In fact, Mao Geng never officially sketched a woman in his previous life. The reason is very simple. When he draws a boy, he is impatient and sitting stupidly. It is really hard to imagine that a girl would sit there stupidly and let a rookie portrait. Well, he secretly sketched a girl in class, but at most he would just draw a side.

Today, I was portraying a woman face to face for the first time. The model still looks like a disaster. As long as I meet Su Zhiyan's eyes, Mao Geng's heart will be pounding, and the pen in his hand can't be left. The heroine saw that Mao Geng's infatuated eyes were no different from other men, and burst into laughter. She thought to herself that Mr. Mao, who was called "all-in-law", also had this kind of virtue!

When Mao Geng heard the laughter, his heart skipped a beat. He didn't know whether the beauty was laughing at her or what, so he became less and less afraid to look at Su Zhiyan's eyes.

In addition to Su Zhiyi and Wenyuan, there were also Su Zhiyi’s wife Luo and her sister. Luo’s sister was only ** years old. She clapped her hands and said:

"This elder brother of the Mao family blushed when he saw Aunt Yan!"

Mao Geng was sweating heavily in his heart. His thoughts were seen through by the little girl. He was so ashamed!

When you are with a beautiful woman, you will naturally feel oppressed. Facing Su Zhiyan, a beauty who looks down on all living beings, this kind of oppression is even more unrestrained. Perhaps only a guy like Fengsanlang who feels good about himself can be better. But with a little guess, you will know that Fengsanlang is probably unrequited and follows Su Zhiyan all day long. Su Zhiyan may not have any good looks at him.

Seeing that the child spoke Wuji, Luo pulled the girl over and said:

"If you don't talk nonsense, you will disturb Mr. Mao's portrait of Aunt Yan."

The girl put her mouth close to Luo's ear and whispered:

"Sister, does that big brother of the Mao family fall in love with Aunt Yan?"

Although the voice was low, everyone in the room could hear it clearly. A red cloud suddenly appeared on Su Zhiyan's face. Seeing Mao Geng's eyes, she felt that it was a little more charming.

Mao Geng was asking himself in his heart whether he just liked it or did he really fall in love with Su Zhiyan? After thinking about it, he felt that Su Zhiyan's beauty was beyond doubt. He was naturally willing to be with a beautiful woman like Su Zhiyan. However, it seems that he is not as good as being inseparable from Su Zhiyan every moment, which means that he is definitely not so fascinated by Su Zhiyan. Therefore, he should be the kind of man's natural love for beauties. If he had to say it was love, it was just a budding place.

Mao Geng prepared the drawing board, laid the paper, held the carbon strips in his hand, but for a long time, he did not fall a single stroke. A small bud in his heart was growing, as if he would push the thin layer of soil at any time. Suddenly, he thought of Wang Qinyin, and it seemed that there was a small bud that had grown in his heart, but it was just covered in deep soil.

At this time, the girl from the Luo family ran over and saw that she was still a piece of white paper on her drawing. So she was puzzled and said crisply:

"Brother Mao family, is Aunt Yan beautiful? Draw it quickly. Draw the beautiful Aunt Yan and compare it with the ones that Brother Feng San to see who painted Aunt Yan beautifully. Is it good?"

As soon as the people in the room started to laugh, the atmosphere suddenly became very relaxed.

Mao Geng smiled self-deprecatingly and thought to himself, what's wrong with him? When he saw a beautiful woman, he was shocked by his aura. This is not a good sign.

I suppressed my mood and noticed that the light in the house was really dark. There was no sunshine today. The windows of this era were covered with window paper. The light transmission rate was limited. There was only one window in the house, so the light was a bit dark. However, there was nothing wrong with drawing sketches. As long as the angle was selected, the natural light and dark effect was actually good.

However, the outline of a beauty is just right. If you add a little, you will feel fat, and if you lose a little, you will feel thin. This is generally the case. So you have to draw a good score to describe the beauty. Unfortunately, Mao Geng does not have such a skill at the moment. Besides, to grasp the character's voice, appearance and smile for a moment, no one can compare to a point-and-shoot camera.

Mao Geng walked around Su Zhiyan for a long time and chose different perspectives to grasp the characters. Finally, Mao Geng wisely let Su Zhiyan turn sideways, and there is no way. His painting skills are limited, and his only choice is to draw a side image. In any case, the side contour is always much easier to grasp than the front contour.

Speaking of which, Mao Geng doesn't have the ability to meticulously craft and draw exquisite effects, so he still uses the method of hiding his weaknesses as always. If he can skip it, he will skip it. He uses sketching and blank space to express the key light and shadow characteristics, and just be able to intersect.

Fortunately, I felt that this side portrait was quite unsatisfactory, at least better than Fengsanlang's ladies' picture, and Mao Geng finally fell down.

The girl from the Luo family said repeatedly:

"Tsk tsk, the elder brother of the Mao family is really well drawn, well, he looks like Aunt Yan."

Suddenly he grabbed Mao Geng's hand and shook it, saying:

"Brother Mao family, you are good at drawing well, but I don't like Aunt Yan, who is biased, so is it good to draw a straight one?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter, and even the reserved Su Zhiyan bent down with a smile.

Mao Geng smiled and said:

"The side of your Aunt Yan--that looks good too, of course--the front looks better."

The girl from the Luo family woke up and found out that she was not a mistake in the painting, but she still refused to give in:

"My face is obviously better. Big brother of the Mao family, come and draw another Aunt Yan on the front, okay?"

