novelden Chapter 203 is currently unnamed.
Chapter 203 is currently unnamed.
"Is this how it's done?" Rong hesitated, holding up the stone painting in her hand with a lack of confidence.
Jiang Luoluo, who was less than halfway done and still struggling with what shape and color of stones would be more suitable for which place, looked up when she heard this and a painting of roadside flowers swaying as if they were alive appeared in front of her.
Jiang Luolu blinked, then blinked again.
I saw the flowers in the stone painting sway slightly.
"Huh? No?! Huh?!" Jiang Luoluo seemed to lose her ability to speak all at once, jumping up in shock.
"How did you do that?"
In fact, Jiang Luoluo knew that this was probably the effect of some kind of visual illusion or visual misalignment. The reason she made this exclamation was simply because she was too shocked.
Rong, unaware of Jiang Luoluo's thoughts, assumed she genuinely wanted to know how to do it, and gently put down the stone painting, explaining it to Jiang Luoluo.
"...Placing a stone here slightly higher than there creates an effect that deceives the eye. By slightly rotating its direction, different changes will occur, making it appear as if it is moving..."
Jiang Luoluo stared at the stone painting in Rong's hand, which used the shadows cast by the different heights of the stones to create subtle differences from different angles...
No, even setting aside the raster-like effect, the most basic, photorealistic imagery is a level she can only dream of.
After seeing Rong's finished product, and then looking down at my own half-finished stone painting, it's like the difference between a kindergarten child and an art professor.
Jiang Luoluo realized for the first time in a concrete way the gap between ordinary people and true geniuses.
Because she had been exposed to and even studied painting, and had worked on related content for a long time, she understood even better just how amazing Rong was.
It is difficult for people to understand things beyond their own perception.
Therefore, the more most people know, the more ignorant they feel.
Jiang Luoluo took a deep breath to calm herself down, and carefully grasped Rong's arm. "Rong, you are really amazing!"
Rong was surprised by the cub's sudden praise and didn't know why it suddenly said that.
Jiang Luoluo raised her head and looked at Rong seriously, "Perhaps you, Rong, feel that your ability is not very useful, but in fact, it is very valuable!"
“Rong, you should pass on this ability, just like Tai and Cong, from generation to generation.”
Rong was about to smile and casually change the subject when she saw the serious look in the cub's eyes. Her smile faltered, replaced by a hint of helplessness.
Like gently stroking a naive child, with a touch of sadness, she said, "Thank you for your kindness, Luo, but this ability... is really useless."
They can't even guarantee their own survival; perhaps they can occasionally rely on the favor of other tribesmen to get a little bit of food.
However, this method is not sustainable and lacks sufficient guarantees.
Rong understood that the cub's genuine affection came from the bottom of his heart, and he hoped that this craft could be passed down like the carpenter's identity.
However, wooden utensils made by lifting are necessities of life. Everyone needs a smooth wooden bowl that won't scratch the rim when eating or drinking soup. Households need wooden shelves to hold things and items, and even wooden buckets for holding water, etc.
So, if Tai could make a living as a carpenter, but only by making some beautiful stone paintings or wood carvings, what could he possibly gain?
Rong didn't intend to say too much to Jiang Luoluo. She quickly suppressed her emotions and simply smiled calmly, saying, "Luo, you know these things aren't that simple to do. Who would be willing to spend so much time learning these things from me?"
I thought that after hearing these words, the cub would probably give up those ideas.
To Rong's surprise, Jiang Luoluo's eyes lit up after hearing Rong's words, "Yes, Rong, yes!"
Before Rong could react, Jiang Luoluo, just like before, grabbed Ge, who was silently making stone paintings, and ran outside.
Just as I finished making the popsicle molds for the cub, before I could even call the cub over to take a look, I saw the cub's back disappear as it ran out of the cave.
Because he was so focused on what he was doing, he didn't notice Rong and Jiang Luoluo's conversation at all. He could only scratch his head in confusion and look at Rong on the stone bed.
"Where has she been...? What are these things?"
Rong showed the little flower that she had just made, swaying by the roadside, to everyone as if it were a toy.
"What is this? It's so well made! How did you make it? Teach me." Putting down the popsicle mold in her hand, she leaned forward with great curiosity.
Upon entering, I saw Jiang Luoluo's half-finished product, and then I saw Ge's half-finished product next to it.
"They haven't finished yet, what did they go to do?" Tai then remembered the two people who had just left.
Rong then recounted what had just happened.
While Rong was telling stories and teaching Tai how to make stone paintings, Jiang Luoluo and Ge had already arrived at Xing's house.
