Comprehensive film and television: The Queen of Rolls Opens the Roll Again

After seeing off the frightened Jin Fu, Zhang Xueming and Gong Yuanzheng looked at each other and laughed so hard that they fell backwards.

The two of them carefully looked through the fabric brochure and clothing style brochure that Su Rong had sent them. Not only did they select five sets of brightly colored outfits of the same color but different styles to make couple outfits, they also took out five sets from Gong Yuanzheng's accumulated allotment, chose dark-colored ones, and made the same color but different styles for Gong Shangjiao, intending for the three of them to wear family outfits together in the future.

Instead of having someone come to measure their bodies, Zhang Xueming directly wrote down the sizes of three people on a piece of paper and asked someone to send the booklet to the sewing room.

Gong Yuanzheng said with both sweetness and bitterness: "Zhao Zhao hasn't even measured her, how does she know my and my brother's sizes?"

"Do you still need to measure with your hands?" Zhang Xueming pointed at his eyes and said proudly, "My eyes are the ruler. I can tell with just one look."

Gong Yuanzheng had seen her craftsmanship and couldn't be jealous, so he came over to admire her and continued to paint his picture.

Zhang Xueming saw him start to use a ruler to draw the background of the family portrait again, which was really difficult. So he sharpened the charcoal pencil and took a piece of white paper to teach him to draw the longitude and latitude lines. When the dots were connected, the outline of the scenery would emerge. It was a bit of a workmanlike technique, but it was simple, easy to get started, and easier than freehand drawing.

Gong Yuanzheng learned new skills and practiced them with great pleasure. He did not forget to save his reputation: "The teacher in the school said that the music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all used to cultivate sentiment. It is enough to understand the five notes of the music, read the music score and understand the general mood expressed by the music. Painting only taught freehand brushwork, mostly painting mountains, rivers, rocks, bamboos and trees, and no deeper teaching. My brother wrote calligraphy for me to practice calligraphy, and after teaching chess for a while, he let me write chess scores by myself, and I didn't have much time to practice."

"There will be plenty of time in the future. If you want to learn, I will teach you." Zhang Xueming said with a smile: "Just one thing, if you are interested, then learn. If you are not interested, don't force yourself. I am here for you."

"Okay." Gong Yuanzheng smiled sweetly.

Zhang Xueming didn't plan to paint all day, so she asked someone to bring her embroidery frame and thread. After washing her hands, she continued to embroider the 3D little red carp on Gong Yuanzheng's new clothes.

With Gong Yuanzheng watching, she slowed down her pace and embroidered slowly, as if playing. Every three quarters of an hour, she would call Gong Yuanzheng up, and either they would do horse stance punches or they would tense up their bodies and walk on their heels in the tea room, swaying back and forth like wooden figures learning to walk, which was so funny that it made Gong Yuanzheng laugh.

With a companion, you can do anything with more energy.

Even without the assistance of spiritual sense, Zhang Xueming's embroidery speed was unmatched by ordinary people. It only took her one hour to complete the ten little red carps.

Gong Yuanzheng refused to let her continue embroidering, and he was tired of painting, so the two of them agreed to make essential oils.

His pharmacy has all the instruments for extraction and distillation, not made of glass, but custom-made by Gong Shangjiao for him at a high price in Jiangnan. The whole set is made of crystal, extremely expensive and beautiful.

He found it out of the box when he was making Epiphyllum essential oil.

Zhang Xueming walked around twice and said jealously: "I use thin-bodied white porcelain at home... Your equipment is not much cheaper than my formal dress. You dare to say that you are not your brother's most beloved younger brother. He is really willing to spend money on it."

"So expensive?!" Gong Yuanzheng was shocked. He carefully touched the crystal clear bottles and tubes, and smiled shyly and contentedly, "I don't know... Zhao Zhao, please stop laughing at me."

"Isn't it beautiful? It's so beautiful that it seems to be floating up to the sky, right?" How could she calm her raging jealousy if she didn't grab him and kiss him on the mouth until it was swollen?

After the kiss, the two of them got busy excitedly.

There are no fresh flowers, only dried flowers. Many of the flowers can be used as medicine, so the reserves are sufficient.

Both the water distillation method and the oil immersion method are simple to operate, but the oil immersion method is slow to produce results. For comparison, they did both.

One lilac, one rose, and I also tried making one with cedar.

