"Pu weicang, I didn't expect that you still have the ability to prepare for a rainy day. You took the mahogany as your own early. Now you can use it. With your ability, you can be a national teacher." Yun Xiuqing holds the pen and ink for PU weicang while joking with PU weicang.

If Yun Xiuqing had a close look at the smell of wood, he could smell a delicate smell of wood. Only the wood just cut would have a unique smell. Unfortunately, Yun Xiuqing would not be so careful except in medical skills.

Pu weicang said with a smile: "if I really have the ability, what else can we sell? I'll come here with the money."

Yun Xiuqing nodded with a smile, and gave Pu weicang the large brush and ground it.

"Qing Niang, would you like to write it?" Pu weicang looks at Yun Xiuqing who is grinding carefully, just like a painting. He especially wants to see what the words written by Yun Xiuqing look like.

Yun Xiuqing shook his head: "or you write it, my words are too feminine, write on the plaque, hang out to make people laugh."

"You write one on the words first, I'll see." Pu weicang said to Yun Xiuqing took a xuanzi and a small brush.

Yun Xiuqing could not resist Pu weicang, so he took up the brush and dipped it in ink.

In the past, Yun Xiuqing was fat and ugly, but fortunately, she was born in the rich family of Yun. Yun's father loved reading, so he trained Yun Xiuqing and Yun Mingxiao to read and read. Yun Xiuqing knew that she was not good-looking, so she studied hard and learned good characters.

Yunxiuqing wrote Xiaozhuan. Although yunxiuqing changed the core, these memories are still there. Therefore, yunxiuqing easily wrote his name on rice paper with Xiaozhuan.

"Your handwriting is beautiful, just like you." Pu weicang is telling the truth. Yun Xiuqing's Xiaozhuan is really beautiful.

"Of course." Yun Xiuqing smiles. The original master has practiced Xiaozhuan for more than 20 years. How can he write bad characters.

"Pu weicang, I'll see if you write a word." Yun Xiuqing had not seen Pu weicang's words, and he was curious.

Pu weicang raised his pen and wrote down his name in wild grass under Yun Xiuqing's character.

"Oh, I can't see it. The font you used is wild grass." Yun Xiuqing was surprised.

"What's the matter?" Pu weicang listened to Yun Xiuqing's tone, as if he should not use wild grass font.

"People say that you can see a person's character by looking at his font. Most of the people who use wild grass font are unrestrained, but you are not unrestrained." In Yun Xiuqing's impression, Pu weicang has always been an honest person. He can't match the natural and unrestrained.

In fact, Pu weicang's real nature is to go his own way and be natural and uninhibited. But before he met Yun Xiuqing, after he met Yun Xiuqing, Pu weicang became an honest and honest person in front of Yun Xiuqing. He can only say that one thing is inferior to another.

Pu weicang said with a smile: "if you say so, the font you write is not like you. Most of Xiaozhuan are written by women who stay in the boudoir. They don't go out of the gate. But you don't look like them at all."

Yun Xiuqing's grinding hand paused for a moment and said with a dry smile, "so it's not a kind of saying."

Yunxiuqing's heart almost jumps out of her heart. Pu weicang is quite right. In fact, yunxiuqing is a woman who stays in the boudoir and doesn't walk out of the gate. Therefore, the characters she writes are regular little seal characters. In fact, writing can also show a person's character. Yunxiuqing also secretly decides that she will never show her notes in front of outsiders.

But Pu weicang has been thinking, does Yun Xiuqing like his honest and honest appearance?

After Yun Xiuqing finished grinding, Pu weicang wrote down the name of the shop, YUNPU vegetable shop, on the wordless plaque in his wild grass font.

Yun Xiuqing looked at PU weicang's name of the shop and nodded with satisfaction: "well, it's good. You write it like a dish."