"His unit provides subsidies, and if you don't buy them, you won't get any money." Zhang Yanming explained.

Zhang Yanjun tsk twice and shook his head: "It's better to be in the government. My unit even has to charge money for the dormitory."

"Don't swear." The little girl pointed at Zhang Yanjun with orchid raised her orchid.

"Okay, I've admitted my mistake and changed it."

...

After coming out and returning to Liu Feng’s store, she has already returned and is operating on the computer.

"Have you finished doing it? Your aunt said that she used wooden boards to make a sign with steel characters on it. I can't do it now, so I have to do it. It's slower."

"Wood board? Steel characters? My mother is this, what style does it do?" Zhang Yanming was stunned.

"Your door-to-face now has a board, just look at it with wooden signs."

Zhang Yanming thought for a while: "Don't write steel characters. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. If you make wooden brands, engrave or brand them. Steel characters are not good, it's too ugly."

"What's ugly? Dad, who's ugly?"

"Make a brand for grandma and hang it outside for others to see."

"That's different. You have to find someone to write first, it's much more expensive." Liu Feng woke up.

"Do you have a brush? Let me write it, what name did my mother give me?" Zhang Yanming turned around and looked around.

"Oh, I'm capable and can write calligraphy. Yes, I'll take it for you. I'm going to see what kind of virtue you can show." Liu Feng went behind to find the brush and ink.

"Dad, what is a calligraphy for calligraphy?" the little girl asked quietly lying on Zhang Yanming's ear.

"Just write with a brush...boko                                                                                                                          

"Can you do it? If you are ugly, you will be ruined." Zhang Yanjun expressed serious doubts.

Can I tell you that I won the big prize in my dream of soft and hard pen calligraphy? Zhang Yanming rolled his eyes.

"Come on, come in, write here, I have to appreciate it." Liu Feng smiled and greeted Zhang Yanming inside.

Zhang Yanming put the little girl on the ground and pulled her into it: "Okay, then let you take a good look and open your eyes."

"Dad, Dad, Dad, I can't see it." The little girl pulled Zhang Yanming's hand and jumped.

"Come on, the master is holding you and watching Dad write." Zhang Yanjun came over and picked up Zhang Xiaoyue.

Paper laying. There is no rice paper, even large white paper, and the pen has no tip. Ning Xinan remembers to read this site for favorites. It is really fast to update here. Ink is an industrial synthetic ink. Anyway, let’s make up for the tip of the pen. The requirements for large characters do not have that high.

Holding up the pen to dip ink, Zhang Yanming turned his head to look at Liu Feng: "What's the name?"

Liu Feng was stunned for a moment, then squatted to the ground with a smile, almost rolling down. Zhang Yanming looked at her speechlessly with a brush in his hand.

After laughing for a while, Liu Feng stood up with his stomach on one hand and wiped his tears: "Zhang, Zhang's shop. Oh, I almost laughed to death."

"Zhangjia Shop?"

Zhang Yanjun said: "It's very good. You can sell anything. In the future, the third wife will take it over. My mother is quite thoughtful and quite suitable."

"Don't write a project? Do you know what you are doing?" Zhang Yanming still felt that something was wrong. Don't you have to tell them clearly what you are doing?

"Yes, your aunt told me to make a few listings, and I could take them down at any time to change them, and I would like to sell whatever I sell."...,

"Just like the ones that were ordered in the old restaurants in the past? They didn't turn over, some turned around."

"It's almost the same. It's a little bigger and hang it under the sign. It's pretty good. I feel that I have learned a trick and can design it for others in the future."

"Let's discuss the patent fee later. That's right? I've written it?"

"That's right, write it quickly, I'm in a hurry to read it." Liu Feng pointed to the white paper.

Zhang Yanming pondered for a while and dipped it again.

Most people like to write "dip pen with full pen" when writing calligraphy. It seems that people say the same thing when they say it, but it is actually wrong. It is difficult to write good characters when they dip their pen with full pen. Half full.

The four big characters in Zhangjia Shop appear on paper, with the signature Yanming, year, month, and lunar calendar written.

"This place is carved with an antique seal, and the carvings can understand it, and you will know it as soon as you say it."

Liu Feng tilted his head and looked at the words on the paper. After reading it for a while, he tickled: "I underestimate you. Source of this article: Bokan Novel Network. I can't tell what kind of style it is, but it feels pretty good anyway."

"I don't have any style, I just write it randomly. I can read it anyway. Can it be used?"

Liu Feng nodded: "Yes. So, wait a moment." He ran out and took out another big piece of paper: "Write one for my house, and remember the computer."

Then just write it, just a few things. Zhang Yanming wrote it in one go, but he didn't sign it. After he left his home as a play, he would write it for others and he was not a big deal.

"It's okay, it looks okay. I remember that your pen is very good, but I didn't expect that the brush can be good." Zhang Yanjun nodded and praised a few words. His writing was not good-looking.

Writing is the same as telling stories and crosstalk. It requires talent. It has acquired efforts, but it does not work much.

The little girl became very interested in brushes, staring at her big eyes, a little eager to try.

"Do you want to write?" Zhang Yanming asked her.

The little girl shook her head: "I, I don't know how to read...boko                                                    �

"Okay, then I will write it after I recognize the words. Dad will teach you then."

"Okay." The little girl nodded, thought for a while and asked, "Can I hold it and play with it for a while?"

"This is not OK. If you have any ink, you will rub your hands, face and clothes black, and you will not be able to wash it off."

"Ah?" The little girl shrank back in a little horror. She couldn't do it to make her beautiful clothes black, so it wouldn't be beautiful: "Then, then you take it away quickly, don't rub it against me, what should I do?"

"I know it's pretty." Liu Feng smiled and came over and took the pen and mo to the back.

Zhang Yanming frowned and wondered whether he could add calligraphy works such as poems to make furniture in the future.

After thinking about it, I felt that it was not very meaningful. Ning Xinan remembered to read this site for favorites. It was updated here very quickly. In the future, the furniture will gradually become fashionable and simplified, which is about the convenience of space utilization and assembly, and calligraphy works are not suitable.

It is possible to produce some log hanging paintings to decorate the walls and spaces, and calligraphy and ink paintings are also more suitable for this method.

"What do you think?"

"Oh, I want something, it's okay. Liu Feng, that's fine, right? If it's OK, we'll go back."

"Let's go back, I'll let Lao Qian hang it up for you after it's done."

"How much does it cost?"

"It's over, I don't know. I haven't done this before."

The two brothers came out with Zhang Xiaoyue in their arms. Zhang Yanjun looked at the time: "Then you just carry the child back, I'll leave."

"Big, where are you going?"

"Good guys go to work and make money."

"Oh, it's a big white. I need to earn a lot of money back."

"Don't forget to get the property certificate, and then find out the original building drawings for me."

"Okay, don't forget."
Chapter completed!