After returning to the studio, Fang Yi changed out of his clothes and took a shower. He guessed that Wei Jin was about to wake up, so he went directly to the kitchen to make breakfast. He was going to make some simple and light rice porridge to drink.
I decided to do it myself. Firstly, I was aroused by the fact that a six-year-old girl could do it. Secondly, after running around for a few times, when someone mentioned rice porridge, I felt a craving for it.
Fang Yi has never made it before. When he was at home, his mother and Ben didn't let Fang Yi cook it by himself, but he has never eaten pork and never seen pigs run away. Fang Yi still knows how to make simple things. Take it out of the rice bag
I scooped out a small and half-measured bucket of rice and put it into the pot, then added three or four small bowls of water and turned on the fire to boil.
Then I took out four more eggs from the refrigerator and prepared to make four fried eggs like my mother did.
"Hey! Are you ready to cook today?" Wei Jin, wearing shorts and a T-shirt, held the kitchen door and said with a smile to Fang Yi: "You won't look down on me and think of ways to poison me.
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Fang Yi glanced at Wei Jin: "It's okay, I'm poisoning myself! Just don't eat it."
"Don't bother me! My stomach is already empty this early in the morning!" Wei Jin walked in with a smile, stood at the edge of the room and looked at Fang Yi holding a small pan with a flat bottom, as if he was thinking about how to fry eggs.
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"You stand aside, I'll fry it," Wei Jin said, patting Fang Yi's arm.
Fang Yi listened to what Wei Jin said and moved away from the stove: "Can you cook?".
"When I was a kid, my dad and mom were doing business outside, so we had to prepare the food by ourselves in the morning. You expected it to be delicious, tasty, and delicious. We didn't have that ability, but it's okay to eat it once it's cooked!" Wei Jin added some food to the pot.
Add a little bit of oil, then gently tap the egg on the edge of the pot, and break off the eggshell with both hands. The egg white and yolk will fall into the pot.
Wei Jin fried eggs, Fang Yi watched with open eyes, and finally tried one himself, and thought it was OK! It was not as complicated as he originally thought.
"Do you want to eat the older ones or the younger ones?" Seeing Fang Yi finish beating the eggs, Wei Jin opened his mouth and asked: "I like to eat the younger ones, the ones where the yolks haven't solidified yet, so they taste more delicious!"
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Fang Yi thought for a while and said: "I'd better eat something cooked! If the yolk is not solidified, it means it's not yet cooked!".
After hearing this, Wei Jin stretched out his fingers and said to Fang Yi: "You don't know how to enjoy it! Forget it, I'll make my own first!" After saying that, he turned around and took a plate, then put two eggs out and sat down directly in the kitchen to operate.
I lay on the high chair next to the table and sucked the yolk of an egg with my mouth. The whole yolk went into my mouth.
"It's so delicious!" Wei Jin looked at Fang Yi and said with a smile.
Fang Yi ignored Wei Jin and opened his mouth to say: "Two children may come to the studio in the next two days. I plan to let the two children come to play often when Wang Hongqi goes out. If it weren't for the two children being unsafe at home,
No one is watching!" Fang Yi explained his plan.
Wei Jin frowned and said, "What you did was a bit abrupt! Those are two children, not kittens and puppies! What if something happens in your studio? Can you take this responsibility? It's hurt.
When you have two children, you won’t have anywhere to cry if you want to! Even if adults don’t point their fingers at you and scold you, will you feel sorry for yourself?”
After hearing Wei Jin's words, Fang Yi was a little dazed, frowned, thought for a moment, and then said: "Those two children are quite quiet and sensible. They shouldn't cause any trouble!". Fang Yi didn't know this in his heart.
Did you do a good deed, or did you cause trouble?
"Did you tell people to take care of the children?" Wei Jin looked at Fang Yi and said, "Children are so valuable nowadays. Not to mention being injured, even if they get sick from what they ate here, the adults in the family will think of you."
?Do you think it is so easy to take care of a child? How can a nursery be run if it is so easy? And there are only two of us here, just painting. Who has time to look after these two children?"
Fang Yi shook his head and said: "How can I say that? I just said that I want two little models, and I want to invite Wang Hongqi's two little dolls from his family to come over and be models!".
"That's okay!" After hearing this, Wei Jin buried his head in sucking the yolk of another egg, and Ran Zheng swallowed it back in his stomach: "Don't think that it comes out all at once. We will remember this for a long time! If you want to
Helping the two children, we go to his house together when our brothers have a break. We can bring some food and some small toys. Don't mess around with helping others with the children in the future! This is not something you can do.
It’s so frustrating!”.
"Okay! Okay! Let's see when the time comes." Fang Yi tried his eggs with a shovel and took them out when he thought they were almost done. Then he watched the pot of rice porridge boiling and took out the spoon and put the lid on the pot.
He left some gaps for ventilation, then turned down the heat and simmered. He sat down next to Wei Jin with a plate and ate the eggs.
After eating, Wei Jin was given the task of washing tableware, and Fang Yi went directly to the studio to start imagining the teacher's portrait. After Wei Jin finished the kitchen work, he went to the studio to immerse himself in playing with his prints. Fang Yi stopped.
When I came down, I looked at Wei Jin who was immersed in his workbench, and then thought about his investment in painting. I couldn't help but wonder: Did I make a mistake in letting my two children play at home?
In the next two or three days, Fang Yi and Wei Jin stayed in the studio all day. Except for going to the kitchen to get some food, they rarely even went to the yard during the day.
