"Master, please help me take a look at this painting. Why does it feel a little strange?"
Qingyue walked over, probably just glanced at it, then raised her sleeves and waved over.
"How dare you deceive me with such a clumsy cover-up!"
As a result, the moment he waved his sleeves, he stopped.
¡°If he deals with it here, he doesn¡¯t know if the things that have touched his breath will be repelled by time and be swallowed up, so he¡¯d better not move.
Of course, he also said that this is a very clumsy cover-up and not worth mentioning.
"You go back and get some salt, add some cinnabar, then mix some juice soaked in ambrosia grass, and just rub it on the scroll."
"Thank you, Master."
Liu Liang rolled up the painting again and put it back into her ring.
When she came, the ring was filled with snacks. When she returned, there was a pile of ambrosia powder and the calligraphy and painting of Gu Kaizhi that had been placed in the ring.
Opening her eyes, it was already dawn outside. Every time Liu Liang woke up in such a situation, she was not used to it, as if she had had a long, long dream, and When she woke up from the dream, she was here again. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many or missing things in the ring, she might have thought that it was really just a dream.
She was about to get up, but she got lazy again, turned over and continued to sleep.
It wasn¡¯t until she felt something tapping on her face that she opened her eyes, and saw a pair of big round eyes, a pair of beautiful big round eyes, and a small bald head.
"Smelly Dabao, why are you here?"
Liu Liang sat up and held Dabao in his arms.
Others may not be able to tell the difference between these two little ones, who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother? But Liu Liang would never admit his mistake. Dabao had stars in his eyes, but Xiaobao had water in his eyes.
The two are completely different.
"Sister, eat your balls."
Dabao pouted his little mouth and wanted to eat from everyone he met.
"How hungry are you?"
Liu Liang pinched his chubby face and said, "Look, you've gained some weight from eating again. If you continue to gain weight, in the end, only a sister with your natural power may be the only one who can hold you."
Of course, Dabao didn¡¯t know that his sister disliked him for being fat, and happily asked for his balls to eat from time to time. At this time, Zhou Lanping walked in and hugged Dabao directly.
"He got up today and insisted on looking for you. He made a lot of noise."
Zhou Lanping touched Dabao's little forehead. There was some wind blowing outside today. I don't know if it hit this little devil's head, but fortunately, the little guy's health is fine. Such a small wind obviously can't blow his head. This little head.
"Mom, eggs."
Dading has a pair of big eyes, and his little appearance is pitiful and cute. What Zhou Lanping can't stand the most is the expression of Dabao and Dabao. Obviously Dabao also knows how to make his mother feel soft, so he is even more Performing hard.
"knew."
Zhou Lanping pinched his little chubby face, "Mom, take you to eat balls. Xiaobao has already eaten balls. Who told you to be disobedient? Disobedient children will not have balls to eat."
"Eat the balls."
Dabao doesn¡¯t have that much vocabulary yet, so he can¡¯t hear anything else, so he can only understand the word ¡°dandan¡± that Zhou Lanping said.
¡°I¡¯ll take him to eat something first.¡±
Zhou Lanping pressed his son's little face into his arms, "We have already eaten, thinking that your body may not have recovered yet, so we didn't wake you up."
"Your uncle Cheng has warmed the food in the pot. Come over and eat later."
"I see."
Liu Liang pulled up the quilt again and wanted to sleep for a while. It was only after nine o'clock now, so it was not too late.
After Zhou Lanping took Dabao back, Liu Liang got up.
"I really have a hard life."
Liu Liang pursed her lips.
How do people manage to sleep until three strokes a day every day?
She thought that maybe she really couldn't do it. When she was at Liu's house, she never had a good night's sleep. This time she came back again to study. She got up early every day. When she was at the master's place, she got up even earlier. Ambrosia grass would be even better. Not to mention dew, even a little bit of moisture is there.Extraordinary effect.
When Liu Liang arrived there, the nanny said that Cheng Bin and Zhou Lanping took Dabao and Xiaobao to the small lake outside to see the scenery. This was a habit developed by the two little ones.
Liu Liang walked into the kitchen and opened the pot. There were a lot of things in the pot, including flower rolls, fried dough sticks, and millet porridge.
Liu Liang took out his breakfast, sat on the stone table, smelled the fragrance of osmanthus, and ate the refreshing and appetizing side dishes, feeling that he was in a good mood every day.
After eating, Liu Liang still didn't go out. She still had a lot of things to do. She also had to take out the ambrosia powder. She went there this time and saved a lot. If she didn't take it out again, the ring would There will be no room to put other things.
After putting all the ambrosia powder in the small warehouse, Liu Liang took out the scroll.
The picture scroll is still the same, not changed at all. It seems that the things she brought there will be fine.
She opened the scroll and laid it flat on a big table. To be honest, looking at it, she still didn't feel any difference, and it was definitely a fake.
She brought a basin of water, put some ambrosia grass in it, and then found some cinnabar and salt, and mixed the three together as Qingyue said.
Then she soaked a clean cloth and wiped it carefully. She wiped it very carefully because she knew that there was water in it. If she didn't get it right, she might wipe away the color on the painting. .
She wiped it carefully bit by bit. At first, nothing happened. It was still the same fake and the same color. Liu Liang was a little disappointed, but she was also a little lucky. At least, she really didn't. The paint on it was wiped away.
Is it because there is too little water, too little salt, or too little cinnabar?
Liu Liang leaned on the table, thinking about this from time to time. She couldn't help but sigh. It was all her fault. Why did she forget to ask the master what the proportion of these things was?
She must have put something wrong, otherwise, it would not have had any effect.
She really believed what Qingyue said. Qingyue would not lie to her out of boredom, but she didn't ask clearly.
She turned around and was about to roll up the painting, but her hand suddenly froze there, and even her pupils shrank slightly.
¡°This is it, she quickly picked up the painting and put it in front of her eyes.
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