Traditional Chinese studies not only refer to Confucian classics such as the Four Books and Five Classics, but can be roughly classified into four categories: classics, history, science, and collections according to the classification of the Siku Quanshu.

What is Confucian classics? It is the Confucian classics with the Four Books and Five Classics as the main body. Historiography is the historical works mainly based on the twenty-four official histories. As for the Zixue, it is the collection of figures that created theories or schools in history, such as "Xunzi", "Han Feizi", etc. "Collection" refers to a collection of personal knowledge or literature in ancient Chinese history, such as "Li Taibai Collection", which are all the sum of poems by the poet Li Bai.

Therefore, Wen Zhengming's threshold is not high, nor is it low. For Zhong Yue, a new era college student who received nine-year compulsory education since childhood, the involvement of Chinese studies is obviously not as good as that of an ancient seven-year-old child, so it is obviously a bit harsh to let him spend time to study by himself.

He thought of a way to have the best of both worlds. Now that the renovation of the old house is imminent, the family will definitely not be able to live in. Taking advantage of this time, returning to school has become the best choice. In addition, the electrical engineering major he chose at the beginning is completely different from his current ideal goal, and changing majors has become the best choice.

That is to transfer to the Chinese language and literature major.

It is better to have the best educational resources in universities. Instead of thinking about it yourself, it is better to listen to the teachers in universities and understand Chinese studies. This is not only for the purpose of gaining recognition from Wen Zhengming, but also for the inheritance of traditional culture. It is rare for true Chinese studies masters to be proficient in all aspects of classics, history, and collections of classics, history, and collections, but there are still many who specialize in one category and stand on their own. For Zhong Yue, a rookie in Chinese studies, such an opportunity is undesirable.

When choosing electrical engineering, it was not Zhong Yue's inner wish. Engineering was not the major that Zhong Yue liked, but because of family livelihood and market demand, he chose this major.

After deciding on this matter, Zhong Yue picked up his cell phone and dialed Ye An's phone number.

"Hey, Xiaoyue, is there anything wrong?"

"Brother Ye, remember to pick me up tomorrow and prepare to move to school."

"Ah? What's going on?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "If you don't want to decorate your home, you can't let me sleep with formaldehyde, right?"

"Well, why do I think? Just this matter is necessary to go to school. How about booking a hotel suite in the city? What do you do if you live in school? What the chairman's meaning is that the faster the better, and the time left for you is not very abundant."

Now Zhong Yue's lacquer calligraphy style has been perfect, and what is missing is the exquisiteness of using ink.

"I used the ink you sent yesterday, but it was still not very orthodox, so in order to achieve the best imitation effect, I mean to wait until the decoration is completed and I will come back to create and refine the ink by myself."

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment, and then Ye An heard a striking tone, "You... do you still know how to refine ink?"

"Uh... I understand a little, I understand a little."

"Okay, can you finish the creation as soon as possible after the renovation is completed?"

"That's the case."

"Okay, I understand, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Zhong Yue hung up the phone, looked at the oil paintings beside the bookshelf, and sent a text message to Gu Qin a little unskilledly: I have seen the paintings, thank you.

After having brunch, Zhong Yue went to Zhang Laifu's house to learn to make a pen. Now, no matter how busy he is, he has to complete the novice task. Although the reward for this task has been withdrawn by him in advance, he cannot continue without completing this task.

With a pen holder, a water basin work, Zhong Yue has mastered the initial skillful steps, and the rest is only achieved by practice. Zhang Laifu pointed at him for two hours, smoking a cigarette, nodding, and sometimes shaking his head, which is also a gift to him.

A complete pen is made.

"Drip! The system detected a finished purple hair. It has low quality, medium practicality, low material, and a comprehensive score of 40."

Zhong Yue sighed. After all, the level is not enough. Zhang Laifu can achieve the same material of more than 60 points and will pass the general, but it is even more difficult for Zhong Yue.

Go to his uncle! I’m fighting with you!

Now I have learned the craftsmanship, but Zhong Yue is not good at craftsmanship, and the pen he made does not meet the primary standards at all. This cannot be said to be dull. It is not an exaggeration to practice such craftsmanship for three to five years. Although Zhong Yue can wait patiently, he feels that there is no need to waste time like this, and he can completely use the systematic evaluation standards to make trouble.

"Xiao Yue, you have to practice your skills diligently. You have just started this for so many days. It's already great that you can do this."

"Master, didn't you say that you still have some fur on hand and fur on the back of the wild male rabbit?"

Zhang Laifu sipped his cigarette and spit it out slowly, "Why, are you planning the coffin book on your master so quickly?"

"Look at what you said, this little bit of fur cannot make a fortune. I want to make a pen myself and show you the complete pen."

"You are now wasting with such good materials."

Zhong Yue stood up, "I haven't used these materials, and I don't know how to deal with these pens in the future. Master, I'll get the wood, you can wait."

"Hey, I said...hehe, this kid..."

Zhong Yue had already run out of the yard, borrowed a three-bouncer from the neighbor's house, drove back home staggeringly, and picked up the wooden shelf under the porcelain jar. I'm investing a lot this time!

Hailan Huanghuali Car Pen Stand, Qi Zi and Three Wolves are the hair, and they can't bear to leave their children and can't trap them. Zhong Yue decided to make a big deal!

"You kid, you ran away as you talk. Who did you learn this from? Well, since you have to do it, these things were originally planned to be left to you when your skills are mature in the future. Now you can consider it yourself."

Zhong Yue saw that there were some weasels' tails and more than a dozen rabbit furs that felt a little hard and slippery.

"Hey, you're going to get the wood, why did you come with a wooden rack?"

"What do you think of this wood?"

Zhang Laifu took over the wooden rack, "Why does this thing look familiar?"

"You forgot so quickly? Uncle Liu gave me a gift and put it under the porcelain jar."

"Well, I said, are you a child who is not careful? Can this thing be used as a pen holder? The poor material wood will crack in a little bit of a car. No, no. Fatty Liu is not moral, you are not careful."

Zhong Yue rubbed the wooden frame against the polished sand tray on the side, rubbing a large piece of the thick paint on the surface, "Look at it again."

"What the hell is it?" Zhang Laifu took the wooden frame and glanced at the section where Zhong Yue grindled the paint.

"Um?"

He rubbed his eyes, as if he thought the wood was so oily, hiss, the lines...

Zhang Laifu approached and smelled it, and a stream of incense came to his nose.
Chapter completed!