Mao Geng glanced at Wen Yuan. The signal was very obvious. He asked Wen Yuan to come out to help him. Wen Yuan understood and coaxed the girl from the Luo family and said:

"Little sister of Luo family, your Mao family has important things to do. This time I can only draw here, and I will draw it next time."

But the little girl held Mao Geng's clothes and insisted on finding out the truth:

"Brother Mao Family, what's wrong with you? Is that important? It won't take long to draw a picture."

Mao Gengxin said that this is not a question of whether there is time to draw, but that he is not satisfied with even drawing a side image, let alone a more difficult front image. He must not respond to this matter. When he was anxious, he remembered that he was trying to boil cement today. He was anxious and could not think of anything else, so he used this as an excuse and said:

"Your Aunt Yan---that looks very beautiful. I originally drew another one--that---I would also like it. But I want to do one--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that--that-stone."

When the little girl heard this, her interest suddenly changed and she asked excitedly:

"Really? Can mud really turn into stones? Big brother of the Mao family, don't lie, liar is a puppy."

When Mao Geng saw that this girl was so cute, he could only answer:

"That--that is of course true, a lie--that is a puppy."

The next sentence from the little girl almost choked Mao Geng:

"Brother Mao family, you are good at everything, good people, good paintings, and even mud turns into stones. You just talk to those who say that, which is not good."

Su Zhiyan burst into laughter, glanced at Mao Geng meaningfully, turned to shout at the little girl:

"Xiaojuan, don't talk nonsense."

Su Zhiyi quickly laughed and said that the little girl didn't know anything and told Mao Geng not to take it to heart.

Mao Geng was very excited and didn't know what Su Zhiyan thought about him. This time he came here, he felt that the Su family was doing something, and he seemed to be a little optimistic about him, but he had to take the initiative to take the bait. Su Zhiyan's attitude seemed not enthusiastic, and he couldn't guess how she thought. However, in general, he was still not strong enough! In the eyes of the Su family, he might just have a little talent and could not be called the ideal Dongshui son-in-law. Since ancient times, heroes are matched with beauty. In Su Zhiyan's eyes, his image is definitely not as good as a hero, and there are also verbal flaws. In this case, I am afraid that the weight in her heart is quite limited, probably between being able to and not being able to do so.

On the way back to Baixi, Mao Geng was thinking all the way, and at the same time made a secret decision, one was to work hard and show his strength as soon as possible, and the other was to make up for his determination to overcome his oral problems.

Mao Geng returned to Baixi and immediately became busy. When he prepared the iron ore powder, coal powder and clay powder, it was already evening. At this time, the hand-cranked blower windmill that he made had arrived. The outlet duct of this local blower equipment was embedded in the air inlet of the micro-standing kiln and applied mud. A dodgy micro-concrete kiln was finally completed. Mao Geng was not going to try the cement overnight, so it would not be too late to burn it the next morning.

The next morning, after the two of them practiced Tai Chi that Wen Yuan said, "It's too slow to be slower", they ate two bites of rice and couldn't wait to start fiddling.

All the powders have been ground. Mao Geng has mixed two portions of 10 kilograms of recycled material according to the ratio of 80% limestone powder, 5% iron ore powder, and 15% dry clay powder. The first portion of raw material is mixed with one and a half kilograms of coal powder and stirred evenly. This is the first portion of all black raw material. The second portion of raw material is mixed with two kilograms of coal powder and stirred evenly. This is the second portion of all black raw material.

Then, the two began to rub raw materials by hand, sprayed the first portion of black raw materials with water, and then rubbed them into small black balls the size of thumb with their hands. Then they put these raw materials into the furnace and started to set off fire under the furnace. When the fire became more and more prosperous, they shook the windmill and blew the air into the furnace. In this way, the air flow flowed in the gaps of the raw materials, and the fire under the furnace became more and more prosperous. The raw materials balls were ignited layer by layer. The wind leveraged the fire and the fire leveraged the wind. The raw materials balls in the furnace burned from bottom to top until each raw material ball was red and shiny, and hot sparks emerged.

After about half an hour, Mao Geng probably burned it thoroughly, so he tried to cool the furnace. After cooling, he took out the burned clinker in the furnace. I wonder if this pot of clinker was OK.

The second portion of all black raw material was also prepared in the same way, but this time it was obviously faster to heat up and burned more vigorously. Mao Geng looked at the heat, repeated the last cooling, and took out the material, and the second furnace of clinker was also calcined.

Then grind the two portions of clinker out into powder separately, even if it is finished cement - I don’t know if it can be hardened into concrete. At first glance, at least in appearance, it is similar to cement in later generations, but the only difference is that the powder is not fine enough.

Next is the cement-forming concrete test, and two kilograms of cement were divided from the two parts of cement, and combined with the river sand and stones that had been prepared long ago. In addition to Mao Geng, Wen Yuan became the first person in this era to witness the magic of turning mud into stone.

The cement that was burned did not disappoint Mao Geng, while Wen Yuan felt particularly incredible. Wen Yuan almost guarded the two pieces of concrete, observed the condensation and hardened until it finally turned into a hard stone.

"I didn't expect it to turn into a stone! I really expected it!" Mao Geng muttered.

The next afternoon, Mao Geng was looking forward to the hardening effect, and although he had to wait for many days to achieve the ideal hardening strength, Mao Geng was still very excited. At least he had a preliminary success! As for the quality of cement, don’t hurry up and slowly improve it in the future.

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Chapter completed!