Zhao Ruxi thought that no matter how fast Xiao Lingyan was, it would take three to five days to give her the drawings. Unexpectedly, she received a letter from Qing Feng when she was out of school the next day. When she opened the envelope, there was a stack of drawings inside.

She had studied the loom last night, and she knew at first glance that it was a drawing of a loom.

This guy is quite fast.

Zhao Ruxi was very satisfied with Xiao Lingyan's speed.

She wrote back a letter to Xiao Lingyan and asked Qing Feng to deliver it to the courtyard. She herself went to the courtyard where the accountants lived and started training them.

After half an hour, everyone was asked to find an account to practice on. Qing Feng, who had returned from delivering the letter, was asked to stay here to tutor them. Zhao Ruxi went to the painting academy next door.

Qingfeng stayed with Zhao Ruxi during this period, and she was very good in terms of character, ability, and loyalty. Zhao Ruxi wanted to make the best use of her. He didn't want her to just be a maid who waited on people, but trained her into a skilled talent.

Therefore, after returning to the uncle's house every evening, besides teaching Zhao Jingtai, she would teach Qing Feng and let her learn Arabic numerals and accounting skills.

She wants to train Qing Feng to be her financial manager.

Originally, these six accountants could be given to Qing Feng for training. But if Zhao Ruxi wants to win people's hearts and cultivate the loyalty of these accountants to her, she cannot leave everything to others.

Spending two or three days training these people for half an hour every day is not difficult for her, but she can gain recognition and admiration from the accountants. Zhao Ruxi feels that doing so is worthwhile.

When she arrived at the painting academy, she was about to walk around and give some guidance to everyone when Kang Shilin rushed her into the house: "Go, go, go practice your painting. We don't need you to worry about it here. You've almost learned it, practice more."

That’s fine. If you have any questions, we’ll ask you later.”

Others echoed in agreement.

"Master, I'll walk around first. If there's no problem, I'll go in." Zhao Ruxi touched her nose.

Kang Shilin had no choice but to let her go.

Zhao Ruxi walked around the painting academy, gave everyone a few pointers, and then ran to Wu Zong to mutter a few words before entering the house.

She spread out a piece of paper and began to polish the ink, thinking about the layout of the painting while polishing the ink. After polishing the ink, she picked up the pen and started painting.

The paintings she painted were still the same size as yesterday.

She wanted to see how many points she could get for paintings drawn using this method.

She likes to paint in a hurry. When she finishes a painting and puts down the pen, she finds that her neck is sore and her legs are numb when she stands.

Looking at the sky outside, it's evening again and it's time for everyone in the art academy to get out of school.

She lowered her head to look at the painting she had drawn, and was about to ask the system why she didn't see the points broadcast, when she heard the system's emotionless broadcast voice: "Congratulations to the host, the wisdom value is 80."

Zhao Ruxi rubbed her neck and asked the system: "Only eighty?"

Eighty points seems like a lot, and her current calligraphy practice is only eight points for one article, but she just spent almost an hour and a half painting this painting.

If she practiced calligraphy non-stop for an hour and a half, she could get eighty points.

This was a bit far from what she expected.

The system was also disappointed in its heart, but it pretended to be calm: "Host, Mr. Mingcang is a master of calligraphy. You only earn 100 points with your handwriting like that. Eighty points is a lot."

Zhao Ruxi rolled her eyes: "Mr. Mingcang only needs ten minutes to write thirty words. It takes me three hours to paint a painting. Can we compare them together?"

As she was talking, she suddenly heard a knock on the door. She turned around and saw that it was Kang Shilin.

"Master." She smiled at the door, "You can come in as often as you like. Why don't you knock on the door?"

"Aren't we afraid of disturbing you?" Kang Shilin has been here two or three times. Just now he saw that Zhao Ruxi stopped painting, so he knocked on the door.

He walked in with his hands behind his back, walked to the table and stopped, looking at Zhao Ruxi's painting.

After a long while, he nodded and said: "Okay, very good, there is improvement compared to yesterday."

Zhao Ruxi smiled: "Thank you, Master, for the compliment."

She also felt that this painting was better than yesterday's painting, the brushwork was more sophisticated, and there were not many mistakes. She was quite satisfied with her progress.

"If you don't have enough time in the future, you don't need to paint such a large painting. Now you are mainly familiar with various painting methods, and you can paint some small paintings. But if you have time, you should still paint large ones. Large paintings can train your ability to understand the entire painting.

The ability to control.”

Zhao Ruxi nodded: "Okay."

Regardless of the master, she also planned to practice small paintings. She wanted to see how many points the system would give her for painting small-sized paintings.

"Master, is junior sister's painting ready? Everyone wants to take a look." Wu Zong walked in.

Zhao Ruxi was surprised: "Isn't everyone leaving yet?"

"Hey, I'm waiting to see your painting." Wu Zongdao.

Zhao Ruxi had no choice but to let them in. Everyone looked at the painting and praised Zhao Ruxi again before they dispersed.

After getting on the carriage, Zhao Ruxi said to the system: "Don't you collect praise points? I read novels in my previous life, and their systems all collected praise points."

The system has no entity, otherwise Zhao Ruxi will definitely roll his eyes: "Host, this is my wisdom to let you embark on a happy life system, not a rainbow fart system. Please correct your attitude, host."

Zhao Ruxi added: "Some obstacles are commonly known as the mentally retarded system."

System: "..." Hey, policeman, I want to complain to the host about the system's ginseng cock.

After returning home, Zhao Ruxi hurried back to Xiuzhuyuan after dinner and asked Zhao Jingtai to paint by herself, while she went into the house and painted a small-sized painting.

"Congratulations to the host, the wisdom value is 60."

Hearing this announcement, Zhao Ruxi looked at the hourglass. It only took her two-quarters of an hour to paint this painting. Looking at the painting again, probably because her mind was not calm enough, the painting was not very good. There were several flaws.

The painting is imperfect.

After such a comparison, she had an idea.

It seems that it is more cost-effective to paint small paintings.

"Host, please correct your attitude. This system is to encourage you to work hard to improve in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to let you calculate how to earn more points."

Zhao Ruxi: "..."

The cute system suddenly became the teaching director, and the string in Zhao Ruxi's heart suddenly tightened.

"System, are you still the same system I know? Have you been transported through time?" Zhao Ruxi asked, "Or have you been upgraded?"

Saying that, she quickly opened the light curtain.

The original Quick Pill icon has now become Dali Pill, but the price is a bit more expensive than before, at 23,000 points.

This was the product she urged the system to buy last night. The price was set by the system because it was a fool, saying that it originally thought that the host was poor, so it took a loss and made a profit. Dali Pill can no longer be sold at a low price.
Chapter completed!