C18 (1/2)
A box of fine pigments thirty pieces, a box of coarse pigments twenty pieces.
No wonder there were so few scholars. Not only were there no tuition fees, but the Four Treasures of the Literature Room were also very expensive. A box of such small pigments actually cost thirty pieces of gold. It was enough to buy thirty meat buns.
Manager, I want red, yellow, and blue. If you want this fine powder, can you give me a few of these small plates? In one hand, Fang Ruzhu held a small box of pigments, and in the other, a plate that was specially placed on a shelf for holding pigments.
In the end, there were only a few small brushes, a small stack of white paper, and the three boxes of paint.
Not only her, even Fang Yizheng and Fang Yizhi were extremely reluctant. The silver that they had just obtained, they had used up almost all of it before even getting warm. After taking out the fifty grams of tuition money that she had promised Fang Yizhi, they only had three hundred coins left.
To spend so much money just to buy silk and white cloth, why would I still need to buy paint? Fine, it's nothing more than a word of laziness playing tricks on me.
It would take too long to directly embroider flowers on top of the doll. More importantly, there were some areas that had to be painted together with the embroidery to make it even more beautiful. More importantly, she could sell them in two different grades. If she had money, she would buy an original version of exquisite handmade embroidery. If she was slightly poorer, she would buy a copy of a high grade handmade ink painting.
”Let's go and buy some buns.” Fang Ruxiu placed the written and written items into Fang Yizhi's hands, and then asked him: ”Just now, you spent so much money all at once, did your heart ache for it?”
”It doesn't hurt.” Fang Yizhi shook his head and said. In fact, he was really better off because he knew the origins of this money. In his eyes, this money was an ill-gotten fortune, or rather, it was something he had picked up. In the countryside, this kind of money had to be spent as soon as possible to ease his mind, so when he saw Fang Ruzhu spend several hundred copper coins in one go, he was actually heartbroken and a little relieved.
”Don't worry, we'll just earn it back later.” Fang Ruxiu did not know what Fang Yizhi was thinking, but she spoke to him on her own. ”I once heard a great poet say that the heavens will make a use of me, and I will return after the gold is gone.”
”It is natural that I will be able to make a difference. Elder sister, your words are really good.” Fang Yizhi felt his heart move a little upon hearing Fang Ruyi's words. Right now, he was truly impressed with Fang Ruyi even more, she was just speaking without thinking, and yet she had such literary skills. Un, she was truly worthy of being his elder sister.
”That's not what I said. That's what a great poet I knew before said. That man really does have knowledge. So, third brother, you have to study hard in the future and become a learned man.”
Fang Ruxiu caressed Fang Yizhi's head and said. Hmm, luckily she had eaten quite well in the past at Shang Shu's place, making her look taller than Fang Yizhi by at least a head, that was why she could caress his head in a loving manner.
From the original owner's memories, he could tell that there were some famous people in history who existed here, but there were also some famous people who didn't exist. Fang Ruxiu thought about it for a moment, it seemed that all the famous people of the Tang Dynasty truly existed, and everything that happened after the Tang Dynasty didn't exist.
At the very least, the poems and poems of the later generations that Fang Ruzhu would be able to memorize were all Tang Dynasty's, but in her heart, even though these poems and poems were unique and unique, she was still unable to take what others had as her own. Therefore, every time she wanted to recite the poems and poems of the later generation, she would say that there was a great poet in the past.
So much so that when Fang Yizhi and the others grew up, they were very curious, who exactly was this great poet?! After that, he could not help but ask Fang Ruyi, who said that she had forgotten about it a few times. However, when they continued to question his about it, she could only say that he did not understand the poet's whereabouts.
Alright, this is all a story for the future. After buying the paint, they will go buy buns. Wow, delicious meat buns are really too tempting.
All of these steamed buns were almost three inches in size. Fang Ruxiu and her two companions were finally rich and imposing this time, and after buying six meat buns for two gold coins each, she decided to slowly eat them inside the shop.
”Elder sister, we want to buy some for Little Four and mother.” Just as she was about to sit at the table after buying a few, Fang Yizhi tugged at the corner of her clothes, reminding her to buy a few more.
”Don't worry, I won't forget.” Fang Ruxiu divided the steaming hot steamed buns into two Fang Yizheng s and then gave two to him. Then she said, ”Let's eat first, we can buy them after we're done. Otherwise, I'm afraid that if we buy it now, it'll get cold after we finish eating.”
”Oh.” Fang Yizhi nodded, then took the meat bun and greedily took a whiff of the fragrance, and ran over to the inside of the bun shop to sit down.
”As expected of little sister.” Fang Yizheng nodded, told the owner that they would settle the bill together later, and went to sit in the shop with Fang Ruyi.