Saltpeter can not only be used to make ice and gunpowder, but also to make pigments.
Jiang Mingyue needed pastel paint, and the servant went to the market but couldn't buy even half a pound.
After careful inquiries, I found out that the goods were bought out by the wealthy boss Han, and all merchants are currently restocking.
Inspiration waits for no one, and Jiang Mingyue, who was eager to create, came over without stopping.
I happened to see a child circling a tall black horse, which looked quite dangerous.
The actual situation is indeed very dangerous.
Xiao Hei escaped from prison skillfully and only went home after he had enough fun outside.
Afraid of being caught by his pretty boy master, he rushed into the yard, but was stopped by a little kid.
At a critical moment of life and death, anyone who blocks the road without reason will be treated as an enemy.
Xiao Hei was not a gentle horse. With a quick turn, his long tail whipped over.
But Xiao Hei, who had poor eyesight, misjudged the enemy's height, and ended up being shot in vain.
The little guy was unaware of the danger that had just occurred and thought that the tall horse was teasing him, so he chased the black horse in circles without fear of death.
Jiang Mingyue looked at the fearless kid like a newborn calf, and risked being kicked away by the dark horse, and hugged him in her arms.
The expected pain did not come. When Jiang Mingyue opened her eyes cautiously, there was no trace of the dark horse in front of her.
Seeing the "stumbling block" removed, Xiao Hei jumped back to the stable, opened his mouth wide, started eating grass, pretending that he had never left.
Jiang Mingyue didn't dare to mess with the dark horse because that guy was too big.
Looking at the naughty child nestling quietly in her arms, Jiang Mingyue immediately perked up. If I can't provoke the dark horse, why can't I provoke you?
Logically speaking, it is indeed impossible to offend him, but Jiang Mingyue does not know the true identity of the naughty kid yet.
Jiang Mingyue, who bullies the weak and fears the strong, scolds the naughty child. She makes the child cry and then starts to comfort him embarrassedly.
In the stable, Xiao Hei was leisurely chewing fresh grass, treating the two, one big and one small, as a side dish.
Han Zeyu, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, kicked the man to the ground.
Jiang Mingyue involuntarily knelt down and bowed to the naughty kid.
Is Han Zeyu the reincarnation of a wild donkey? This kick almost sent him into the stable.
Han Zeyu walked to the stable and took a look, but didn't find anything unusual, and there was no frost in any corner.
What a pity. If there was any pure natural ground cream, I could give some to Jiang Mingyue.
If you want the saltpeter in his hands, you will have to pay a price.
Han Zeyu, whose head was full of bad ideas, was not paying attention when his thigh was hugged.
He picked the man up with one hand and looked at him carefully. Isn't this Ma Zhao's son? A typical second-generation official.
Han Zeyu boasts that he is extremely popular with children, but few children will approach him on their own initiative. This kid has good taste and even dares to cling to him.
Jiang Mingyue asked sincerely, "Do you know this child?"
Han Zeyu said casually, "I know him. He's the young master of Captain Ma's family."
Jiang Mingyue...
Oh no, he's in trouble.
Han Zeyu grabbed Jiang Mingyue who was trying to escape and said, "Come back!"
"Why are you running? Draw me some pictures. It's just saltpeter. You can have as much as you want."
Jiang Mingyue remembered Han Zeyu's hobby of reading coloring books, and immediately became alert: "That's not necessary, I'll find a way myself."
"Don't you want to know what I want you to draw?"
"I don't want to know."
"Oh~ you guessed it."
"No, I didn't guess."
"Xiao Jiang, life is still a long way to go. You need to be more open-minded."
Jiang Mingyue wanted to say that he was too narrow-minded. If he really entered this industry, his father would break his legs.
As long as Han Zeyu doesn't let go, Jiang Mingyue can't escape.
He was not in a hurry and analyzed the pros and cons in an orderly manner.
"When you're in the underworld, you have no control over your own destiny. Who uses their real name these days? Give yourself a code name and enter the picture book world. You'll definitely be able to carve out a place for yourself."
"No, no, thank you Lord Han for your appreciation. Lord Qingbai has a unique style, and his personal painter is quite good. Why don't you go and work with him?"
Han Zeyu rolled his eyes and thought to himself, if Su Shien was willing to help me draw, why would it be your turn to refuse?
The two of them went back and forth, pulling each other to the limit.
The kid who was left out interrupted: "Uncle, can you draw?"
The two adults said in unison: "Children, stay out of interfering in adult matters."
Su Shien returned home and Ma Zhao came to pick up the child. The two walked together. As soon as they entered the door, they heard a "rustling" sound, which was the sound of cloth breaking.
The well-trained Su Shien immediately covered his eyes and refused to look at anything inappropriate.
Ma Zhao was confused. Your husband molested a young man from a decent family in broad daylight and tore his clothes in front of you, and you didn't do anything about it?
Han Zeyu looked at the strip of cloth in his hand and handed it back to Jiang Mingyue with a dark face.
"Don't be angry. Even if the deal doesn't go through, there's still righteousness. Just use it to cover your face."
Jiang Mingyue snatched the cloth strip, covered her face in grief and anger and ran away.
Su Shien sighed repeatedly. Mr. Jiang's reputation was fading, and his path to becoming single was probably a long way off.
After the father and son reunited in triumph, Ma Zhao made an unwelcome request, wanting his son to learn martial arts from Uncle Zhong.
Han Zeyu raised his eyebrows. Wouldn’t that make him Zeli’s junior apprentice?
"It's not me who's accepting you as a disciple, so it's useless for you to tell me."
Ma Zhao wanted his son to become Han Zeyu's disciple, but he knew that was impossible, so he had to settle for the second best and thought of Uncle Zhong, who was calm, experienced and had a wide network of contacts.
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