Ji Changying nodded, and went down the mountain and went home satisfied.
She took some charcoal home and planned to make charcoal pencils for writing.
The planting summary that King Qianping has not started yet!
Watching her walk down the mountain, Ji Shilin squatted on the ground, clutching his head in agony: "I'm not a human! How can I listen?"
Ji Shishan and Ji Shitou looked at their eldest brother in confusion: "What did you hear?"
"I've memorized all the steps for making charcoal!"
"Huh? How did you remember all of that?"
Ji Shishan looked at his elder brother in surprise. Why didn't he remember anything?
"What should we do? Why don't you just forget about it? If mother knew about this, she would probably beat us to death!" Ji Shitou's face was full of fear.
Ji Shilin scratched his head in pain and said solemnly, "I want to forget it, but... I can't! I'll go to Fengshou to apologize to him tonight."
Ji Shishan slapped his eldest brother on the head twice: "Forget it, forget it quickly..."
When Ji Changying returned, Zhou was squatting on the side watching Master Zheng and others work with great interest.
Mrs. Hu had just finished preparing breakfast in the morning and had to start preparing lunch for so many people. She was very busy.
She fetched a basin of water, put the selected charcoal into the water and stirred it continuously with a stick until foam appeared in the basin. Then she kept the foam and poured out the water.
Repeat this process several times to make sure there are no impurities in the charcoal. After it becomes soft and easy to use, place the processed charcoal on the table, wrap it with a wet cloth, and then gently squeeze it with another wet cloth.
When it is almost done, cut it into appropriate lengths and the charcoal pencil is finished.
She took out the straw paper from the space and cut it into the size she wanted, then asked Mrs. Hu for needle and thread to sew the book into shape.
She tried the charcoal pencil on paper and found that the slightly harder feel was more suitable for her.
The font that looked like a dark mass of ink before now looks pleasing to the eye.
Seeing that he could finally write decent words, Ji Changying almost cried with excitement.
Finally I can save my face.
After working so hard to go to school for so long, I almost became illiterate after liberation!
She can finally clear her name!
"Third brother! Third brother!" Ji Changying took her charcoal pencil and notebook and went to find Ji Minghao.
"What's wrong?" Seeing the excited expression on her face, her three brothers all surrounded her.
"See? These are the charcoal pencils and notebooks I made!" Ji Changying proudly shook the two things in his hands.
Ji Minghao's eyes lit up: "Is this the book you mentioned before?"
He took it and took a look, and found it was indeed very convenient.
Holding it on his waist for a moment, Ji Minghao excitedly said, "This notebook should be made smaller. Then I can hang it around my waist and take notes anytime! That's great!"
Ji Changying nodded: "Yes, how about making it as big as you want? Isn't it convenient?"
Ji Changchuan took it and took a look at it: "I want it too!"
Ji Mingxuan coughed dryly and said, "I want it too."
Ji Mingxue was obviously much more shameless: "Hey, give me one too! I want your size!"
Is this a problem?
This is not it!
Ji Changying agreed immediately and took the charcoal pencil to You Tianming to tell him about his idea of wrapping the charcoal pencil with a layer of wood.
After explaining it clearly, You Tianming thought about it for a moment and then started to do it.
By the time Ji Changying finished sewing the notebooks, You Tianming had actually made a pencil based on Ji Changying's description!
"Do you think it's like this?"
After listening to Ji Changying's words, You Tianming chose cedar wood, a soft and lightweight wood. He cut the charcoal into the size of a charcoal pencil according to its length, thickness and shape, cut the cedar wood into two halves, applied pigskin glue on it and closed it.
“That’s it!”
Ji Changying didn't expect that You Tianming could finish it so quickly, and was a little surprised.
"Nothing much, just little things."
You Tianming smiled slightly, with a hint of pride on his face.
Thinking that this was a descendant of the Qu family, Ji Changying also felt that he was wasting his talent.
Each person was given a notebook. Ji Changying handed the prepared notebook and pen to Ji Fengyi and showed him her handwriting with a serious face: "Uncle! I wasn't used to that pen before. Look at my handwriting, it's not ugly at all!"
Ji Fengyi took it and looked at it, his brows knitted together.
Why is there such a big difference with the same hand?
The words I wrote with a brush before looked like dog crawling, but those written with charcoal pencil actually have some elegance.
"Did you really write this?"
Ji Changying scribbled two more characters on the paper right in front of him: "I'm not taking the imperial examination, nor am I going to be an official, so please don't force me to practice calligraphy, okay?"
Ji Fengyi sighed, "Well, that's all! Your handwriting is so chaotic and disjointed, it really hurts the eyes."
…
Why are you making personal attacks when nothing is wrong?
After getting the pen, she spent the whole day summarizing the methods of growing soybeans, and her writing was more detailed and clear than the one she sent to Tongzhou.
The main crops in the Dali Dynasty so far were rice, millet, sorghum, wheat, and beans.
High-yield potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn had not yet entered the Dali Dynasty.
And her space is full of plants.
Thinking of this, Ji Changying paused her writing hand and shook her head. She threw away the distracting thoughts in her mind and began to concentrate on finishing the unfinished product in her hand.
In the evening, Ji Changying was sitting cross-legged and practicing internal energy when he suddenly heard an unusual noise.
Two men in black walked through her yard and went to the next door.
The two men covered their bodies with everything except their eyes, and approached the room in the yard cautiously with knives in hand.
Ji Changying couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Who lives next door? Why would someone go there to seek revenge?
Just when she thought that the two men were about to come in with knives, the door of the next room flashed, and a figure rushed out at an extremely fast speed. With a flash of silver light, two men in black fell down with hidden weapons stuck in their eyebrows.
Ji Changying gasped.
This person's speed is so fast!
Even her mental power didn't see anyone, and the two men in black were already dead.
She was distracted for only a moment before the people in the yard suddenly turned their heads and looked in her direction: "Who's there?"
Ji Changying was surprised again and quickly withdrew his mental power.
That person is blind!
The space where the eyeballs used to be is now empty.
Despite this, Ji Changying still did not dare to underestimate the other party.
The opponent was able to kill the two men in black accurately with one move, which shows that in addition to being very skilled, he also has a very sharp sense.
Could this person be her neighbor?
Ji Changying was a little unsure. She hadn't heard any movement from next door for such a long time. How could someone suddenly appear in the middle of the night?
She couldn't help her curiosity and cautiously extended her mental tentacles again.
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