The Sickly General’s Spoiled Wife Has Space

   Chapter 464 Brush and Ink Painting Skills

  Tao Dayong is usually an informal person, but when Su Binglan praised him like this, a smile appeared on his face immediately.

   "Miss Su gave me the method, so I can burn it according to the method."

   If it wasn't for Su Binglan's instructions, he wouldn't have burned it.

  Tao Dayong still has self-knowledge.

   Of course, because of the hardships he had suffered in the past, he almost died of exhaustion from moving things on the dock, so he cherished his current life even more.

   So he burns these things without fear of hardship and fatigue every day.

  Before going to bed at night, I was thinking about this in my head when I couldn’t sleep.

   I have to say that Tao Dayong is really a very persevering person.

   He kept burning and researching.

The    was burnt to pieces, but he couldn't get it out, and he was not discouraged. Time and time again, he finally got the experience and burned out such a porcelain.

   Seeing his eldest son being praised, Mrs. Li also felt relieved and happy in her heart.

   Her eldest son is so good, who would dare to say that her eldest son is not good in the future.

   It was the daughter-in-law who despised her son before.

   For this, Mrs. Li has hatred in her heart.

   But seeing her son's achievements, the hatred in her heart disappeared.

  No matter what, their family can live a good life now.

   She knows how to be content.

  The family is rich, and she has recently been trying to find a good wife for her eldest son.

  The virtuous and considerate.

   can be good to her son.

   Now who doesn't know that they work with Miss Su and have money in their hands.

   Everyone is willing to give their daughters to their sons.

   Now it's not like it used to be, I feel that people are happy to give it to my daughter, there is no problem, they want it.

   Now look at character.

  Su Binglan said: "You don't need to belittle yourself, you are indeed talented."

  Su Binglan knew that, even if he said the method, some things can't be burned if they are said to be burned.

   "And well done."

   "Have you ever thought about drawing patterns on the bottle?"

   Hearing Su Binglan say this, Tao Dayong and his parents were also stunned.

  Tao Dayong opened his eyes wide, and said in a daze: "Can you still draw patterns?"

   He never heard of it.

   But how to draw patterns?

   At this time, Tao Dayong was thinking about how to draw patterns.

   But after racking his brains, he couldn't figure out how to draw patterns on the bottle, and it wouldn't fall off.

  Su Binglan gave Tao Dayong time to think.

  Let him use his imagination.

After a while, Su Binglan said: "Using a kind of glaze, you can use a pen dipped in the glaze paste to draw something on the pottery, and after painting, burn it again. It's one piece, it won't fall off."

   "Furthermore, the pottery can be dipped in the glaze slurry, so that the fired porcelain is also colored, which will be more beautiful."

  Tao Dayong listened to this as if he had opened up a new world.

   He was particularly interested in these. He forgot that the person in front of him was Miss Su. He asked eagerly, "But what is glaze paste?"

   "The glaze paste is made by mixing something."

  "It is an organic substance composed of soil, rock, dextrin, glycerin and other substances..."

  Su Binglan said briefly.

   But she felt that Tao Dayong might not understand these professional terms.

   "When I look back, I'll find these things, match them, and you'll know."

  Su Binglan has been to the Back Mountain. The Back Mountain is a treasure, and some things are in it.

   Go back and look for it.

   "But can you draw?"

  Tao Dayong said truthfully: "I can't draw, but my brother can write and draw."

  Tao Eryong went to a private school to study for a few years when he was a child. At that time, he didn't like to read, but liked to draw things.

   But it was useless to draw things, and his paintings were average. Later, the conditions at home were not very good, so Tao Eryong stopped going to private school.

   In the past, Tao Zhenggang and Mrs. Li thought that they could produce a talented person in their family, and they would be proud of their ancestors.

   But now I feel that the eldest son and the younger son are so proud of them.

   And the family is together, more at ease.

   Having experienced some things, Mrs. Li looked at everything relatively lightly.

   She just wants the two children to live well.

  Tao Eryong is embarrassed.

   "I actually just draw casually."

   He really didn't learn any painting.

  Su Binglan thought for a while and said to Su Wenxian: "Brother, go to the carriage, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in a box of the carriage, go and get it."

   "Okay, I'll go right away."

  Su Wenxian hurried out, went to the carriage and brought in the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

  Su Binglan motioned him to put it on the table.

   Then Su Binglan sharpened the ink with a pen and handed it to Tao Eryong: "You draw on paper, don't be nervous, just draw whatever you want."

  Tao Eryong was a little nervous.

   He really never learned to draw.

  Tao Dayong encouraged him: "Little brother, you can just draw as you did when you were a child."

   Actually, Tao Dayong remembered that when he was young, his younger brother said that he wanted to be a painter, a famous painter.

   Because the master of the private school has a friend who is a painter, he is very famous in their area, and he can make money by painting.

   But that was what Tao Eryong said when he was a child, and he never said it again.

   But Tao Dayong remembers.

   Mrs Li said anxiously: "Quick, Miss Su has already polished ink for you, who has this kind of treatment."

   Tao Eryong looked at Su Binglan, who was looking at him with a smile and encouragement.

   Then Tao Eryong gathered up his courage, picked up the pen and started to draw on the paper.

   He drew a rabbit.

  Although it is just a rabbit, the painting is lifelike.

  Su Binglan looked at it, nodded and said, "Yes, you can paint again."

   Then Tao Eryong drew a pig.

   Mr. Li said, "How come all the paintings are animals, do you still paint anything else?"

  Li guessed that Miss Su wanted Tao Eryong to draw something on the bottle.

   "Well, when I was young, I wanted to eat rabbit meat and pork, so I often drew them."

   Tao Eryong blushed when he said this.

  Su Binglan didn't laugh at him and said, "Then can you draw flowers and birds?"

"meeting."

   said, Tao Eryong began to draw.

  Su Binglan really thinks he draws well.

   "Yes, you can draw more flowers and bird scenes on weekdays. In the future, when your elder brother burns the porcelain, you will be responsible for drawing the patterns. I can also draw the patterns for you, and you can follow the drawings."

  With Tao Eryong's painting method, Su Binglan believed that Tao Eryong could draw the drawings she gave the pattern.

  Tao Eryong's hand holding the brush trembled.

   He couldn't believe what he heard.

  What does Miss Su mean to ask him to draw patterns on the bottle in the future?

   He felt an indescribable excitement in his heart when he thought that what he painted on such a beautiful bottle would be sold.

   He didn't expect that when he was playing as a child, he could draw something to learn, and it would also come in handy.

   He has a very magical feeling at the moment.

   "Can you write?"

"meeting."

  Su Binglan wrote the words "Suji fruit wine, Suji rice wine" on the paper.

  Tao Eryong followed the writing, and the writing was also imitative, and his imitation ability was also very strong.

  Su Binglan's words are really beautiful. Every time they read Su Binglan's words, Su Fengzhang and Su Wenxian are amazed.

  Su Fengmao is a proud expression of my daughter.

   (end of this chapter)