He's doing handicraft again

Jiang Xin returned to the stationery store after eating and drinking, and when he was about to open the door to enter, he found that Uncle Xu's studio next door was still open.

Since Uncle Xu bumped into Xiao Yuan hugging him last week, the two haven't visited each other for a long time.

Recalling that Uncle Xu had been helping with the labor skills class for the past two weeks, and he had taught himself bamboo weaving for so long before, and he was a junior, Jiang Xin felt that he should come to apologize. To the elderly.

Just now at the subway entrance, I saw that there were three baskets of strawberries left by the small vendor that could not be sold, so Jiang Xin simply bought them all, and now he can give one basket to Uncle Xu, and the remaining basket is for himself, and the other basket will be brought to the school tomorrow. The teachers eat.

Standing at the door of the studio, Jiang Xin hesitated to go in.

"Are you there because you want to be my doorman?" Uncle Xu raised his head and turned his neck to relax and saw Jiang Xinchu at the door. He didn't know how long it had been. "I don't pay wages."

"Uncle Xu, do you eat strawberries? I accidentally bought too many." Jiang Xin finally mustered up the courage and walked in.

"Who doesn't like free food?" Uncle Xu's tone was still not very good.

"Are these fan bones?" Jiang Xin saw that there were many semi-finished fan bones on the workbench. One end was pierced, and the middle part seemed to be hollowed out.

"Yes."

"Anyone else's order?"

"It's not someone else, it's my incompetent son, who is almost forty and wants me to help him."

Just because he was afraid that Uncle Xu would have nothing to do, so he did everything possible to find something to do for him. Young Master Xu kept sneezing in the distance.

It's really a strange injustice through the ages.

"Why did he order the fan?" Jiang Xin put the bag in his hand aside, picked up a fan bone and looked at it carefully, "It still needs to be so complicated."

"It is said that the crew needs to use it."

"The crew? Is Uncle Xu's son in charge of the props for the crew?"

"..." Uncle Xu hesitated a bit, his son is not good but seems to be a bit famous, "Barely count."

"If you need it urgently, I can help." Jiang Xin had no choice but to say sorry directly, so he had to do what he could to express his apology for Uncle Xu, "The pattern on this fan bone is so fine, why don't you let me carve it?"

"No hurry, no problem, and I have no problem making these fan bones." Uncle Xu frowned as he spoke, "The trouble now is the fan surface. I can neither paint nor calligraphy, and I don't know anything about it. The person who promised his son at the beginning that he could easily make these fans, now it is not easy to ask him to find another person."

"Why don't you just push this order."

"No, my son is too irritating. He looked down on me doing bamboo weaving before, and always asked me to retire early and raise flowers and birds at home."

"Tomorrow, I'll go wandering around the city. I don't believe I can't find anyone who can call and paint."

"Uncle Xu, is it okay for you to see calligraphy and paintings of this level?"

While Uncle Xu was chanting, Jiang Xin looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on one side of the workbench, wrote a few words neatly, and drew two chicks.

"That's great!" Uncle Xu quickly stuffed a bunch of blank fans into Jiang Xin's hands, "I didn't expect you to have this skill, so I'll leave these to you."

"But I have a live broadcast at eight o'clock, can I draw during the live broadcast?"

"What's wrong?" Uncle Xu took out another stack of scripts, "You can refer to this script, which uses a marker pen to mark which characters will use fans. But it doesn't matter if you don't read it, just draw two strokes casually It’s fine to just mess around.”

Jiang Xin nodded, holding the fan and intending to say goodbye, but when he wanted to pick up the bag he had put aside, he missed it and fell off the table.

Fortunately, the basket containing the strawberries was of good quality and did not fall apart. The strawberries just rolled with the basket.

But something from the bag fell out.

Jiang Xin didn't realize what those were.

Uncle Xu looked at the scattered things on the ground, and when he was about to squat down to pick them up, he turned petrified.

Although he doesn't know the English above, he can still understand the pictures.

Jiang Xin finally remembered that it was given by Li Yufei, put down the fan with a blushing face, and stuffed those TT and KY back into the bag.

I obviously wanted to throw it away, but I kept holding it for some reason.

Uncle Xu stood aside to pick it up, and he didn't want to pick it up, he once again hated iron but steel: "He eats what you eat and lives what you don't say, even this kind of thing is prepared by you!"

It seems that Xiao Yuan is regarded as a little boy.

Although Jiang Xin has always been angry with Xiao Yuan recently, he still wanted to help him refute: "Xiao Yuan is not as bad as you said, he is just...just..."

Okay, I can't think of anything to refute for now, Jiang Xin is stuck.

Uncle Xu hesitated to speak: "You know the layout of our shop, the bathroom on the second floor of your house is right next to my bedroom, so there was some movement last night..."

Jiang Xin couldn't take it anymore, dropped the strawberry and ran away.

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After returning to the stationery store, Jiang Xin took out a plate, washed some strawberries, and put the rest in the refrigerator.

When he was about to go upstairs, he saw a box of pure milk in the corner.

Jiang Xin didn't have the habit of drinking milk, and this box of pure milk was sent by Xiao Yuan's mother.

He hasn't drank it all the time, but it will expire soon, since there are strawberries today, he might as well make a strawberry milkshake.

Finally, I can use the cooking machine specially bought for Yuanyuan to cook cat food for myself.

