Part One: Intertwined Time and Space Chapter Two: The Spiritual Stone of Fate
Chapter 192 Hard Pen
Early the next morning, as soon as Yue Qing finished breakfast, Mo Xue and Yue Ke came one after another.
When Yue Ke arrived, Yue Qing was reading the small book Mo Xue wrote for her. They sewed them together as Yue Qing said. There are actually paper books here, but Yue Qing hasn't seen many. Maybe it's because she hasn't seen a few books in total. The one San Yuxiao held last time was one. This is a bound book. Yue Qing thought that there were basically books like this here. As a result, Mo Xue told him yesterday that this kind of binding together to write a book is not common. It is available in the villa, but it is not necessarily seen in other countries.
Yue Qing wonders why it has not been popularized since it already exists. Mo Xue tells her that this kind of book was made by the goddess of the previous generation. As for the production process, there are regulations that cannot be passed on to outsiders and can only be produced in the villa. As for the relevant technology, Mo and In the hands of the Yue family, the entire process is divided into two parts, one for each family. You can see outside that most of the paper is purchased from the villa, and the villa does not have a large transaction volume for this stuff. Therefore, books on the mainland are still basically made of bamboo slips and silk. As for binding and printing, there is no such thing outside. The villa still has these technologies.
Yue Qing looked at the neatly bound book in front of her and said to Mo Xue: "Originally, I thought it would be easy for you to make a dictionary for me to learn Chinese characters. Now that I see it, this book is a bit precious."
"It's okay. In the villa, the paper is ready. You just need to finish writing and staple it together."
Yue Qing looked at him: "Deacon Xue, it's really hard for you to tolerate my unreasonable troubles so much."
Mo Xue looked at her coldly, "Mo Xue doesn't think the hospital master is making trouble unreasonably."
Yue Qing opened it and looked at the words on it. There were three rows on the top of each page, with three writing positions at the top, middle and bottom of each row, like a nine-square grid. The top row was filled with characters that Yue Qing knew, and the middle row should be the characters that they commonly used here. Yue Qing took a quick look and found that there were some characters that were similar. Then some of the characters at the bottom are written, and some are not.
Yue Qing asked: "Why are there some things not written here?"
Mo Xue said: "Because I don't know either."
"What do you mean, these words didn't exist before?"
"I don't know about this yet, because I am also studying. There are learning methods in the ancient scrolls, but they are a bit complicated and there are some words. I need to look up some information to determine what words they are."
Yue Qing frowned: "Isn't it particularly difficult? And I looked at the words you have written. Why do they feel more like symbols? We also have research on ancient characters there, and ancient oracle bone inscriptions are also very much like symbols. It's a pity. I haven’t studied any of this. Oh my God, it’s so hard. I’ve seen the future now and I definitely can’t learn it.”
Mo Xue frowned: "Symbol? What is it?"
"Well, for example, after a sentence is written, there is a symbolic thing that indicates the completion of the sentence. It is very commonly used in our place, such as periods, commas, question marks, etc. There are also some symbols that are not in the article, indicating that the sentence has been finished. There are many signs that mean something or something, such as it is forbidden to do something, vehicles are not allowed on a section of road, up, down, left, right, in which direction, etc."
Mo Xue nodded: "That's it."
"When I saw the scroll last time, I felt that it was full of unfamiliar words and symbols. Butler Snow, to be honest, I think this is a bit difficult for me. I will definitely not be able to learn it." Yue Qingmo He said while grinding his teeth.
When he was worried, Yue Ke came and said as soon as he entered the door: "What is the courtyard master worried about?"
When Yue Qing saw him, she put down the booklet in her hand, looked at the box in his hand and asked, "Deacon Ke is here. Is my pen ready? What's in it?"
Yue Ke put down the agarwood box in his hand and opened the exquisitely carved lid. "After testing many times, I finally got a satisfactory effect. Let's take a look at it, Master."
Several people looked over, and Qiaoer said in surprise: "Master, is this a quill? It's so beautiful."
Yue Qing looked at the four quills lying side by side in the box. They had all been processed and specially decorated under the feathers. The thin rods were added with an outer pen holder. Yue Qing picked up one and said, "What kind of feathers are these? Are these long feathers from a big bird?"
"The eagle, the bird of prey, pecked and wounded the master who trained it."
"Who asked you to pluck other people's feathers? In fact, duck feathers are very good. There is no need to pluck the feathers of these large raptors."
