Let’s split up if we want to. I have a system, so who should I be afraid of?

When everyone entered the living room, exclamations were heard one after another.

I saw the landscape painting hanging on the wall, with vivid ink and majestic momentum, which was in no way inferior to the works of those literary masters.

Everyone gathered around and marveled at it.

The magistrate looked at the landscape painting and nodded in praise, saying, "This painting is truly exquisite. The brushwork and charm are no less than those of the great masters."

The village head also echoed: "Yes, yes, I didn't expect to see such a beautiful painting here."

Shen Ru walked gently to the front of the painting and admired it carefully, her eyes full of admiration: "The details of this painting are handled very well. Looking at this landscape, it seems as if I can feel the spiritual energy."

Erniu stood on tiptoe at the back, muttering, "I don't understand painting, but I think it's beautiful just by looking at it."

Craftsman Zhang exclaimed, "The mounting of this painting is also very exquisite, and the craftsmanship is superb."

Craftsman Li nodded and said, "Yes, this painting must be the work of a master. The color combination is amazing."

Craftsmen Zhao and Wang were discussing how much effort it would take to paint this picture themselves.

Wang Ma and Xu Tuan were studying the signature of the painting, trying to see if they could recognize the painter.

Aunt Liu and her husband Deng Wubao also came to watch the fun.

Aunt Liu covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my god, how come this painting is so beautiful? It seems like it can suck you in."

Deng Wubao muttered quietly to the side: "This painting must be worth a lot of money."

Liu Dazhuang squeezed forward from the back and shouted, "Make way, make way, let me take a look too."

The milky white Chinese-style sofa made everyone stand there in a daze.

The magistrate walked over tentatively and sat down cautiously. His whole body instantly sank into the softness. He suddenly jumped up, his face full of surprise: "This...this thing, how can it be so soft? I've never seen it before!"

Su Panpan raised the corners of her mouth slightly, but pretended to be angry and said, "My lords, please don't damage this sofa. It's just something to sit on."

She was thinking in her heart: "How could an ancient person who had never seen the world be so shocked?"

The village head sat down on it, touching and patting it, muttering, "Strange, strange, this thing is called a sofa? It's a thousand times more comfortable than that stool."

Shen Ru looked at the sofa, her eyes full of novelty. She walked over gently, tried to sit on it, and immediately showed an expression of surprise on her face: "Oh, this sofa is so comfortable to sit on. I feel like I'm completely relaxed."

Erniu watched from the side, scratched his head and said, "I want to ride it, but I'm afraid it will get damaged."

The four craftsmen, Craftsman Zhang, Craftsman Li, Craftsman Zhao and Craftsman Wang, also gathered in front of the sofa.

Craftsman Zhang sat on it to feel it first, then exclaimed in amazement: "This craftsmanship is really amazing. The filling must be something extraordinary. How can it be so soft?"

Shi Tou and Liu Shunzi were talking to each other, guessing the price and origin of the sofa.

While everyone was still immersed in the novelty of the sofa, their eyes were attracted by the large dining table and the exquisite lamp hanging in the center of the ceiling.

Lin Xiu'e covered her mouth in surprise: "Oh my God, why is this table so shiny and so big? It looks so grand."

Shen Ru walked to the table and gently stroked it, her eyes full of surprise: "How can this table be so smooth? It feels so good to touch."

Shen Ru thought that these furniture were bought from outsiders or caravans.

She guessed: Could it be that Panpan met a stranger again? These objects really don’t look like the local style. Panpan is so lucky, he always comes across all kinds of novel objects!

The village head walked around the table, his fingers sliding across the surface, muttering to himself, "How can this table be so smooth? And this lamp, hanging here, how can I hold the candlelight?"

The magistrate also shook his head repeatedly, his face full of disbelief.

He stroked his chin and carefully examined the dining table. He felt that the design of this house was more and more extraordinary. He said, "Madam Su, this design is truly unique and ingenious. This county magistrate has never seen such an ingenious and novel object anywhere else."

The villagers nodded one after another, with more astonishment in their eyes. They gathered around the dining table, talking one after another, and became more and more curious about the house.

Craftsman Zhang, Craftsman Li, Craftsman Zhao, and Craftsman Wang also gathered around the table.

Craftsman Zhang examined the table carefully and said, "This table is very finely crafted. The wood must have been specially treated to be so smooth."

Craftsman Li nodded and said, "Yes, this lamp is also very beautiful, but I don't know how it is hung here to provide lighting."

Su Panpan smiled and said, "This lamp has its own charm. It will light up at night."

Looking at everyone's expressions, she was actually very happy in her heart. This is what is called a dimensionality reduction attack, haha.

When everyone walked into the room and saw the quilt cover, sheets and pillows, their eyes widened.

The exquisite patterns, neat lines and no loose threads make it look like a work of art.

Everyone was talking at once, and there was constant exclamation of surprise.

The magistrate walked into the room and saw the quilt and other bedding. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "These beddings are so beautifully patterned and finely crafted. They are truly rare."

The village head also echoed: "Yes, yes, the wiring is very neat, it looks high-end."

Shen Ru walked gently to the bedside and carefully admired the pattern of the quilt cover, her eyes full of love: "Oh, the pattern of this quilt cover is really beautiful."

The older ones, Li Facai, Wang Xierong, Uncle Wang Er and Mrs. Chu, also gathered around.

Li Facai squinted his eyes, carefully examining the bedding, and said, "This is truly rare to see. This level is truly remarkable."

Wang Xierong also smiled and said, "Yes, this is pleasing to the eye."

Su Panpan raised her eyebrows and pretended to be indifferent, saying, "These are just ordinary beddings. I feel a little embarrassed that you are so surprised."

Then they walked into Su Panpan's study.

The study was very quiet, with only the light coming in through the window lattice, forming bright paths in the air, with tiny dust particles dancing gently in it.

There was an exquisitely shaped fountain pen on the desk. The pen body had a metallic luster and was particularly eye-catching under the sunlight.

The magistrate was the first to pick up the pen and read it over and over again, his eyes full of confusion and amazement.

"This thing is truly peculiar. It doesn't resemble a brush, yet it's so exquisitely crafted. Could it be a mysterious writing implement made by artisans from the Western Regions?"

As he spoke, he gently touched the tip of the pen with his finger, and suddenly his eyes widened, unable to believe what he saw.

Can this pointed tip ooze out a strange, inky juice?

Can you write continuously without dipping in ink?

But where does this juice come from?

The village head also came over, staring at the pen and shaking his head. "Could it be some rare thing from the Western Regions? But how do you dip the tip of this pen into ink?"