small farmer

Chapter 723 Big Harvest (12)

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Zhang Feng is drawing on the table.

I saw a wooden basin on the table, and there were five or six crayfish in the basin with their teeth and claws.

Everyone was watching Zhang Feng's painting when they had nothing to do, especially when they heard that Zhang Feng was going to paint a shrimp, even the old man and the usually dull brother Jun came to watch the fun.

Seeing everyone surrounding him, Zhang Feng smiled helplessly, thinking that Mr. Qi Baishi's shrimp was so famous that he drew a shrimp and was surrounded by everyone.

"Brother, draw well, if only you can draw like Qi Baishi's!" Zhang Yue said confidently to Zhang Feng.

"Can I compare with Old Man Baishi? Look at what you girl said, he has been painting for a lifetime, but I have only been painting for a few years?" Zhang Feng gave Baby Sister a glance, and said rather speechlessly.

"Hehe, Xiaofeng, don't underestimate yourself. I think your landscape paintings are very good, not much worse than the great painters. As long as you continue to work hard, you will definitely be able to reach the level of old Baishi!" The old man encouraged with a smile.

Zhang Feng smiled slightly, and didn't take it seriously, he didn't make a living by painting, painting was just a hobby in his life, so he didn't need to compare himself with others.

After taking a look at the crayfish in the pot, Zhang Feng finally started to move. The brush in his hand was stained with ink, and he waved the tip of the brush. Soon, the nimble crayfish appeared on the paper.

Zhang Feng's painting this time focuses on realism, almost completely following the body structure of crayfish, so the crayfish on the drawing paper looks lifelike, as if they were alive.

"Wow, the big brother's drawing is so similar!"

When Zhang Feng stopped painting, his younger sister Xiaoyue couldn't help exclaiming.

Hearing what his sister said, Zhang Feng looked at it, and finally shook his head. He felt that there were still many flaws in the painting, and the strength of the brushwork was not well grasped.

"What? Madman, do you think the painting is not good?" Yiyi asked curiously when she saw Zhang Feng's appearance.

"Of course, look here... and here..." Zhang Feng nodded, pointing out where he made a mistake.

Hearing Zhang Feng's explanation, the others couldn't help but shook their heads, thinking that Zhang Feng was too serious, if this painting wasn't good, then they probably didn't even think it was as good as a child's graffiti.

Crash!Zhang Feng tore up the painting and prepared to paint another one.

"Ah, brother, why did you tear it up, I'm going to hang it in my room!" Zhang Yue felt distressed.

"Hehe, it's okay, I didn't draw well just now, I will draw a better one for you immediately!" Zhang Feng smiled, spread the rice paper again, and began to splash ink.

But the little girl still thinks it's a pity, such a good painting, it's not good to tear it up, and it's not bad to use it to paste the wall!

If Zhang Feng knew that his younger sister had this idea, he would be overwhelmed immediately and use his own painting to paste the wall. This would be too much, even if it is a failure.

After Zhang Feng painted the second picture, he still felt a little satisfied, but before Zhang Feng made up his mind to tear it up, girl Xiaoyue snatched the painting from the table.

"Hee hee, brother, don't waste it all the time, just give it to me if you don't want it!" The little girl said with a smile.

Zhang Feng smiled wryly and shook his head. After the second painting, he finally found the feeling, so Zhang Feng prepared to draw the best painting in his heart all at once.

This time, Zhang Feng seemed to have a plan in mind, and he waved his pen like flowing clouds and flowing water. He worked hard and finally completed a picture of a shrimp scene that satisfied him.

Although it is still not as good as Qi Baishi's painting, it has already shown Zhang Feng's best level at this time, so Zhang Feng also showed a satisfied smile on his face.

Then Zhang Feng began to explain the painting skills to his younger sisters Zhang Lin and Yiyi, taught them on the spot, and guided them to complete a painting.

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Just when Zhang Feng was teaching his younger sister and Yiyi to draw in the yard.

The old man and Grandma Liu watched for a while, then came to the backyard wearing protective clothing.

One can tell from looking at their equipment that they are preparing to harvest Hundred Flowers Honey. How can such good honey be wasted like Zhang Feng, not harvesting it once a month.

The old man opened the beehive and saw that the box was full of honey, like gold, and exuding a strong fragrance, so he couldn't help complaining:

"There are so many good honeys, this guy Xiaofeng is really reckless, he hasn't cut it once for more than a month!"

"Okay, old man, don't worry too much about it, be careful that the bee stings your mouth! Hehe..." Grandma Liu joked with a smile.

"How is that possible? When I was young, I was in the village. I was a small honey cutter. When I was eight years old, I dared to go up the mountain to dig out wild beehives..." The old man smiled and talked about his glorious deeds when he was a child.

But after all, the old man did not move slowly. He held the hive in one hand and the brush in the other, and quickly and gently drove the bees away.

Grandma Liu was holding a basin to catch the honey harvested by the old man. The two elders acted very tacitly, and they harvested all the honey from the three beehives in a short while.

"Come on, old lady, I'll help you!" The three beehives had a great harvest of honey, and a medium-sized stainless steel basin was full, weighing at least thirty or forty catties.

The old man handed the brush to Grandma Liu, and quickly walked outside carrying a basin full of honey.

"Wow, so much honey!" Xiaoyue ran over excitedly as soon as she saw the old man carrying the honey coming out.

"Hehe, if it wasn't for the bees, there would be a lot more!" The old man put the basin on the ground and said with a smile.

Xiaoyue also seems to be very interested in shaking honey, so she immediately ran into the utility room, took out the honey shaker, put it under the water pipe to clean it, and finally wiped off the water stains inside with a dry towel.

"Grandma Liu, how do I do this, can I just put the honeycomb in?" the little girl asked curiously.

"That's right, after putting it in, just shake the handle on the outside. Let me demonstrate it first." After speaking, Grandma Liu began to teach the little girl to shake the honey.

"Hee hee, Grandma Liu is like spinning flowers!" The little girl shook the honey shaker, feeling that it was not enjoyable, just like the wooden frame used to spin flowers in the village.

"Hehe, that's right, but Spinning Flowers is a bit different from this one..." Then Grandma Liu introduced it to the little girl with a smile.

"Wow, there are so many? Hehe..." After a while, a lot of honey was loaded into the honey shaker, and the little girl was very pleasantly surprised when she saw it.

"Xiaoyue, go to the house and bring some empty bottles, it seems that there are some in the cabinet in the kitchen!" Grandma Liu instructed Zhang Yue with a smile.

"Hey, okay Grandma Liu, I'll go right away!"

In response, the little girl ran into the house excitedly.After a while, he walked out with five or six clean bottles.

The harvest this time is indeed a lot. It took almost twenty bottles to fill the two-jin bottle.

Seeing so many delicious Baihua nectar, the faces of the old man and grandma Liu showed happy smiles.

(End of this chapter)