Jiang Xin took out a fruit knife and a small chopping board, cut off the stems and leaves of the strawberries, cut them in half, and threw them into the food processor.

After cutting a dozen strawberries, he took out a carton of milk, poured it in, closed the lid and started the machine.

Yuanyuan heard the sound of the cooking machine working, and thought that Jiang Xin was cooking something delicious for it again, so she jumped off the sofa and walked to the excrement shoveler.

"You can't eat this." Jiang Xin's tone was gentle, like a kind father.

Yuanyuan didn't seem to believe it, jumped up from the ground to the table, squatted next to the cooking machine and looked inside.

Jiang Xin checked the amount of strawberries that cats can eat, so he took out a few chopped strawberries and put them in a small plate, letting Yuanyuan put the milkshake in it.

Taking advantage of Yuanyuan's happy meal, Jiang Xin held the plate in his left hand and the cup in his right hand, and went straight upstairs to lock the door with a bag of fan noodles in his mouth.

He was afraid that after Yuanyuan finished eating the strawberries, he would come to beg for other snacks, and then he would be soft-hearted and feed it.

Because Jiang Xin is controlling Yuanyuan's diet recently, once Mrs. Ye came to buy things, saw Yuanyuan and said it was too round and she had to lose weight.

But how could Yuanyuan, who was used to "overeating", bear it, and acted like a baby to Jiang Xin many times, but Jiang Xin was defeated almost every time. Yuanyuan's weight loss journey was intermittent and ineffective.

It's time to be ruthless, Jiang Xin's approach is "can't afford to provoke, but can afford to hide".

Sure enough, there was a scratching sound outside the bedroom door after a while, Jiang Xin had no choice but to pretend he didn't hear it, so he simply took a change of clothes and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he couldn't help thinking of the scene last night when Xiao Yuan held him face to face like a child and carried him in to clean up, and then made a fuss in the bathtub after a while.

Then he remembered what Uncle Xu said just now, Jiang Xin felt that the air in the bathroom was a bit thin, and he couldn't breathe, so he rushed out sloppily.

Fortunately, although the time was short, Yuanyuan was impatient and couldn't hold on for too long. Seeing that Jiang Xin ignored it, she gave up scratching and went downstairs to sleep.

Jiang Xin doesn't have to suffer from the condemnation of his conscience, he can drink milkshakes and eat strawberries with peace of mind.

After eating, the alarm rang, reminding him that he was about to broadcast live.

Because this time he planned to draw a fan, Jiang Xin changed the label from "handmade" to "painting".

As always, the first thing he did after opening the live broadcast room was to introduce what he was doing today on the public screen——

[Anchor] Jiangshui is gone forever: Today I don’t do handwork but fan painting, because there will be pauses in the middle to check information.

[Cai Lun 8] Ljsocxo: I also like to watch paintings.

[Mozi 14] A bowl of instant noodles: But now it’s November, why make a fan?

[Shen Kuo 3] Wilderness: Is it a fan gift?

[Anchor] Jiangshui is gone forever: It's not a gift, it's a favor for a senior.

After Jiang Xin finished explaining, he put the script in a place where the camera could not capture it, and began to read the text marked with a marker pen.

This character is free and easy by nature, and he puts his love on mountains and rivers. On one side, he will write Yang Jiong's "Wu Gorge", and on the other side, he will paint landscape paintings.

When Jiang Xin wanted to start writing, he realized that he hadn't prepared anything. He went to the cabinet to find ink, brushes, paints, and palettes. When he returned to his seat, he found that there were many bullet screens on the public screen asking him to where is it.

[Anchor] Jiang Shui is gone forever: I just went to pick up calligraphy and painting equipment, I am sorry that today's live broadcast is a bit rushed, and many things are not ready.

[Cai Lun 8] Ljsocxo: It’s all right~

[Mozi 14] A bowl of instant noodles: You are too polite~

[Shen Kuo 3] Wilderness: Hug one!

Jiang Xin poured the ink into the grid at the edge of the palette, grabbed the brush and dipped it in an appropriate amount of ink, bowed his head and began to write "Wu Gorge". I practiced on the white paper and felt smooth before I dared to write on the fan.

After finishing writing, I felt quite satisfied, because the handwriting was not dry yet, so Jiang Xin simply put it aside to dry, and started to read the script again.

This character is a businessman, but he has repeatedly failed in business, and he has been defeated repeatedly. Jiang Xin thought about writing two big characters "suddenly rich" on one side and drawing a coin on the other side.

He first wrote the fortune in various fonts on the white paper, and finally felt that running script was more suitable, so he took out another blank fan and swiped a brush on it.

After finishing writing, Jiang Xin found that the side of the fan where he had written before was dry, so he began to paint landscape paintings on the reverse side.

The barrage on the public screen is much denser than before——

[Cai Lun 8] Ljsocxo: Great and Almighty!

[Mozi 14] Here's a bowl of instant noodles: What a treat!

[Shen Kuo 3] Wilderness: Great, amazing!

Jiang Xin didn't have time to watch the barrage, he hadn't drawn for a long time, and he drew very seriously.

He thought: Let’s paint for Xiao Yuan when you have time.

The author has something to say:

Q: The fans in the live broadcast room looked familiar...

A: Yes, it has always been those three.

Q: So is Jiang Xin so miserable?Only three fans accompanied him.

A: It's not that Jiang's salary is miserable, it's that the author is lazy.