Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

Chapter 262 What a beautiful place

Grandfather held a painting and some written articles, while grandmother held a colored pencil drawing and admired it while praising it:

"Tsk tsk tsk, look at it, it's really a gorgeous autumn color. I have never seen such beautiful autumn colors. If this is true, what a beautiful place it must be!"

When my grandfather saw my grandmother praising the painting in her hand, he took a look across the coffee table and said, "Let Shuyan take a look. He has been to many places. Let him see if there is any real autumn scenery in the world that is so beautiful."

Grandma was referring to Wang Jinyi's color sketches, because when Wang Jinyi first started making pencils, he drew a piece of baked bun for the whole family. Since then, my grandfather has specifically asked Wang Jinyi about this painting method, and no one will doubt it when it is displayed today.

Wang Jinyi boldly drew a sketch with colored pencils. The colorful and lush forests, the interplay of red and yellow, and the dark green color stubbornly resisting the spread of yellow made the picture surprisingly full and gorgeous.

Uncle Wang Shuyan took the colored pencil drawing and examined it carefully. He looked at it over and over again for a long time and asked:

"Jin'er, what did you use to paint this? The colors are so rich. What is this painting method called? Who is the master who taught you to paint?"

The grandfather admired the poem on Wang Jinyi's painting and handed it to the grandmother beside him: "Look at the ink painting by your granddaughter."

As she spoke, she pointed to the poem on the painting. My grandmother took it in her hand and admired the overhead view of the autumn landscape in ink painting. She felt that the artistic conception was very profound, and it seemed that the more she looked at it, the more she felt that there was something special in it.

When Wang Shuyan asked about the drawing method, the grandmother answered for her granddaughter: "This is a kind of pencil sold outside. It is a colored pencil made by Jin'er."

Grandfather also explained: "Jin'er cooperated with the clan to make pencils. I told you to try to draw with this kind of pen."

"Oh? Is this the painting method you are talking about? I have never come across it before, and I didn't understand it at the time..."

"Jin'er led people to make pencils so that students could use cheap pens, and later they invented colored pencils. Shuyan, you should try it too."

Wang Jinyi knew that Third Uncle was good at calligraphy and painting, so he flattered her, "Third Uncle, with your intelligence and painting skills, you will definitely be able to paint better. If you don't believe me, just try it."

As he directed the little maid Chunfen to go back to her study to get the colored pencil, the grandfather stopped her:

"The colored pencil Jin'er gave me is in the study in the east room. The purple colored pencil you mixed recently is even better. Where did you collect the color?"

Wang Shuyan originally shook his head, indicating that he might not be able to perform better, but when he heard the question, he became curious and wanted to know the answer.

Wang Jinyi couldn't say that he had traveled to the seaside in his previous life and collected purple barnacle shells himself, so he could only say modestly:

"Grandpa, these are the colors that the people who make colored pencils discovered accidentally. I didn't expect that the colored pencils they made are so beautiful."

“How many colors are there now?”

"With the purple color sent the day before yesterday, there are twelve colors now. Needless to say, if I use these colors to paint flowers and birds, it will definitely be more colorful."

Wang Shuyan took the colored pencils brought by the servant, turned them over and looked at them, but he couldn't figure out how to use them.

My grandfather joked, "At first, we didn't know how to use it because we hadn't come into contact with it. Now, the concierge at home who records the flow of people or uses shorthand is very good at it."

Grandmother also joined in and said, "I see that Mo Yu next to Jin Er uses this kind of pencil the best. Every time I make notes for Jin Er, the pencil is so fast that it almost flies. "

Wang Shuyan was surprised to find that her parents spoke of their niece with great pride, just like their own achievements.

Wang Shuyan couldn't help but be curious about the colored pencils. "Jin'er, how do you mix these colors?"

Wang Jinyi thought that since he had people under his command who were responsible for mining and extracting mineral colors, even if he told the truth, it would not expose himself and would not affect his personality.

"In fact, I have recruited many talented people. They travel all over the world to look for minerals. After they come back, they crush them and extract the colors. For example, the blue and green colors are made from the minerals they find, which are ground into powder and purified."

Grandmother said, half complaining but actually showing off:

"You don't even know that the yard of our original laundry room has now been specially set aside for Jin'er's people to study and refine colors.

That yard is simply, hey! But these people, under Jin'er's guidance, really made more than 10 colors..."

My grandmother kept talking on and on.

The grandfather flipped through the article Wang Jinyi had written page by page. When he saw the sloppy handwriting, he looked up at his granddaughter with an obvious warning in his eyes.

The grandmother gave instructions on the poem written by Wang Jinyi and commented on it with her third son.

Wang Jinyi was standing obediently in the hall waiting for the judges to make a decision. Hey! The test results after studying for several years are coming out.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the manuscripts were all handed over to my grandfather, who only said: "Jin'er can leave now, go and settle the people down."

Grandmother said, "Go quickly and come back soon. We are going to host a banquet for your Third Uncle tonight. You took advantage of your Third Uncle when you published the book, so you should thank him formally."

Wang Jinyi heard it and said, "Yes! The first book I published was seven children's stories, which were published at the end of Uncle San's travel notes. If it hadn't been for the first book, there wouldn't have been those storybooks later."

"Jin'er would like to thank Uncle San for showing me the way!"

Wang Shuyan was a little confused, but he just smiled and accepted the gift and asked:

"When did I ever show Jin'er the favor of guiding her?"

"It's a long story. When Jin'er was three years old, she saw the manuscript you sent home, and she wanted to write down her dream and publish it like you did to make money..."

"Sell for money?"

Grandmother continued the topic of making money and said, "You thought so! Jin'er has made quite a lot of money from his storybooks over the years."

Grandmother asked in surprise:

"Have you never heard of the name of the star in the night sky?"

"I've heard that he's a very famous and prolific author."

Grandma asked Grandpa: "Didn't you tell Shuyan that Jin'er is the star in the night sky?"

Wang Shuyan asked: "Who? Who is the star in the night sky?"

This time, the grandmother raised her head with pride and said, "Our Jin'er! Our Jin'er is the star in the night sky."

Grandfather nodded to confirm what Grandmother said and asked:

"Haven't you heard from outsiders that the star in the night sky is the young master of the Wang family?"

"I did hear about it, but my family all followed the orthodox path to take the exam, so I didn't think much about it. I always thought that someone was deliberately hyping it up, and I never thought that it was a storybook published by our family.

"Oh, by the way, there are rumors out there that this star in the night sky is a poor, unmarried scholar, and there is no romance between men and women in what he wrote..."

Having said this, Wang Shuyan stopped. After all, he was also an older unmarried man and there were some things he couldn't say.

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Wang Jinyi was a little panicked after hearing the outsiders' speculation about her.