Chapter 128 Forgive My Stupidity
The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were all bought by Mr. Shen and his friends yesterday. The Shen family are all scholars, so they will inevitably use them, so they have to buy them no matter how expensive they are, but they just don't buy much.
Shen Qingqian was not used to using a brush, so she burned tree branches and used them as charcoal pencils.
There was not much money at home, so we bought the cheapest paper, which cost two hundred coins per piece. This time we only bought one piece of paper.
In order to avoid waste, Shen Qingqian was particularly careful when painting so that both sides could be utilized, but the rough side would be more difficult to paint.
She was concentrating on painting when the light in front of her eyes dimmed and then Cheng San's very recognizable voice rang in her ears, "What are you painting?"
His voice is deep and mellow, with a hint of boyishness, which makes it hard to forget once you hear it. He is comparable to the voice actors in modern love games.
Shen Qingqian didn't even raise her head, "Something that turns the ground."
"Turning the soil," Sheng Ze asked curiously, "can't we use a hoe and a plow?"
Shen Qingqian raised her eyes and said with a polite smile, "Please don't block the light, thank you."
This room was dark and ventilated. She was sitting at the door, using a stone as a stool to draw on a wooden board. She was already feeling uncomfortable, and with him blocking the light, how could she draw?
Sheng Ze was bending over at this time, wanting to see what Shen Qingqian had drawn. When he heard this, his body stiffened slightly, and he quickly took a step sideways and half-knelt beside her.
"It's not blocked now, right?" Sheng Ze asked seriously after squatting down.
Shen Qingqian was about to finish her painting, so she had no intention of talking to him. She just nodded perfunctorily and continued painting.
Sheng Ze could see that this girl was simply annoyed with him and didn't want to be disturbed by him. No wonder all the children of the Shen family were in the house and no one came out. They must be afraid of disturbing her.
So, Sheng Ze stopped talking and silently looked at what Shen Qingqian was writing.
But the more he looked at it, the weirder it seemed. How could he not understand what she drew? Was this really what she saw in the book she brought back from the Ministry of Industry?
Shen Qingqian added the last stroke, picked up the paper and checked it again, nodding with satisfaction, "Almost done."
"The painting is done," Sheng Ze's voice sounded behind him.
Shen Qingqian was almost startled, and turned around and said with a hint of complaint: "Brother Cheng, can you make some noise before you speak next time?"
"Sorry, I will pay attention next time." Sheng Ze paused and said sincerely.
Shen Qingqian didn't really blame him. She had just finished drawing the picture and wanted to find someone to ask about the situation.
Remembering that the propeller fan was made by him and Cheng Yun, Shen Qingqian quickly held the blueprint in front of him like a treasure, "Brother Cheng, take a look, can the thing on this blueprint be made?"
Sheng Ze took the drawing and looked at it carefully again, looking at Shen Qingqian with difficulty, "Forgive my ignorance, but I don't recognize these two things that Sixth Miss drew."
If you don’t know how to make it, of course you don’t know what materials to use, and naturally it’s hard to say whether you can make it.
The last time Shen Qingqian drew the propeller fan, he also drew the raft, which meant there was a usage scenario, and Sheng Ze saw its use at a glance.
But this time the painting only showed tools and parts, nothing else, which made Sheng Ze completely confused.
Shen Qingqian blinked and saw confusion in his eyes. It seemed that he really knew nothing about these two things.
But that's not right. Didn't the harrow have been around for a long time? She just drew an improved version that would save more effort and be easier to make. How could Cheng San not recognize it?
Shen Qingqian drew a modified version of the moldboard plow and a lighter and more compact harrow.
Considering that most of the people who were pioneering the land were women, Shen Qingqian took the drawings given by the system into comprehensive consideration, changed some dimensions, and reassembled some parts to make the finished product more convenient for women to use.
Although the appearance has changed a little, it is not to the point of being unrecognizable in her opinion.
Unless the world doesn't have these two things yet.
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