Xing used to go to Jiang Luoluo's house every day to make hair ties and stone paintings with her. But after Jiang Luoluo stopped coming home for days on end because of the transparent stone and the telescope, Xing stopped going there.
Xing was home alone. Her parents were both orc warriors. Although they didn't need to train as often as Ge, they were both working hard to hunt prey so they could better get through the snow season.
As for Xing's younger brother Ping, his training on Xiaoshi Mountain will not stop until the snow season arrives. Furthermore, since Xing no longer goes out, he no longer needs to follow his sister around every day and secretly escort her. He is currently training on Xiaoshi Mountain.
Xing was overjoyed to see Jiang Luoluo; it had only been a short time since they last met, but it felt like a long time had passed.
"I thought you were so busy that you'd forgotten about me." Xing hugged Jiang Luoluo affectionately.
"Hmm... Luo, you've gained a lot of weight."
Jiang Luoluo patted her thick clothes, "Because I'm wearing a lot of clothes... Xing, never mind, hurry up and pack your things, I'm taking you to see someone."
"Who? Who are you meeting?" Xing asked, somewhat puzzled, but she didn't hesitate at all. While asking Jiang Luoluo, she packed her things and followed Jiang Luoluo outside.
Once outside and on the road, he finally understood the reason from Jiang Luoluo.
"Is it really that amazing?" Xing's eyes widened.
"They can even do something like that?!"
Jiang Luoluo nodded vigorously, "Yes, yes, that's right, Rong is amazing!"
Jiang Luoluo knew that what Rong said was true. Indeed, learning Rong's skills in stone painting or wood carving could not provide enough security for her life.
Healthy orc warriors would find it difficult to dedicate so much time and energy to learning skills that might not even guarantee their survival.
But what about people from tribes who have no means of survival?
Because of her congenital condition, Xing could not become an orc warrior and had no guarantee of survival. She relied on things like stone paintings and hair ties to barely make ends meet.
For Xing, learning these things from Rong is not a gamble or a waste of her abilities, but rather an improvement in her own business, an expansion of her business, and an enhancement of her life skills.
Therefore, Xing is the most suitable person to learn those things!
Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Xing herself is willing to learn these things.
But is Xing willing to learn?
Just by seeing the instant her eyes lit up after hearing about these things, you could tell she was willing, and extremely willing!
Seeing Xing and Rong, as soon as they met, they seemed to be inseparable, discussing things as if struck by lightning.
Jiang Luoluo knew then that things had worked out.
The best thing about Xing and Rong is that, although Rong is exceptionally talented, he doesn't have that kind of personality.
For Rong, she had experienced learning to make wooden utensils with her husband and knew how difficult it was for someone without talent or with insufficient talent to learn.
Therefore, she doesn't use particularly strict requirements on her students, but rather explains things very gently, breaking them down and explaining them step by step.
Although Xing's talent is not as exaggerated as Rong's, she doesn't find it that difficult to understand and learn. In addition, she has a strong interest in these things, so she learns with twice the result with half the effort.
Seeing that she could no longer understand what the two were talking about, Jiang Luoluo quickly looked away and looked at the popsicle mold she had made in her hand.
Actually, what Jiang Luoluo originally wanted was just a simple mold to depict the shape of an ice pop, but perhaps she said a few more words when she was introducing it.
Tai actually made a rather exaggerated wooden mold—five in a row, two rows up and down, which could make ten popsicles at the same time.
Each mold is engraved with different patterns and designs, clearly showing that it is a woodcarving technique that Tai learned from Rong.
That's not all, because they made a "lid".
It can also be described as two wooden molds that can be joined together very tightly to form a large mold for making large popsicles.
You can also split it into two, and freeze ten smaller popsicles from each.
No wonder it took so long to carry it.
Jiang Luoluo suddenly realized that, according to her idea, it was simply a matter of finding a piece of wood, digging out a few holes in the middle, making it as flat as possible, and ensuring there were no splinters or wood chips inside.
It's nothing like this before, where you can split and merge them, and each one has a different pattern inside... Just looking at it once is amazing, and it's something that only took a few hours to make.
That's really... amazing!
Looking at the popsicle mold, Jiang Luoluo hesitated to reach for it and couldn't help but look at Ge... "Do we have anything we can offer as payment?"
Go received the cub's signal and returned a "no" look...
"I'll go back and get it..." Ge stood up.
He grabbed Ge's arm and said, "Where are you going?"
He had seen the interaction between the cub and Ge. "Alright, you don't need to go back and get anything. As for the reward, the stones you brought are enough."
He looked up at his wife Rong and saw the bright smile on her face, as if she had met a kindred spirit. He waved to Jiang Luoluo and Ge.
Nothing was a more valuable reward than his wife's smile.