Yue Ke smiled and said: "Duck feathers are too thin and not suitable. If you want to use them for the owner of the courtyard, you have to use a large bird. The feathers of this eagle are long enough and hard enough. It is the easiest to make. The feathers of some birds are too soft to wrap around their coats easily."
Yue Qing touched the barrel of the pen and asked, "Is this made of silver?"
"Yes." Yue Ke said, picking up the other one, "This one is the feather of a white crane, and it is also very suitable for the owner of the hospital."
Yue Qing took it and compared it, "This eagle is better, let me try it." Yue Qing took the feather and placed it in the ink and said, "Deacon Ke, you have to get me another ink container. Bottle, this inkstone is not suitable for a quill pen. You have to fill the bottle with ink deeper before it is suitable for use."
Yue Ke nodded, "What the hospital master said makes sense. We also noticed it during the trial."
Yue Qing picked up the pen, drew a few times on the paper, and said pleasantly: "The effect is good, that's it."
Mo Xue was also surprised: "It turns out that this kind of pen is really novel. The traces flowing out from the pen are long and clear."
Yue Ke looked at Yue Qing's way of holding the pen and said with a smile: "It turns out that this is the way to hold this pen. When we tried it, we felt that we were not used to using this pen. Seeing that the master of the hospital used it so smoothly, it seemed to be much simpler than the brush. ."
Yue Qing looked at them and said: "I don't care whether you are used to it or not. I just need to get used to it. It's just that this is not the best thing to use. Let's make do with it for now." Then she wrote a few words on the paper, " See how I write, these words are written as Bi, Ke, and Xue."
Yue Ke nodded: "The handwriting is neat and legible."
Mo Xue looked at these words and said nothing.
Yue Qing looked up at him: "How is Deacon Snow?"
Mo Xue thought for a while and said, "It's okay. The pen is really good. This is really much more convenient."
Yue Qing was surprised. She still had to think about what was going on. She looked at her handwriting and said, "Well, yes, the pen is very easy to use. The handwriting I wrote is really not that beautiful. As long as Deacon Xue can see clearly how the handwriting is written." ”
Yue Ke smiled and said: "The handwriting of the hospital master is not troublesome, and Deacon Xue's requirements are not too high. I think the hospital master's handwriting is very beautiful."
Mo Xue gave him a cold look.
Yue Ke pretended not to see it.
"Okay, okay, I'm somewhat self-aware of my handwriting. It's really not pretty. I've been practicing it for a while. I told you I don't like liberal arts anymore."
Yue Ke smiled and looked at the booklet on the table, "Is this what the dean asked Deacon Xue to do?"
"Well, a small dictionary makes it easier for me to read words. I think if he teaches me, I will learn more slowly. Why not teach him first, and then he will mark my words, and I will learn faster on my own."
Yue Ke: "Well, that's a good idea, but it's a pity that I can't read the content. Otherwise, I would also like to understand the words from the director of the hospital."
"Why can't you watch it?"
Yue Ke said: "Didn't the master of the hospital listen to what the great elders said? Not everyone can read those words. The things made by the master of the hospital need to be properly preserved and cannot be seen by outsiders."
"Oh yes, the great elder seems to have indeed said that that kind of writing cannot be learned casually."
Qing'er said: "Deacon Ke, please don't worry, we will put these things away."
Yue Qing bit her lip, she was too lazy to care about this, "Deacon Xue, now that I have a pen, why don't I write down all the characters we can think of and then teach them to you."
Mo Xue nodded: "Okay."
"Okay, I've been busy these two days. Hey, I didn't go out much in the villa. When I came to Xibao City, I saw how busy it was outside and wanted to go out for a walk."
Yue Ke said: "Yes, if the hospital master wants to go around Xibao City, Yue Ke can take him as a guide. I am very familiar with this place."
Yue Qing looked at Mo Xue: "Didn't you say you can't go out casually?"
Mo Xue said: "Xibao City belongs to the Villa's territory. You can go around, but you have to talk to the city owner first."
Yue Qing said happily: "Okay, then, Deacon Ke, please help me talk to the city lord. Let's go out for a walk tomorrow."
"Okay, I will tell the city lord later."
"Uh-huh, no, I have to write a little more this afternoon. After I finish, I can go play tomorrow." With that, Yue Qing sat down at the table.
After thinking for a while, I put a teacup in front of me and poured ink into the teacup. Mo Xue twitched his eyebrows, and Yue Ke was amused. It was the first time he saw a teacup with such effect. It's a pity that such a good cup has such a good effect.
Yue Qing put the pen tip into the teacup and let it sit for a while, then started writing seriously on the paper.