Fang Yi looked at the deflated paint tubes on his painting cabinet and couldn't help but sigh. Then he wiped his hands and said to Wei Jin in the corner of the studio: "Let's go into the city today!".
"What's the matter? What are you doing in the city when you have nothing to do?" Wei Jin asked, brushing the sawdust left on the board with the brush in his hand.
"There is no paint! In addition, I am going to go to the pet market of Confucius Temple to get a dog to keep," Fang Yi said.
"That's a good idea!" When Wei Jin heard about the dog, he immediately became energetic: "If you want to buy paint, you can go alone. I'm interested in buying a dog!".
Putting down the carving knife in his hand, Wei Jin looked at Fang Yi and asked happily: "What kind of dog do you want to raise? What high-end and classy breed do you like? A Satsuma or a Golden Retriever, or a sled dog?".
Fang Yi listened and said with a smile: "I don't have any breed requirements, just three dogs. First, they should be bigger. Don't get them that are not as big as a cat. It's really embarrassing to raise a dog! Second, they should be able to look at home."
Forget about being a fool, what's the point of a dog that can play with thieves? Don't be a delicate one, just mix in some of my leftovers every day and you'll be full!"
After listening to Fang Yi's words, Wei Jin thought for a moment and said with a smile: "Your requests may kill most of the dogs in the pet market, haha! Let's just go and have a look. If it doesn't work, I'll get it for you when I go back to my hometown."
Go get a Chinese pastoral dog!”.
"It's a local dog, let's mainly buy paint today! Let's take a look at the dog market. If it suits us, we'll buy it. If it doesn't, we'll forget about it." Fang Yi said with a smile after hearing this.
"Okay! Get some food and let's go!" Wei Jin said with a smile.
With these words, the two of them left the studio directly. When they got to the kitchen, they warmed up the food in the refrigerator, finished their meal hastily, locked the door, opened Poussin, and went out.
After arriving at the bank and withdrawing money, they went directly to the door of the largest art supply store in the city. Fang Yi found a parking space, parked the car and walked in.
"What do you two want?" The clerk saw Fang Yi and the two walking in and greeted them with a smile across the counter.
Fang Yi said: "Buy some paint, thinner and varnish."
"Come over here! We have domestic Marley. We also have domestic Yunsha? Newton. The better ones also have imported Yunsha. It is more suitable for students. And the price is affordable for students!" The clerk immediately turned to Fang Yi.
Two recommendations said.
Fang Yi shook his head after hearing this and said, "Is there any better one? It's all imported!"
It’s not that Fang Yi doesn’t want to buy domestic products and doesn’t want to support domestic products. It’s that the quality of domestic products is really poor. Marley’s white color will crack in less than half a year, and domestic Yunsha is not much better! Some colors will fade, Fang
Although Yi has never used it, I can tell by looking at the ones used by Zhou Tong in the past. Don’t mention some colors.
After half a year, the color changed after two weeks, and the whole picture was dull! This thing can only be used as a practice! It is too unreliable to use these pigments in paintings. Moreover, domestic thinners also exist
Same problem, unstable performance! You don’t know what problems will arise after you finish painting.
After hearing this, the clerk glanced at Fang Yi and introduced: "This year we just bought 3k from Russia, Schennelier from France, and Holbein from Japan. The more familiar brands are Rembrandt and Van Gogh.
The oils include black oil from Kramer from Germany, as well as copal resin varnish from Khiva and Venetian turpentine!..." I gave Fang Yijie a quick introduction.
Fang Xiang listened and said: "Bring me Rembrandt's big tube first. I want ivory black, lead white, light cadmium yellow, vermilion, brown, ultramarine blue, rose red, chrome green and khaki! Take two tubes for black and white.
Take three tubes. In addition, I recommend one or two imported brands that you think are of good quality and cost between 150 and 200. Take one tube each of black, white and green! Then I also
I want a bottle of varnish and turpentine each."
As soon as Fang Yi finished speaking, the clerk smiled happily and said repeatedly: "Okay! Just wait, I will help you get it!" After saying that, he turned around and picked up a small square paper box, and then helped Fang Yi pick it up.
Here comes the paint.
It took four or five minutes to pick out the paint Fang Yi wanted, and then he returned to the counter with the carton in hand: "Look, is there anything missing?"
Fang Yi carefully looked at the label on the tin tube. If there was no mistake, he said: "Well! That's it!".
"Please come with me." After saying that, he took the carton to the cashier at the counter to check out. In one fell swoop, he threw out more than 4,000 yuan and replaced it with a small box of paint.
After settling the bill, Fang Yi asked the clerk: "Have so many foreign paint brands entered the country now?".
The clerk smiled and said: "Now these brands are the front-end stores, that is, they have entered the Mingzhu Market. We relied on the Mingzhu Main Store to get some flavor and test the water. If you hadn't seen it two months earlier, you wouldn't have seen it." .To put it bluntly, the company that sells pigments is also a company. Wouldn’t it be silly to leave the market alone and not come to it?”
"Yes!" Fang Yi nodded and said with a smile.
Holding the box and putting it in the car, Wei Jin asked Fang Yi after getting in the car: "Why did you buy two other brands? Why don't you plan to use the taller Rembrandt!".
"Hey!" Fang Yi sighed and said: "This painting only sold for 50,000 yuan. It's a bit difficult to use Rembrandt again! I want to change it to a cheaper one with acceptable performance! I don't have much leftover in my pocket."
Wei Jin burst into laughter upon hearing this. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better and faster novels!