I chose a She inkstone. This inkstone is very good for ink and is delicate and easy to put in ink.

The brushes have also been selected by a dedicated person. They are made of the best materials by the penmaster, including sheep hair, wolf hair, purple hair, rat whiskers, mixed hair, etc., from the Dou brush to the small regular script, everything is available.

Ink is more particular, and the ancient ink is used. There are many ink-making masters in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the number of ancient inks passed down is very rare. This ancient ink has no fireworks and fireworks. The ink color changes of the calligraphy written are fascinating.

The same is true for rice paper. The stored rice paper has been used for a long time and is naturally suitable for calligraphy and painting. It is a rare fine product.

The best pen, ink, paper and inkstone do not mean that you can write good characters and draw good paintings. However, even if Zhang Hao practices, he is still a top-notch masterpiece. Who can give him more money and more ways to obtain it?

I have been practicing calligraphy for a while, and the characters he wrote have a hint of charm. After all, he has the ability to remember everything he has, and the structure of the writing will not be wrong. This is the most difficult step. What he needs to do now is to form his own style. What he needs is not hard practice, but talent.

Just like music, you need to integrate your soul and emotions.

If you have seen many authentic calligraphy works, it will naturally have an impact on him. His current level is better than many calligraphers, but it is still far from enough to get out of his own style, and it takes time to practice and explore.

After practicing calligraphy for several hours without distraction, Zhang Hao wrote a bunch of banners. He was not satisfied and said, "Burn it!"

Xiaoxue agreed, picked up the pile of banners, took them out and burned them.

One day, Zhang Hao practiced calligraphy and painting leisurely, and took the time to exercise. Soon it was evening, and Zhang Hao took a bus to the small shop in Mifeng.

When I got off the car and saw the store, it was ordinary. When I walked into the store, I saw several robots busy. Mifeng Lao Shen was drinking tea and smoking. Zhang Hao said in surprise: "Brother, don't you do it?"

Mifeng rolled his eyes and said, "Are you stupid? I came to experience life, not to be a coolie. Can't you understand this?"

Zhang Hao was speechless, thinking about his words was right. Since there are so many resources, it is stupid to not use them. There is indeed no need to do it yourself. Zhang Hao said: "Then what are you doing?"

Mifeng said: "I must make it, I barbecue!"

Zhang Hao expressed doubts and said, "I haven't heard that you can barbecue!"

Mi Feng smiled and scolded, "Don't you, this is the south, not the north, why is it so awkward! Tell you, I used to be a super skewer master. No, it's at the level of a master. Once I barbecue, the fragrance will be fragrant for ten miles, and no one can resist it, hehe!"

The cowhide is so loud!

Several robots were busy wearing meat. Zhang Hao just glanced at it and was stunned. He was very clear about the ingredients. Whether it was beef, mutton, or pork belly, they were all high-quality and very expensive. Even if it was salt, it was Himalayan rock salt and rose-colored salt!

Damn it!

Zhang Hao said: "How much do you plan to buy a bunch of them?"

Mi Feng said: "Sold it cheaply, it's fifty dollars a bunch."

Zhang Hao said: "This cost is at least more than 200 yuan, right?"

Mi Feng said: "No, it's only more than one hundred yuan. If I weren't afraid of being too cheap and having too many people came, I originally planned to spend ten yuan a bunch, but that would be meaningless. It wouldn't be in line with my wishes if I couldn't entertain it."

Zhang Hao said: "It's almost time. It's open, I'm hungry."

We moved tables to the door, and put up large parasols and plastic stools. These are very ordinary items. An exquisite stainless steel grill with a pile of seasonings on the side. Mi sealed it and said, "Hang a signboard!"

There are four tables outside the door and four tables in the store, and only eight tables.

Zhang Hao looked at the signboard that was hung - Mystery Confidence Store:

[Skewers, no matter beef, mutton, pork belly, fifty pieces per skewer!]

【Big oysters, forty dollars each!】

【Baked vegetables, all 10 pieces per skewers!】

【Eight tables are full, no additional tables are added.】

[Refusing to bargain, don’t talk if it’s expensive, leave! Our store will not serve you!]

Zhang Hao looked at Jin Xing, this is not opening a store, this is driving people away. The name of this store is really a mystery. He was amused and said, "It seems that no one is good at eating it. Let's bake it for me first, I'll eat it..."

Sure enough, many people came over, and when they saw the price, they didn't say anything at all, turned around and left. Some people muttered: "Crazy!"

Even if the skewers are super big, fifty yuan a skewer, who can eat them in such a street shop? Ordinary people can’t afford them, but rich people won’t come to eat them.

In other people's small shops, they can get the food at the cheapest price. They want to use toothpicks to skewers of meat. They can use any top-quality ingredients. Even if the price is reduced by more than half, how can ordinary people come to eat it? This is too expensive?

Mifeng didn't care whether anyone could eat it at all. Zhang Hao sat next to him and gave it to Zhang Hao for barbecue, and he was eating it himself. Zhang Hao even asked someone to bring a box of Maotai that had been 15 years old, and drank Maotai while eating skewers.

It was already dark, and the lights at the entrance of the shop were very bright. Many people passed by the shop and originally planned to eat, but when they saw the price, they were scared away. I had never seen a skewer of barbecue for fifty dollars. The concept in the minds of ordinary people is that more than a dozen skewers, and fifty dollars is almost the same.

With Mifeng baking, a strong smell of meat and spices spread out. This strong fragrance is very attractive. There is always no shortage of rich people in this world. They are attracted by the aroma of barbecue. Some people came over and saw the sign, and couldn't help but complain: "Boss, this is too expensive, right?"

Mi Feng pointed at the signboard, and did not speak, and continued to grill skewers.

A few guests saw that they were rich, but even if they were rich, they would not be slaughtered. One of them was still pronounced on the words on the sign.

"Refuse to bargain! This boss is so arrogant!"

Four guests and one of them saw Zhang Hao eating, and then they found that the meat skewers were different from other families. First, the meat skewers were very large, and secondly, the extremely fragrant taste, especially the rich and pure meat aroma and spice flavor, which made people feel salivating. Then they saw the Moutai bottle at Zhang Hao's feet or the Moutai bottle from the 15th-year-old. I was really confused. Nowadays, rich people are popular with eating grilled skewers?

Several of them were old drunkards. When they smelled the wine, they knew that this Moutai should be true. One of the guests said, "Eat it once, it's only a few thousand dollars..."

Another person said, "Mom, I can't walk anymore when I smell this smell, eat!"

Four guests sat down, a robot stepped forward and gave the menu, which was a very ordinary single-page menu, a pencil, and asked the guests to choose the menu themselves.

"Ten strings per person..."
Chapter completed!