Liu Jin held a brush in hand and copied a copybook very carefully, writing beautiful calligraphy. This was the first task given to him by the system, and it is also the only task at present.
Whether it was for the points awarded by the mission, or to live up to his status as a scholar, or to be able to look like a fool in ancient times in the future, Liu Jin also felt that it was necessary to practice calligraphy.
Writing brushes are different from the hard pen calligraphy used in later generations. The hard pens used in later generations are easy to use and easy to write, but the writing brush is different. It is difficult to use and inconvenient to write. If you want to write good calligraphy, it takes a long time.
Practice requires mastering methods and techniques.
Later Liu Jin had never learned calligraphy at all and had no experience in this area. He only knew how to hold a calligraphy brush when he first started learning to practice calligraphy, but this was not enough.
"Fortunately, this body still retains the original memory, otherwise it would be really difficult to earn points."
Liu Jin copied very carefully. Practicing calligraphy requires patience, concentration, and more importantly, meditation.
After dragging Zhao Heishan's family into his pirate ship, Liu Jin had enough time to calm down and practice calligraphy and study the Four Books and Five Classics.
Because of the soul piercing, there are still a lot of memories of the original owner in his mind. The original owner is very serious about reading. He has already memorized things like the Four Books and Five Classics by heart, and even various works explaining these books.
I have read a lot and memorized a lot. At such a young age, I have already obtained the title of scholar at the age of seventeen, and I am also a popular candidate for Qiuwei High School next year.
Writing is naturally one of the strengths of the original owner. Liu Jin looked through some of the books left behind and found that the original owner's handwriting was very good. If it were left to future generations, it would definitely be a master's level. Of course, some calligraphy masters would not dare to compliment it.
But in ancient times, because scholars used calligraphy to write with calligraphy every day, basically anyone who came out to study could write beautiful calligraphy with calligraphy. After all, they wrote and practiced every day.
With the memory of the original owner, Liu Jin was able to practice calligraphy like a fish in water and made rapid progress.
At the beginning, the writing was ugly, but soon it gradually got better and the writing was impressive.
"I think this word is pretty good. Why does the system still not show that the task has been completed? The requirements are a bit high. If I have to reach the level of Wang Xizhi and Zhang Xu, I guess I have no hope of completing the task in this life."
Liu Jin carefully appreciated the character he had just copied and thought it was pretty good. However, the system did not show that the task had been completed. Obviously, it had not met the system's requirements.
"It seems that I still need to go to Teacher Sun for more advice."
Liu Jin put down the brush in his hand and rubbed his palms hard. It was already October and the weather was getting colder. Liu Jin estimated that the current temperature had dropped to more than ten degrees below zero.
In this severe cold weather, practicing calligraphy is also a test. In just ten minutes, Liu Jin felt that his fingers were frozen, and he had to rub them from time to time. If there was not a pot of charcoal fire next to him, Liu Jin would
Jin wanted to hide under the covers.
It's too cold~
You must know that this is not the future, there is no heating, and there are no various advanced thermal insulation equipment and technologies. The only things you can rely on are charcoal fire and the cotton clothes you wear.
"Fortunately, I got some snow salt out of the ground and made some money. I bought warm clothes, bought charcoal, and repaired the house. Otherwise, it would be hard to imagine how I would spend this winter."
Liu Jin looked out the window. The sky was gloomy, and there was a heavy feeling of depression. The north wind was howling, one after another, and the cold wind made people shiver.
"It's going to snow heavily, and I don't know how many people will be frozen to death by this heavy snow."
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Liu Jin knew that this was the scene before the heavy snow. The Little Ice Age had arrived, severe cold was raging across the earth, and winter was more difficult than ever before.
Now is not the most terrifying time of the Little Ice Age, but Liu Jin can still feel its horror. When he just traveled through it, it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the weather was already very cold, with ice and frost. Now in October, it is even more severe.
It's getting colder.
Soon, there were clusters of snowflakes floating outside the window. At first, it was just a little bit of millet snow. When it fell on the tiles, there was a rustling sound. But soon, the millet snow gradually turned into heavy snowflakes, flying in the air.
Next, the field of vision suddenly became blurry, turning into a vast expanse of white in the blink of an eye, and the ground was soon covered with white snow.
"It's so cold~"
Liu Jin closed the window. The dilapidated window had just been covered with new window paper. Once the window was closed, no matter how cold the wind was outside, it couldn't get in at all.
The charcoal fire in the room was burning very brightly, making this small room very warm. When he picked up a book, Liu Jin looked very pleased with it.
In this era when there are not many entertainment projects, in this winter, apart from making people, it seems that the only way to pass the time is to read books and chatter.
As a scholar, Liu Jin naturally can only read books to pass the time and consolidate the memories in his mind. He will participate in Qiu Wei next year. Regardless of whether he wins or not, he will at least participate. He will always write when the time comes.
When something comes out, it shouldn't be too ugly.
"Jin'er, it's time to eat."
Liu Jin was immersed in reading. Time passed quickly, and Wang's voice came from outside.
"Okay, I'll come right away."
Liu Jin put down the book in his hand, stretched his body, and walked out of his small room.
Liu Jin's home is considered a luxury house in Xiahetun. It has a courtyard with two entrances. The so-called first entrance, two entrances, and three entrances simply mean that the whole house looks like the character "口" and the character "日" respectively.
With the word "mu", generally large families in ancient times had a courtyard with three entrances.
The first entrance is the gatehouse, the second entrance is the hall, and the third or rear entrance is the private room or boudoir, which is an activity space for women or their family members, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter at will.
Liu Jin's house is a courtyard with two entrances. The front courtyard has raised walls and has been transformed into a site for the first step of refining snow salt. The rear courtyard is a site for the second step of refining snow salt.
At this time, both yards are very busy. All the labor force of the Zhao Heishan family is busy in the two yards. The Zhao Heishan family, who have already tasted the benefits, are full of energy now. Even if it is a snowy day, there is no