"Become a laurel." Zhang Xueming suggested, "Brother will not be angry if there are gifts to receive."

"You are quite skilled at this." Gong Yuanzheng pouted, "Did you often coax your brother in the past?"

The pharmacy is hidden away, so the two people's words and actions are more casual and relaxed.

Zhang Xueming grabbed his collar again without any hesitation and pulled the young man, who was pretending to be jealous to get a kiss, over to kiss him.

"You have to coax the elders at home once in a while. Isn't there only one person I coax all the time? I coax him every day and every moment, but it's never enough. Don't you know who he is?"

Gong Yuanzheng tightened his arms and the kiss suddenly became fierce.

Their lips and tongues were entangled, and both of them were panting when they separated.

Gong Yuanzheng was still not satisfied and held her waist tightly, refusing to let go: "Then why did brother only respond to your voice today?"

Zhang Xueming raised her face and took his lips, her eyes full of spring water, her pretty face flushed, and the words of reproach leaked out vaguely from between her lips and teeth: "Are you stupid? Only when you are on guard will you respond."

Gong Yuanzheng looked at her eyes, which only reflected his appearance, and his heart beat so fast that it seemed like it would jump out of his chest. They were chasing and entangled in close combat again. He seemed to want to eat her up so hard that he sucked her tongue until it hurt.

Zhang Xueming had no choice but to call it a day. She pushed him against his chest, turned her face away and refused to let him kiss her. She opened her mouth slightly and hissed, "No more. The tip of my tongue is about to break. Hurry up and work, or you will have to comfort your brother when he wakes up."

"Then hug me again." Gong Yuanzheng was unwilling, so he held her waist and lifted her up to sit on the workbench.

Zhang Xueming had no choice but to hug his neck and put his face against his.

Gong Yuanzheng, however, did something naughty. He hugged her and then suddenly stepped back.

Zhang Xueming was startled and wrapped her legs around his thin waist. Fortunately, there was a petticoat and trousers under the horse-faced skirt, otherwise it would be ugly.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Xueming pulled his pigtail unhappily.

"Nothing, just want a hug." Gong Yuanzheng frowned in pain, but did not let her go. He held her with one hand and gently stroked her back with the other, holding her in his arms and walking around the pharmacy.

Zhang Xueming couldn't see Gong Yuanzheng's face, so he didn't understand what he was doing. His hands weren't dishonest either, so Zhang Xueming simply hugged his neck, rested his chin on his right shoulder, and played with his pigtails, shaking them so that the little bells rang.

Gong Yuanzheng kept walking around, holding her like a baby, and stroking her back, which made Zhang Xueming sleepy.

"I'm about to fall asleep." Zhang Xueming muttered.

Gong Yuanzheng then stopped, put her down, and bent down to straighten her clothes.

"What have you figured out?" Zhang Xueming covered his mouth with his hand, yawned slightly, and kicked his calf with his toes.

"Nothing, I just want to hug you."

He refused to say, and Zhang Xueming didn't force him.

After making the essential oil and bringing it to the tea room, Gong Shangjiao was still asleep, so Zhang Xueming asked Gong Yuanzheng to get some bamboo strips and bamboo joints, and asked Su Rong to go to the warehouse to get a piece of red fine silk with worm holes and mildew spots to be processed, so that they could make a rolling lantern to play with.

This lamp uses the principle of a gyroscope. The big ball is enclosed in a small ball. No matter how it rotates, the candle in the small ball always points upwards. As long as you don't use too much force, it won't matter if you kick it.

Gong Yuanzheng also contributed a few small bells to be hung in the big ball. The bells jingled when the lights rolled, which was very interesting.

Gong Yuanzheng was so overjoyed that he kicked the lamp around beside the tea room.

The round rolling lamp rolled to someone's feet with a clear and pleasant bell sound, hit the hem of a black velvet housecoat, and stopped.

Gong Yuanzheng, who was chasing the rolling lantern, almost bumped into it. When he looked up, he saw Gong Shangjiao's cold face very close to him.

Gong Yuanzheng smiled awkwardly and called out "Brother". He bent down to pick up the rolling lantern, but Gong Shangjiao got it first and turned it around to look at it. Suddenly, he curled his lips slightly and said, "Made it for me? Not bad. I'll bring it back to Jiaogong after dinner."