The whole class traveled through time, the prince's wife was exiled to the wasteland and became

As a concern for the feeding officer, Jiang Lili asked: [Xiaopang, what's wrong? ]

[@张小胖: Hey, my dad has a very big project in his seafood business, and he needs to build a good relationship with the project leader to win it. ]

[@张小胖: The project leader likes Chinese landscape paintings. Dad, please take out the Master Luo landscape paintings that you have collected at home and prepare to give them to the leader when I invite him to dinner the day after tomorrow.]

[@张小胖: As a result, we learned last night that the competitor first sent a painting to the project leader. It was painted by Master Luo’s master. This is embarrassing! ]

[@张小胖: Master Luo’s master hasn’t been out for a long time. The works he created this time are priceless! We definitely can’t compete this time. We have to close a branch. It’s a headache now! ]

The seafood business is already difficult to do due to nuclear wastewater contamination, and now Zhang Xiaopang's family's business is even more unsustainable if they have to close a strategic branch.

After reading Xiaopang's description, Jiang Lili also felt a headache.

This competitor is really mean. He guessed that Xiaopang's family wanted to send Master Luo to the person in charge, so he directly invited Master Luo's master to come out. It's simply a dimensionality reduction attack!

Not to mention that there is a dinner party the day after tomorrow. No matter what, I can't show off Master Luo's paintings, and it will put Xiaopang's family in an awkward situation.

Wait, dimensionality reduction attack?

Jiang Lili slapped her head and realized that she was in ancient times!

If we pick any accomplished painter at random, wouldn’t he be able to deal a dimensionality reduction blow to modern Chinese paintings?

What's more, Lady Yang, the wife of Marquis Zhaoping, was the daughter of a grand scholar. When she was young, her paintings at the Hundred Flowers Banquet were famous in the capital, and she was praised by the late emperor as "the most talented woman in the capital."

【@江麗麗: Xiaopang, don’t worry! I’ll get someone for you! 】

[@江麗麗: My mother-in-law in ancient times was the daughter of a university scholar. When she was young, she was the most talented woman in the capital. I don’t believe that her painting skills would be worse than those of Master Na Luo’s master! ]

【@张小胖: Oh my god, Sister Li, no more words, I have to worship you!!】

【@张小胖: I will prepare the painting materials for you now! 】

"Wait, don't worry. I'll go back and ask Madam Yang what she wants!"

Jiang Lili thought that there must be differences in painting tools. She was not a professional, so she had to go back and ask Yang for her opinion. However, she didn't know whether Yang was suitable for painting since she was sick. Anyway, she had to go back first.

Suddenly there was a mission at this moment, so Jiang Lili and his group split into two groups.

Jiayu and Guan Yue went to buy clothes that Jiang Lili would need to change and other daily necessities that she would need to carry with her during her exile.

Jiang Lili asked Li Sicong in the group about the shop selling painting materials in Linzhou City, and then rushed to the shop to do some shopping.

Jiang Lili was a meticulous person who was afraid that there would be differences between ancient and modern painting materials, so she made second-hand preparations.

With a shrewd man like Li Sicong leading the way, the owner of the art supply shop dared not to fool people and only took out the best things.

After the four of them finished purchasing their things, they met at the city gate. They had achieved their goal in Linzhou City and now they were rushing back to the mountain village.

This time, because they set out an hour and a half late on their return journey, Jiang Lili and her group returned to the mountain village late at night.

Before the horse reached the gate of the stronghold, Jiang Lili saw from afar a man holding a lantern standing on the tower in front of the gate of the stronghold.

The warm yellow light from the lantern illuminated his face. It was Xin Che.

His facial features were as calm as water, and he just stood there quietly in the dark night. Only when he saw Jiang Lili's horse appear did his expression relax a little, and he came down from the tower village.

Guan Yue remembered Jiang Lili's teasing her this morning, and she smiled meaningfully and teased Jiang Lili in return, "Oh my god, who is that? He's almost standing like a wife-watching rock."

Jiang Lili shook her head: "Maybe he just couldn't sleep late at night and came out for a walk."

Cheng Jiayu was quite surprised to see Xin Che. His master was still standing at the gate of the village so late. Was he waiting for him to return to the village to report news?

It's rare that the master cares about me so much! Thinking of the news I brought back this time, it's not surprising that the master is so worried and concerned.

Just standing here waiting for me would be a little too obvious. Guan Yue and Jiang Lili don't even know the relationship between themselves and their master.

When Cheng Jiayu saw Xin Che coming down from the Tazhai and walking straight towards him, he had already thought of how to find a natural excuse to take Xin Che, who now seemed unfamiliar to him, aside to report the news.

However, Xin Che walked straight past him, and Cheng Jiayu stood in mid-air awkwardly when he was about to greet Xin Che.

Xin Che walked to Taozhi's horse, and Jiang Lili was just jumping off the horse.

The horse's back was too high, and Jiang Lili was holding the painting materials she had just bought in one hand, which felt heavy.

She stumbled and lost her balance when she jumped down. Xin Che reached out to straighten her up and took the bag from Jiang Lili's hand naturally.

"What's in the bag?"

"Painting materials."

Jiang Lili thought of the troubled Xiao Pang, and while dragging Xin Che towards the village, she explained, "I really need a landscape painting right now!"

Thinking of Xin Che's reputation as a man of both literary and martial talents, it would be inconvenient to disturb Mrs. Yang so late at night. Xin Che is so smart, it would be a good idea to ask him to help choose the painting materials first.

After she pulled Xin Che into the side room, she told him the reason she had thought of: "My mother asked me in a dream to burn a landscape painting for her to show my filial piety!"

Seeing Jiang Lili's anxious face, Xin Che picked up the teapot on the table and poured her a cup of tea: "Are you in a hurry?"

"It's urgent, very urgent!"

Jiang Lili poured out baskets of painting materials from the package and took off the rice paper she was carrying on her back.

“Are there any specific requirements for landscape painting?”

"No, as long as it's a landscape painting, it's fine!" Jiang Lili recalled Xiaopang's description.

"Can you help me choose some painting materials first? I don't know which kind of brush, rice paper and paint are best to use."

Jiang Lili drank tea in big gulps as she spoke. She hardly had a break on the journey and was really exhausted.

"Okay." Xin Che nodded, squatted down and began to pick out the pile of paper, pens and paints on the ground.

"You want me to draw?"

Xin Che asked a question halfway through, but no one responded. He turned around and saw Jiang Lili lying on the table, asleep.

But when she slept, she still held her magical backpack tightly, which showed that she was very alert.

Xin Che didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He didn't touch the backpack in Jiang Lili's hand. He moved Jiang Lili to the bed and covered her with a quilt.

After Jiang Lili was settled.

Xin Che put away the selected painting materials and went out with the rice paper.

Jiang Lili slept well all night, and the lights in the next room were on all night.

Jiang Lili, exhausted, slept until almost noon. After opening her eyes and seeing the scene in the room, she rubbed her eyes hard.