Rebirth to 90s: The Heroine of the Salted Fish Quit Her Job

In other words, the age of this painting is extremely old.

"Master, help me take a look at this painting. What's the reason? It feels a little strange?"

Qingyue came over, probably just glanced at it, then raised her sleeves and waved it.

"Such a clumsy deception, dare to deceive the old man!"

As a result, the moment his sleeve waved, it stopped.

If he deals with it here, he doesn't know if the things that have touched his breath will be swallowed up by the rejection of time, so it's better for him to stay still.

Of course, he also said that this is a very clumsy blindfold, not worth mentioning.

"Go back and get salt, add some cinnabar, and then mix in the juice that has been soaked in the fairy sunflower grass, and wipe the picture scroll."

"Thank you master."

Liu Liang rolled up the painting again and put it back in her ring.

When she came, the ring was filled with snacks, but when she went back, there was a pile of powdered sunflower grass, and there was a calligraphy and painting of Gu Kaizhi that had been placed in the ring.

When she opened her eyes, it was already bright outside. Every time Liu Liang woke up in such a situation, she was not used to it, as if she had a long, long dream, and When she woke up from the dream, she was here again. If it wasn't for the more or less things in the ring, she might really think that it was really a dream.

She was about to get up, but she was lazy again, turned her back, and continued to sleep.

Until she felt something shooting on her face, she opened her eyes and met a pair of big round eyes, a pair of beautiful big round eyes, and a small bald head.

"Smelly Dabao, why are you here?"

Liu Liang sat up and took Dabao into her arms.

Others may not be able to tell the two little ones, who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother? But Liu Liang will never admit her mistake. Dabao has stars in his eyes, while Xiaobao is running water.

The two are completely different.

"Sister, eat eggs."

Dabao pouted his little mouth, seeing that everyone wants to eat.

"How hungry are you?"

Liu Liang pinched his chubby face, "Look, you've gained some weight from eating again. If you keep getting fatter, in the end, only a sister with such natural powers as you might be able to hold you."

Of course Dabao didn't know that his sister was disgusting him for being fat, and she was happy to ask for eggs from time to time. At this time, Zhou Lanping walked in and hugged Dabao directly.

"When he got up today, he had to look for you, and he couldn't make a fuss."

Zhou Lanping touched Dabao's small forehead. There was some wind blowing outside today. I don't know if it hit the little devil's head. This little brain.

"Mom, Eggy."

Dading opened his big eyes, and his appearance was pitiful and cute. Zhou Lanping couldn't stand it the most, it was Da Xiaobao's expression, and obviously Da Xiaobao also knew how he would make his mother soft, so he was even more 's vigorous performance.

"understood."

Zhou Lanping pinched his chubby face, mother took you to eat eggs, Xiaobao has eaten eggs, who makes you disobedient, disobedient children, no eggs to eat.

"Eat the eggs."

Dabao didn't have that much vocabulary, so he couldn't hear the rest, so he could only understand the two words Zhou Lanping said.

"I'll take him to eat first."

Zhou Lanping pressed his son's small face into his arms, "We've all eaten, thinking that your body may not have recovered, so I didn't call you up."

"Your Uncle Cheng warmed all the food in the pot, come and eat it later."

"I see."

Liu Liang pulled on the quilt again and wanted to sleep for a while. It was just after nine o'clock, so it wasn't too late.

After Zhou Lanping carried Dabao back, Liu Liang got up.

"I'm really working hard."

Liu Liang pursed her lips.

How do people manage to sleep until three shots in the sun every day?

She thought that she might not be able to do it. When she was at Liu's house, she hadn't had a good night's sleep. This time, she came back to study. She woke up early every day. Immortal sunflower grass will be better, not to mention dew, even a little moisture has an extraordinary effect.

When Liu Liang arrived there, the nanny said that Cheng Bin and Zhou Lanping took Dabao and Xiaobao to the small lake outside to see the scenery. It was the two little ones who had cultivated a habit.

Liu Liang walked into the kitchen and opened the pot. There were a lot of things in the pot, including flower rolls, fried dough sticks, and millet porridge.

Liu Liang took out her breakfast, sat on the stone table, smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus here, and ate the refreshing and appetizing side dishes, feeling that she was in a good mood every day.

After eating, Liu Liang still didn't go out. She still had a lot of things to do, and she also had to take out the fairy sunflower powder. She had saved a lot this time, and if she didn't take it out, the inside of the ring would be. There will be no place to put anything else.

After putting the powdered fairy sunflower grass in the small warehouse, Liu Liangcai took out the picture scroll.

The picture scroll is still the same, and it hasn't changed a bit. It seems that the things she brought over will be fine.

She opened the scroll, and then spread it out on a large table. To be honest, after looking at it, she still didn't feel any difference, and it was also an absolute fake.

She called a basin of water, put some fairy sunflower grass in it, and found a little cinnabar and salt. According to what Qingyue said, she mixed these three things together.

Then, soak a clean cloth and wipe it carefully. She wipes it very carefully, because she knows that there is water in it. If it is wrong, she may wipe the color on the painting. .

She wiped it carefully. At first, nothing happened. It was still the same fake, and it was the same color. Liu Liang was a little disappointed, but she was also a little fortunate. At least, she really didn't. The paint on it has been wiped off.

Is it because there is less water, or is there less salt, or is it because there is less cinnabar?

Liu Liang leaned against the table, thinking about this from time to time, she couldn't help but sighed, it was all her fault, why did she forget to ask the master the proportion of these things, what is it?

It must be that she put something wrong, otherwise, it is impossible to have no effect.

She lustfully believed what Qingyue said, Qingyue would not lie to her bored, but she just didn't ask clearly.

She turned around and was about to roll up the picture, but her hand suddenly froze there, and even her pupils shrank slightly.

This is, she quickly picked up the painting and put it in front of her eyes.