The moment the idea of ​​making advertising illustrations came to Su Yun'er, she felt her mind become much clearer.

Since many passersby don't know what to buy in the store or aren't interested in going in to take a look, why not just display the items and put them in the most conspicuous place at the entrance?

In my past life, many restaurants would create window displays that mimicked the food they sold inside, making them look just like the real thing. These were displayed in glass windows so that passersby could see them and be attracted by the realistic food, thus entering the store to taste it.

Su Yun'er is not yet capable of making lifelike props; the conditions for making lifelike props are lacking in this era.

However, the advertisements are very simple.

In her past lives, Su Yun'er and her friends, along with countless others, were drawn into the store by the advertisements and ended up making purchases.

Food advertisements emphasize visual appeal and the ability to stimulate the viewer's appetite.

Today, classes are resuming, and Su Yun'er immediately got up and went out without even eating breakfast.

"Hey, Little Tree's mother, where are you going?" Old Mrs. Chen asked, peeking out of the kitchen window when she heard the noise.

"Mother, I'm going to the city."

What are you going to the city for?

"Go buy some things!" As she said this last sentence, Su Yun'er had already walked out the gate and onto the outside of the courtyard wall.

She needed to hurry to the city to buy some paintbrushes, paints, and drawing paper.

In her previous life, when she was a child, Su Yun'er's parents had enrolled her in some extracurricular classes.

This included painting classes. Although I didn't learn anything very advanced, I did get started and mastered the basics of painting.

Later, during her university years, she also studied traditional Chinese painting for a few days by following online video tutorials, and also researched watercolor painting for a few days.

He dabbled in one thing and did another, and although he didn't learn anything well in the end, at least he gained some understanding of drawing.

When she arrived in the city, almost all the shops were open, and the bookstores selling writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones were also open.

Su Yun'er also consulted the shop assistant and eventually bought some fine wolf-hair brushes, some basic-colored ink sticks, and some drawing paper and sized Xuan paper.

Gongbi painting is more suitable for advertising illustrations. Compared with freehand painting, Gongbi painting presents a more neat and delicate picture.

In Su Yun'er's understanding, freehand brushwork emphasizes artistic conception, while meticulous brushwork emphasizes realism.

Then you can draw steaming hot buns that are even plumper than white ones, or refreshing and cool fruit juice, or sweet and adorable candied hawthorns, or large dumplings with rich broth, or noodles with chewy texture and abundant ingredients.

And so on.

With the desired advertising effect already in mind, Su Yun'er felt even more eager to try it out.

However, no matter how much theory and imagination she has, Su Yun'er herself hasn't held a paintbrush for many years. If she wants to achieve the effect she wants, she still needs to practice hard.

I returned home with a bunch of tools, and the children had already arrived one after another, each reading, memorizing, reviewing, or previewing their lessons.

Following the schedule before her vacation, Su Yun'er checked the students' understanding of the previously learned material before beginning to teach the new lessons.

After the morning classes were finished, Su Yun'er assigned homework for the children to review on their own. Usually at this time, Su Yun'er would leisurely pull up a recliner and relax under the grapevines, but she wasn't there today.

She found some leftover wood from the storage room after the renovation, selected the right pieces, and spent an hour hammering and tinkering to make an easel for herself.

The easel was the perfect height for Su Yun'er. She placed a sheet of paper on the easel and began her painting rehabilitation.

***

That day, after having breakfast, Sun Wanqing chatted with Old Madam Huo for a while. Old Madam Huo then became sleepy, so Sun Wanqing naturally returned to her own courtyard.

The weather was hot, and when Sun Wanqing returned to her room, her forehead and neck were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

After taking off her outer garment and quickly tidying herself up, Sun Wanqing changed into a set of light clothes, lay back on the bed, and lazily read a book.

Chunrou and Xiazhi stayed by her side. Chunrou was doing needlework, while Xiazhi took out a set of dominoes and started playing with them.

The three of them, master and servant, were all listless, chatting idly.

"Oh, it's so hot. I miss the refreshing dessert that Su Niangzi made last time. It was sweet and refreshing, and icy cold. It's perfect for a bowl right now."

Xia rested her chin on the back of her hand, her eyes sparkling, reminiscing about the bowl of refreshing dessert she had just had.

"Oh right, you reminded me. Grandmother had the kitchen make some fresh pastries today. Chunrou, go pick up a box and send it to Sister Yun'er while they're still fresh and delicious."

"Yes," Chunrou replied, put down what she was holding, and went out.

As Chunrou walked to the courtyard gate, she ran into a little girl who looked to be about ten years old.

The girl was carrying a food box and was about to enter the courtyard.

"Greetings, Sister Chunrou." The little girl looked extremely clever. "I was just about to go into the courtyard to bother you, Sister Chunrou."

"What's wrong?" Chunrou asked with a smile, helping her up.