Wen Family Has a Wife

\u003e Wen Youshan's eyes lit up, and he nodded hastily, "This is a good idea. By then, the dowry will be the first share of ten miles and eight villages."

Now people don’t have those fancy things when making furniture, as long as it is practical, it doesn’t matter if it is beautiful or not. Besides, even if someone wants to pay attention to it, they must have a master who is good at painting or carving, and carving is not cheap. , If you want to paint, you have to be good at the other carpenter. Otherwise, painting a tiger will not be an anti-dog.

Unfortunately, Wen Youshan doesn't understand this at all. He can only do some simple and rough woodworking work. Almost all the woodworkers in the countryside are like him. How could a woodworker who can carve and draw be nestled in such a backcountry.

On the fifth day of the first day, Chen Ningya went out with Wen Youshan and his son. Today, not only do they have to buy paints, but they also buy Wen Yuanliang some pen, ink, paper and inkstone used by Shang Xuetang. It is estimated that a few taels of silver are gone. The whole family had already discussed the matter, and the money had been prepared early, but Wen Youshan was not distressed.

When the family of three arrived in the town, they found that there was only one shop selling pen, ink, paper and inkstone in Yuchang Town. For things like paper, money, incense, and candles, as for the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, it only occupies a small corner. If it wasn't for sure, Chen Ningya would definitely not go in. After all, who would buy pen, ink, paper, and inkstone in such a place? Reliable.

It was still Chinese New Year, the streets were deserted, and it was rare for customers to come to the door. The shopkeeper was so enthusiastic, he directly led them to pick up paper money, making Chen Ningya so depressed, she took a deep breath and forced He calmed down and said, "The shopkeeper, give us a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, as well as a set of paints."

As for the paper money, she didn't even look at it.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he laughed twice, then turned and ran in the other direction, and soon came out with a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and said embarrassedly: "Guest officer, I am here. Small shops, things are like this, if you want to buy good ones, I'm afraid you have to go to the county town."

Chen Ningya just glanced at it and knew that these things were not very good. Fortunately, Wen Yuanliang had just entered school, so there was no need to buy them.

Compared with Chen Ningya's pickiness, Wen Youshan's father and son were more excited. This is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone. It's something that only scholars have. They don't care whether it's good or bad, as long as they have a set, they can be satisfied.

Seeing their unpromising appearance, Chen Ningya rubbed her brows with a headache and asked, "How much?"

"A tael of silver." The shopkeeper pointed his finger.

Wen Youshan woke up like a dream, his mind returned to his place,

shouted: "This is too expensive!"

The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "It's not expensive or expensive. Although these things of mine are not very good, they are absolutely fine, that is, they are not easy to sell. Otherwise, I would have to pay a few hundred cents more!"

Chen Ningya nodded in agreement, "It's not very easy to sell, there are several layers of ash on it, I'm afraid it's been placed for less than a year, and then look at the outermost piece of paper, it's all yellowed. What's the matter, I'm so embarrassed to charge such a high price, I don't think it's too much to give you five hundred yuan!"

"Hey! That's not what I'm saying. Although things have been stored for a long time, the quality is absolutely fine. Besides, I have the goods in the whole town, and others haven't sold them yet!" The shopkeeper was anxious and repeatedly defended.

However, Chen Ningya kept frowning and shaking her head. The desire to buy was not very strong. The shopkeeper saw that she would not be fooled. She turned her head and aimed at Wen Youshan. The lady calls the shots." He was terrified outside and tender inside.

In the end, the shopkeeper was dressed in rough clothes, took a sip of water, and said feebly, "Just say a price. If you can sell it, I will sell it. If you can't sell it, you can look elsewhere."

Chen Ningya lowered her head and thought, then nodded, "Five hundred words."

"No, why do you need 800 yuan."

"Baibaiwen is fine, you can give me a few of those paints, and another pen." Chen Ningya chose the paint she wanted.

The shopkeeper saw that the pain was so bad, he gritted his teeth, and finally agreed, what would he do if he didn't agree? He only put in these paints when his head got wet. There are not many readers around here. The only ones who only know how to read. The paint he put in will completely smash their hands. It’s better to make a cheap shot. As for the pen, it’s okay. Made of expensive materials, it is only worth a dozen pennies.

When the family walked out of the town, Wen Yuanliang breathed a sigh of relief and cheered: "Mother, you are so amazing, you saved two hundred pennies all at once and even bought the paint."

Wen Youshan's thoughts were the same as Wen Yuanliang's. Before he came, he never thought that Chen Ningya would bargain, which was not in line with her cold personality.

Chen Ningya looked at the father and son with a smile, and the corners of her mouth raised, "What do you know, since ancient times, the most shrewd thing is business. In fact, such things as pen, ink, paper and inkstone are not so expensive. Careful consideration, coupled with the fact that there are not many scholars, it is not so easy to sell, and the price is raised."

She used to like reading the most, and she also knew a little about the doorway inside.

When Wen Yuanliang heard this, he admired Chen Ningya even more.

When the three returned home, Chen Ningya couldn't wait to paint colors and was about to paint on the bed and the cabinet. Several children surrounded her, and they didn't dare to breathe when Chen Ningya was painting.

I saw that she simply sketched a few strokes on the cabinet, and a delicate flower bud was drawn. After three or two strokes, a cluster of lotus roses appeared, which looked vivid, just like the real thing. The two doors of the cabinet are two clusters. The lotus flowers correspond to each other; the two sides of the dresser have orchids, and there are small buds on each drawer, which looks a little more elegant.

As for the bed, she painted mandarin ducks and pilgrims, which meant a hundred years of harmony. At the head of the bed and at the end of the bed were two golden boys holding ingots and wearing bellybands, to ensure that her in-laws would be happy to see them.

As soon as the paint dried, Wen Youshan immediately painted it, adding a layer of paint, and the paintings looked more vivid. Wen Yuanzhen was so moved that she pulled Chen Ningya's clothes and pleaded, "Mother, I can Do you learn to paint with you?"

"Of course you can, as long as you want to learn, I will teach you. In this way, I will go to the county town with your father next time, and then I will buy you a set of paints." Chen Ningya touched her daughter's head with relief.

Wen Youshan asked casually, "Girl, why do you want to learn to paint? Didn't you want to read and write with your mother before?"

"Books still have to be read, and words have to be learned, but I also have to learn this painting. In the future, I will draw my dowry by myself." Wen Yuanzhen grinned, revealing a small white tooth.

Wen Youshan only felt chest tightness, he was just a cheap talker, and he didn't ask why, it sounded disturbing.