Chapter 279

In other words, the painting is very old.

"Master, please help me see this picture. What's the reason and how it feels strange?"

Qing Yue came over, probably just glanced at it, so he had to raise his sleeve and wave it.

"How dare you deceive me with such a clumsy cover up!"

As a result, he stopped at the moment when his sleeve waved.

If he deals with it here, he doesn't know whether the things stained with his breath will be rejected by time and swallowed up, so he'd better not move.

Of course, he also said that this is a very clumsy cover up, which is not worth mentioning.

"Go back and get some salt, add some cinnabar, mix some juice soaked in fairy sunflower grass, and wipe the picture scroll."

"Thank you, master."

Liu Liang rolled up the painting again and put it back in her ring.

When she came, the ring was filled with snacks. When she went back, it was a pile of fairy sunflower powder, and there was Gu Kaizhi's calligraphy and painting that had been put in the ring.

When she opened her eyes, the day outside was already bright. Every time Liu Liang woke up under such circumstances, she was not used to it. It was like having a long dream. When she woke up, she came here again. If there were not more or less things in the ring, she might really think that it was really a dream.

She was going to get up, but she was lazy again. She turned her back and continued to sleep.

Until she felt something shooting on her face, she opened her eyes and looked at a pair of big round eyes, beautiful big round eyes and a small bald head.

"Smelly Dabao, why are you here?"

Liu Liang sat up and held Dabao in her arms.

Others may not be able to tell the two small ones. Who is the brother and who is the brother's? But Liu Liang will never admit her mistake. There are stars in Dabao's eyes, but Xiaobao is running water.

The two are completely different.

"Sister, eat eggs."

Dabao tooted his little mouth and saw that everyone wanted to eat.

"How hungry are you?"

Liu Liang pinched his little fat face, "look, you're getting fat again. If you want to get fat again, in the end, only your natural powerful sister can hold you."

Of course, Dabao didn't know that his sister hated him for being fat. She was happy to eat eggs from time to time. At this time, Zhou Lanping came in and directly picked up Dabao.

"When he gets up today, he has to find you. He can't make trouble."

Zhou Lanping touched Dabao's small forehead. There was some wind outside today. I don't know if it had blown the little devil, but fortunately, the little guy's body is fine. Such a small wind obviously can't blow his little head.

"Mom, eggs."

Dading opened a pair of big eyes. His small appearance was pitiful and cute. Zhou Lanping couldn't stand this expression of Xiaobao and Xiaobao. Obviously, Xiaobao also knew how he would soften his mother's heart, so he worked harder to perform.

"I see."

Zhou Lanping pinches his little fat face. His mother takes you to eat eggs. Xiaobao has eaten eggs. Who makes your disobedient and disobedient children eat no eggs.

"Eat eggs."

Dabao doesn't have that much vocabulary, so he can't hear anything else, so he can only understand the word "egg" said by Zhou Lanping.

"I'll take him to eat first."

Zhou Lanping pressed his son's small face in his arms, "we all ate it. Thinking that your body may not recover, we didn't ask you to get up."

"Uncle Cheng will warm the food in the pot and come to eat later."

"I see."

Liu Liang pulled on the quilt again and wanted to sleep for a while. It's only more than nine o'clock now. It's not too late.

After Zhou Lanping took Dabao back, Liu Liang got up.

"I really worked hard."

Liu Liang flattened her mouth.

How on earth do people sleep to three shots a day?

She thought that she might not be able to do it. When she was in the Liu family, she didn't sleep well for a day. This time, she came back to study. She got up early every day. At the master's place, she got up earlier. The fairy sunflower grass stained with dew would be better. Don't say dew there. Even a little moisture plays an extraordinary role.

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. These are the two small ones, which are the habit of raising.

Liu Liang went 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 her breakfast, sat on the stone table, smelled the sweet scented osmanthus here, and then ate refreshing and appetizing dishes. She felt that she was in a good mood every day.

After dinner, Liu Liang still didn't go out. She still had a lot of things to do. The fairy sunflower powder also had to be taken out. This time, she saved a lot. If she didn't take it out, there would be no place for other things in the ring.

After putting the fairy sunflower powder in the small warehouse, Liu Liang took out the picture roll.

The picture is still the same. It hasn't changed by more than half. It seems that the things she brought over will be fine.

She opened the scroll and tiled it on a big table. To tell the truth, it still doesn't feel any different, and it's an absolute fake.

She brought a basin of water, put some fairy sunflower grass in it, and found a little cinnabar and salt. According to what Qingyue said, she mixed the three together.

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 one could not be done well, she might wipe out the color on the painting.

She rubbed it carefully. At first, nothing happened. It was the same fake and the same color. Liu Liang was a little lost, but she was also a little lucky. At least, she really didn't wipe away the paint on it.

Is there less water, less salt, or less cinnabar?

Liu Liang leaned against the table and thought about it from time to time. She couldn't help sighing. It was all her fault. How could she forget to ask the master how much the proportion of these things was?

It must be something she put wrong, otherwise, it can't have no effect.

She believed what Qingyue said. Qingyue wouldn't fool her, but she didn't ask clearly.

She turned around and prepared to roll up the picture. As a result, her hand suddenly froze there, and even her pupils shrank slightly.

This is, she quickly picked up the painting and put it in front of her eyes.