webnovelfull Chapter 119 New Toys
Chapter 119 New Toys
The mother was so tired that she sat down to rest, but she was reluctant to leave. She wanted to wait and see what the finished product of her daughter would be.
The next step is to press the pine ink mud into thin sheets, roll it evenly, put it in a box, measure the width with a ruler, and divide it into even long strips.
The charcoal mud was cut into strips and sent to the kitchen to dry. Wang Jinyi went to the kitchen, and his mother followed with curiosity.
Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, just the huge momentum is enough to scare people!
Led by Wang Jinyi, the group came to the kitchen in a mighty procession. They put the bananas into groups of three and put them into the oven to dry. Every half a quarter of an hour, they took one group off the fire and put it aside. Finally, all 36 bananas were dried.
Wang Jinyi, along with everyone else, carried the 36 charcoal sticks and headed towards the main hall of the courtyard.
Most people here just cooperated with the young lady and didn't know what they were doing or what the meaning was. Only Wang Jinyi knew very well that whether successful or not this time, everyone could understand the purpose of the pencil.
This will give everyone who is working a purpose.
"First, wrap the carbon strip with a strip of cloth."
Wang Jinyi suggested.
This time everyone understood that this was for the convenience of use, and everyone worked together and quickly wrapped more than ten charcoal strips.
“Qingyu, take some yellow and white paper and let everyone try this pen.”
The yellow and white paper is used for accounting.
As soon as Wen Bai and Wang Jinlai got the paper, they tried to write on the desk. Wen Bai's coloring was too light, but Wen Bai still held the pencil and looked at it for a long time, speechless.
Wang Jinlai used too much force and the pencil broke, but he could still color it.
Next, everyone tried the dried charcoal strips, and there seemed to be two problems: one was that the color depth was uneven, and the other was that they were easy to break.
Wen Bai recorded these two questions in detail and decided to test what other charcoal mud would look like when burned. This time, Wen Bai was so enthusiastic that no one could stop him. He walked away with big strides, and Wang had to chase him when he came in, running out of the door to chase him.
Seeing the two people eager to try, Wang Jinyi was secretly delighted.
It worked! That’s it. We saw hope! Everyone will naturally devote themselves to it.
Qingyu asked:
"Miss, what else can we do?"
The mother looked at Wang Jinyi and played with the rough shape of the pencil in her hand.
Wang Jinyi has been looking forward to seeing the pencil take shape soon.
I thought happily that all that was left was to plan how to use this pencil.
From the moment the mother entered the room, she watched her daughter giving orders to everyone and listened silently.
The charcoal stick wrapped in cloth could actually write freely on the paper. She stared at it in disbelief, until Qingyu came into the lobby and played with the charcoal pencil in her hand. The mother reached out and took her daughter's hand and held it tightly.
She looked at the child combing the two little buns carefully again. After a while, Wang Jinyi's hair became frizzy, and the two little buns lay limply on her head, like a listless long-haired pet.
The mother waved to Qing'er, who went away for a while and brought back the small wooden box.
The mother and Qing'er gently put the remaining carbon sticks into the box, then quickly wrote a note on the desk and handed it to Qing'er.
"Take all the remaining ink sticks with you and go there yourself. Be careful on the way and don't break them."
Qing'er carried the box carefully and walked away as if she was holding a precious and rare item.
At first Wang Jinyi thought that her mother wanted to keep it, but she didn't know that her mother wanted to send it back to the old house to show her grandmother and grandfather in order to take credit for herself.
The next evening, just after the family had finished dinner, a servant came in to report:
"Master, the old lady is here. She has already arrived at the main hall in the front yard and said that she wants everyone to come over."
The mother gently reminded her husband:
"It's probably about the charcoal that Jin'er made."
In fact, the father just heard his wife casually mention after dinner that his daughter made something that can write, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He was fully focused on his studies. Now, when he heard that it was something new for his daughter, he felt a sense of accomplishment and became very interested:
"What is that?"
The parents stood up and straightened their clothes as they talked. The father took his son in his hand and watched his wife and daughter go out together.
The mother asked Qing'er to go get the finished product from yesterday. After a while, Qing'er came back with a tray, and the family went to the main hall of the outer courtyard.
After turning out of the second gate of Haitang, I saw my grandparents standing on the steps outside the main hall, chatting and laughing. When they saw their second son and his family coming, they walked into the main hall.
Everyone bowed and took their seats in order.
Grandfather asked:
"Shuli, have you seen the writing thing that Jin'er made?"
"Father, not yet. It seems that new ones were made today."
"Okay, let's take a look and listen to Jin'er's explanation.
Jin'er, tell everyone about it."
Wang Jinyi thought that it would be redundant to say anything at this point. It would be better to let the pencil speak for itself!
"Grandfather, grandmother, let's go to the study. Send the pens to the study, and have someone send some paper for the account books, the yellow-white paper."
The whole family moved to the father's study.
Wang Jinyi took the basically formed pencils out of the tray and distributed them to everyone.
Those who got the pen played with it in their hands, and turned it over to observe carefully how it was used.
Now the pencil has taken shape. After the charcoal stick and wooden stick are glued together with animal glue, it basically looks like a real pencil when held in the hand.
Wang Jinyi first taught everyone how to hold a pen and how to write with a pen, and demonstrated it to everyone.
I first wrote a few lines of Three Character Classic, and then drew two simple sketches of birds. Later, I felt that the most useful application of pencils was sketching, so I sat down and carefully drew a toasted steamed bun for breakfast with a strong contrast between light and dark. I added a piece of meat on the bun, and after a simple outline, I increased the contrast between light and dark. When it looked like that, I was done.
The family just like that, as if entering a wonderful world, each holding a pencil and full of curiosity.
I was confused at first, but after watching Wang Jinyi's demonstration of writing and painting, I found it novel. Everyone was trying to use it and get used to the feeling of the pen falling on the paper.
But it must be said that those who are good at writing with a brush can also write with a hard pen. After a while, my grandfather was the fastest to adapt to the pencil and quickly wrote a passage from the Book of Rites - self-cultivation, family management, governance of the country, and peace in the world. Everything is established with preparation, and failure to prepare leads to failure.
My father also wrote: If jade is not carved, it will not become a useful object; if people do not learn, they will not know etiquette.
My brother, mother and grandmother were all watching and getting used to writing with it, thinking it was a new thing.
When Wang Jinyi saw it, the whole family was curious and full of interest, as if they had got a new toy.
Playing with it, testing it, writing and drawing with a pencil.
Grandfather's attention fell on the sketch drawn by Wang Jinyi, and he held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time.
"Jin'er, is this what you just drew with this pen?