, and Chu Bei went to the workshop.

...

At this time, a girl in red and black hair was riding a horse, accompanied by only two attendants and a little girl, and came out to eat hot pot.

"The princess has arrived."

The little girl glanced at the plaque of the No. [-] Hot Pot Restaurant in Beijing and said.

Wearing a veil, the Ninth Princess of Nanliang quickly got off her horse, raised her eyebrows, and walked into the hot pot restaurant with the girl.

An attendant led the horse to park it.

A follower closely followed the two for personal protection.

They went in first, and then a carriage stopped in front of the door.

Xia Houjin and Situ Mo jumped out of the carriage.

The dark guard drove the carriage to the back door.

The two entered the hot pot restaurant together.

As soon as they reached the upper floor, someone was suddenly kicked out from the No. [-] private room and smashed at them. There was a shocking whip mark on the boy's body.

Xia Houjin hurriedly caught the boy, frowned and said, "What's going on?"

The little servant covered the burning wounds on his face, and cried out, "Master, Eldest Son, you are here, someone is causing trouble in the store, saying that the hot pot restaurant will be demolished."

That girl has a hot temper, and she whips people if she disagrees with her. Mother, it hurts to death!
The young man grinned his teeth in pain as he looked at the private room, not daring to approach him out of fear.

Xia Houjin and Situ Mo looked at each other, then squinted their beautiful phoenix eyes, and went upstairs together into the private room, to see who was so bold as to make trouble on their territory.

"Ask your boss to come and see this princess."

When she entered, the girl threw things angrily and lost her temper.

Suddenly a vase was thrown at them, and the two turned sideways, and the vase fell to their feet, smashing it to pieces.

Xia Houjin looked at the vase, and suddenly felt an evil fire in her heart. These things were carefully selected by him.

Thinking of him, he said angrily, "This son is here, what last words do you have?"

(End of this chapter)