C43 I Didn't Expect Tang Xiaoluo to Adore Me so Much

Tang Yue had his men cut off a few thin bamboos, and the length of one bamboo stick was just right for him. After that, he chopped off the fur on the dog's tail, turning a majestic big wolfdog into a bald dog.

Tang Yue touched the dog with a pained heart and comforted it: "Don't be sad, you have to know that you are contributing to the improvement of this era. You will be recorded in history books in the future.

"Woof …"

In fact, there were quite a few animal hairs that could be made into brushes. He could use a weasel, a stone badger, a ponytail, a pig's mane, a hare, or a hare.

It could only admit its misfortune!

"Although you look a bit ugly, but I'm from a noble family, so it won't affect you getting married. Don't worry!" Tang Yue patted its head, and the latter retreated back easily.

This dog had accompanied Wang Zizhao to the battlefield before. If he saw that his love had turned into a bald dog, it was unknown if he would regret letting Tang Xiaolang do as he pleased.

The hair of the brush was not a simple arrangement. It had to be washed, divided, folded, padded, combed, and tied up. Fortunately, these skilled craftsmen were able to make a brush with little effort.

Tang Yue happily took the pen and went in front of Wang Zizhao to claim his credit, "See, it's like this. Try to feel your hand, as long as you are covered in ink you will be able to write. It's much more convenient than carving a knife."

Wang Zizhao played with the brush in a novel way. Although the brush looked familiar, he did not have a connection with his beloved pet at the moment.

Tang Yue brought a bowl of water for him to taste.

People who had just used a brush would find it difficult to grasp the writing power. No matter how high Wang Zizhao's IQ was, it could not be avoided.

His good-looking eyebrows creased into a frown, and he said with slight disdain, "It doesn't seem very useful."

Tang Yue stuck his head out and looked, and immediately laughed until he was bleeding inside his body. Although he did not know what the word was, he still had the basic ability of appreciating it, it was really … He was ugly!

Tang Yue held back his laughter and held his hand, his hand teaching him, "Don't be hasty, don't use the power of the brush to write. It would be strange if the words you write were good. "To do this, moderate strength, with a bit of a pen tip..."

Tang Yue was not good at writing, but he had written a beautiful, hard pen, but he could still write, it was just that it was not good to look at.

Tang Yue held onto his handwritten word "Mountain", and only after writing did he realize that the two's posture was a little ambiguous. The place where their hands intersected became even hotter and numbed, and an electric current spread throughout his entire body.

He hurriedly let go of Wang Zizhao's hand and said embarrassedly: "If you want to write how it looks good, you will have to rely on everyone to think about it. It's normal if you weren't used to it in the beginning."

Wang Zizhao stared at the back of his hand for a while, then turned his head to look at Tang Yue. The other party felt guilty from his stare, and asked with an unpleasant tone: "What are you looking at me for? Do you want a reward? "

Wang Zizhao retracted his gaze, and wrote a few words while wetting the water, "When will you be able to make the ink that you speak of? Will the color of your ink not fade? "

"You'll definitely need a few days. Try it yourself when you're done." Compared to paper printing, making brushes and ink was much easier.

"Alright, after this is done, This King will heavily reward you."

"What's the reward?" Tang Yue's eyes lit up as he asked.

The corner of Wang Zizhao's mouth twitched, "What do you want?"

Tang Yue swept his eyes over it, and pointed to a copper pot in the corner, "It's that one, looks like the style is quite novel."

Wang Zizhao followed his finger and looked over, his entire face revealing a strange expression, "Are you sure?"

Tang Yue nodded, "Could it be that you're unwilling?" He had noticed it earlier. It felt like a two-eared bottle, covered in a layer of gold powder.

Wang Zizhao stared at the lower half of Tang Yue's body in confusion before sighing with emotion, "I didn't expect Tang Xiaolang to worship this king to such an extent."

What do you mean? Tang Yue was shocked.

"You actually want to collect even my chamber pots? Since you like them, then I'll give them to you."

"…"

A chamber pot? Night... Pot... Tang Yue was puzzled, "You said that's a chamber pot?"

Who the hell would make a chamber pot that shiny with gold? Who would do such a thing as a craft piece? Whose chamber pot needs gems?

Are you going to hold on if you're full?