Unparalleled Fortune in Qing Dynasty

Chapter 139 Pencil (add more)
"Emiang said that she has a severe headache, do you think I should go to Yonghe Palace to see Emiang?"

Yinzhen shook his head: "No, I went to see it once. Huang Ama said that Erniang has a headache and needs to rest. In the future, it is not a holiday, so there is no need to go to Yonghe Palace."

Tong Cheng'er nodded, it's fine if you don't go, it will really make people angry.

Yinzhen knew that his mother was really having a headache this time, but there was no disturbance in his heart at this time.

Don't worry about the Yonghe Palace, the pencil matter has also made progress.

Although Tong Cheng'er doesn't know how to make pencils, she got out the raw materials and drew an outline drawing of a pencil.

Encouraged by generous rewards, the five craftsmen made the first version of the pencil in just ten days.

Tong Cheng'er was reading the script when Ru Lan came in.

"Fu Jin, the pencil you asked the craftsman in the house to make has already been made, would you like to see it now?"

Of course we have to see it.

She put down the notebook in her hand: "Bring it here and let me have a look."

Ru Lan put the pencil on the table.

Tong Cheng'er: "Find a sharp knife."

She wants to sharpen pencils.

The knives were brought over, and she drew those knives on the pencil, which hadn't been sharpened for many years, so she had to see how to cut them.

Ru Lan watched her gesturing with the knife, and couldn't help but said: "Fu Jin, what do you want to do, let the servant come, this knife is very sharp, if it hurts you, the master will feel distressed."

Tong Cheng'er shook her head: "No need, I can do it myself."

Sharpening pencils is not a technical job, she can do it.

Then she gestured for a while and started to do it, and the facts proved that sharpening pencils is really a technical job.

A pencil was sharpened so badly that she couldn't see it, but the lead came out.

can be used.

She used a pencil to write two words on the paper. The color of the written words was like black ink. No problem, no problem, but the color was too heavy, and writing a few more lines would easily stain her hands.

It would be nice if the color could be lighter.

But such a color, but it can be used for painting.

After the experiment was over, she realized that her hands were already black.

After cleaning her hands, she said to Ru Lan, "Go to the cashier to get the silver. This pencil is well made. Each person will be rewarded with 100 taels of silver. Besides, all five of them will bring them here tomorrow. I have other orders."

Ru Lan: "Yes, Fujin."

Tong Cheng'er was very excited, and Yinzhen could feel her excitement when he came back from a business trip at night.

So he asked: "Have you encountered any happy things today? I think you look very happy."

Tong Cheng'er nodded: "It is indeed a happy thing."

Then she took Yinzhen to the study, where there was a row of sharpened pencils on the desk.

Tong Cheng'er said cheerfully, "What do you think this is?"

Yinzhen looked over, and was a little pleasantly surprised: "The pencil is made?"

Tong Cheng'er nodded: "Try it and see how it works?"

Yinzhen took a pencil and wrote on the paper.

Because she is used to writing brush characters, the characters just written with a pencil are a bit ugly, which Tong Cheng'er did not expect.

But Yinzhen didn't stop, he wrote for a long time, the more he wrote, the more beautiful he was, so he saw that it was even better than what Tong Cheng'er wrote.

Tong Cheng'er, who was watching, couldn't help sighing, she really is a god of learning, and her kung fu in this moment has directly compared her for 20 years.

Looking at the straight regular script, I wanted to "laugh" at him, but now I think I'll forget it.

Tong Cheng'er: "How do you feel?"

Yinzhen nodded: "Very good."

Only then did Yinzhen remember to ask her: "How much does this pencil cost?"

"If labor is not counted, the cost of twenty pencils is only a penny, and on the basis of this cost, improvements can be made, and the cost can be reduced by then."

Today's pencils are made of solid wood, and the wood is consumed directly after use. Tong Cheng'er wants the craftsmen to try to make a pen similar to a mechanical pencil, and then use the refill directly. This way the cost is lower.

She believes that people's wisdom is infinite, as long as they are given enough benefits, they will definitely rack their brains to make something amazing enough.

Looking at Yinzhen, and then at the pencils on the table, Tong Cheng'er suddenly felt itchy.

"Let me draw a picture for you!"

Yinzhen was puzzled, he remembered that she didn't seem to know how to draw, right?

But since she said it, Yinzhen nodded: "Okay!"

Tong Cheng'er said to Yinzhen: "Pose a pose that you think looks good."

Nice pose?
How to do this.

Finally, under Tong Cheng'er's instructions, Yinzhen sat on a chair with a book in his hand.

Tong Cheng'er took the pencil and started to move on the paper.

At the beginning, Tong Cheng'er was considered to be in the mood after wasting two pieces of paper.

It took Tong Cheng'er about an hour to paint and paint, and a decent sketch appeared.

"Okay, come over and see if you look like it?"

Yinzhen put down the book, walked to the desk, and began to look at the painting.

With just one glance, Yinzhen couldn't help but marvel, like, so much alike.

Seeing Yinzhen's shocked appearance, Tong Cheng'er said with a smile: "How is it?"

"The painting is very similar. I didn't expect you to have such painting skills."

It was beyond Yinzhen's expectation, after all, Yinzhen knew that his little Fujin was a lazy girl, and the only calligraphy she could do was forced by her mother-in-law.

"If you like it, I'll draw it for you later."

Yinzhen nodded: "I like it very much."

However, when he saw this painting, Yinzhen couldn't help but think a little more. Such a portrait that resembles a real person has too many uses.

Yinzhen asked, "Is this kind of painting technique difficult to learn?"

Tong Cheng'er shook her head: "It's not difficult to learn."

She is an example of self-taught, just put a little more thought into it. Of course, she has also watched a lot of teaching videos.

Yinzhen said directly: "If this kind of painting technique can be used to arrest criminals, it will definitely catch the most vicious people as soon as possible. If it is not difficult to learn, it can be learned by the painters in the yamen."

The pictures of the wanted criminals drawn by those painters are only somewhat similar, and the wanted people may not be able to recognize them standing in front of them.

Tong Cheng'er didn't think about it, but after what he said, coupled with the fact that he had read a lot of detective scripts, this sketch portrait can indeed be popularized in the Yamen, and it is indeed very beneficial to handling cases.

"In the future, you can find a few people who are young and have a foundation in painting, and I will teach them."

"Okay, sorry to trouble you."

Tong Cheng'er shook her head: "It's not troublesome. Besides, why are you being polite to me? If you can really catch the wanted criminal, it's a merit."

Yin Zhen nodded with a smile.

A lot of time was spent in the study, and both of them were hungry.

Yinzhen carefully put away the portrait Tong Chenger drew for him, and then the two went to eat together.

In the Qiqiao courtyard, five craftsmen each received a reward of 100 taels of silver. Looking at the white silver, all five were a little unbelievable.

The youngest among them: "Is it so easy to earn 100 taels of silver?"

In fact, being a craftsman in the prince's elder brother's mansion is not considered poor in itself, but it is 100 taels, and they feel as if they have not done anything.

Ten days of hard work can get a hundred taels of silver.

Some are not real.

Dong Cheng was the most stable, and he said: "Since Fujin gave it, it means that what we made is worth the price, Fujin is generous, and we must work hard in the future, or else more people will replace us."

The other four nodded in agreement.

This is right, Fujin's instructions on what to do are clear and clear, at most they can use their brains, and if they do well, they can get so much money, so they will naturally work hard.

Otherwise, there are more than 20 craftsmen left in the mansion, and any one can replace them.

　Ask for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)