Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life In Changbai Mountain

Xiaoyu looked up at Chen Nan with a cute look on his face.

"Xiaoyu, have you eaten?"

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, "Eat, Brother Nan, have you eaten?"

"I ate too. Is your dad at home?"

As he spoke, he looked up and saw Uncle Dawang, and he didn't know where he had gone.

"My father went to the pig pen. Someone from the next village came to buy a pig and went back to hold a wedding banquet. My father took people there to kill the pig."

Xiaoyu said cutely, while looking behind him.

"What are you looking at?"

Chen Nan asked, rubbing his head in a funny way.

"Didn't Dahei come out with you today? I want to see it."

Xiaoyu said with a shy smile.

"Dahei is at home. You can go see him at home. There is also a tiger. Xiaoyu, are you afraid of the tiger?"

Since Chen Nan brought Dahei and Dahu to his home, he has interacted with more people in the village, and everyone has begun to slowly accept them.

These children were the first to accept it, quickly and easily accepting the existence of Dahei and Dahu.

"Don't be afraid, Dahu is very obedient."

Xiaoyu immediately helped Dahu say good things, and it looked like he had already played with Dahu.

"Then you go to Brother Nan's house and play with them yourself."

Chen Nan patted Xiaoyu on the shoulder and asked him to find Dahei and the others.

I went to the pig pen of Uncle Dawang's house. Uncle Dawang was the most diligent and tormenting person in the whole village.

Not only did his family's land grow, but they also built a house, leaving a few rooms available and turning them into a small hotel in the village.

Although there are few outsiders coming to the village here all year round, there are always more or less dozens of people every year.

They all live in Uncle Dawang’s house.

Uncle Dawang didn't know this about his property. He also built a pig pen carelessly and kept twenty breeding wild boars in it.

If there is a banquet or some big celebration at someone's house nearby or even in the town, they will come to the uncle's house to kill a pig and take it back to hold a banquet.

When Chen Nan wanted to make a writing brush, her first idea was to go to Uncle Dawang's pig pen to get pig hair.

I originally thought that if I hadn’t killed a pig recently, I probably wouldn’t have much pig hair left, right?

I just happened to meet someone who came to buy a pig today, which was good luck.

When Chen Nan arrived at the pig pen, she happened to see someone driving a motorcycle with a clean pig on the back seat.

"Hey, Anan, why are you here?"

Uncle Dawang came out of the pig pen and happened to see Chen Nan and asked curiously.

"Your guests are here. Do you want to buy a pig? Uncle told you that since you have decided to let them live in my house, you don't have to worry about food and drink. I will take care of these things. You go back quickly and be fine." Entertain guests."

Uncle Dawang thought Chen Nan was here to entertain guests, so he decided to come and buy a pig.

He stopped talking immediately. It was just about eating and drinking. He had nothing at home and a lot of pork. They were all pigs raised by his own family. There was no need for Chen Nan to spend money.

Chen Nan was robbed by Uncle Dawang and was speechless for a moment.

It took a while before he spoke with a wry smile.

"Uncle Dawang, I'm not here to buy a pig. I want some pig hair. I want to see if you have any more pig hair here."

Generally speaking, pig hair, wool and rabbit hair are used to make brushes. To be honest, rabbit hair will be softer, but Chen Nan just wanted to make it more convenient, so she thought of coming to Uncle Dawang's house to get some pig hair.

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Uncle Dawang smiled heartily and patted Chen Nan on the shoulder.

"You kid, why do you need pig hair? There is no more pig hair today. Unless it is a slaughterhouse, there is no use for us to keep pig hair. We will just flush it away."

"Next time, I'll keep it for you when I kill the pig next time."

Hearing this, Chen Nan shook his head in disappointment.

"Okay, remember to save it for me next time, Uncle Dawang. I'll go up the mountain to see if there are any rabbits and if I can shoot a few rabbits."

Since there is no hope for pig hair and wool cannot be easily obtained from others, the only option is to find rabbits.

"Okay, do you want my help? But you kid made pig and rabbit hair, what do you want to do? Make a brush?"

Uncle Dawang asked casually, not caring at all.

"Yes, the guest I came over this time likes to draw. Isn't that okay? I'll just make some brushes.

Uncle Dawang took a deep drag on his cigarette. He choked on Chen Nan's words and kept coughing.

"Anan, you are about to go to heaven. Do you know how difficult it is to make a writing brush? How many processes are there? Maybe all your customers will leave once this is done."

Material selection, degreasing, ingredients, washing, stamping, curling, sorting, tying, assembling, dry trimming, gluing, engraving, and lanyards.

These are all streamlined by the craftsmen who made brushes in the past. If they were really serious about making them, they would not be able to make a suitable brush for ten days and a half.

Too much trouble.

"Anyway, I am idle."

Chen Nan said with a smile. In fact, he knew it well. According to the way he made the brush, Qi could be finished in two days at most. .