Chapter 566

Fuduoduo "Shua" opens Shen Xu's painting, and a large white paper appears at the bottom. On the top, there are only three words "Xiao Xiaoliu", and the rest are not many.

Several people's expressions are difficult to express, Lin Qingyang and LAN Ying'er laugh in a low voice.

"Empty? Xiao Xiaoliu, you hand in the blank paper! " Fuduo looked at Xiao Xiaoliu in surprise. She picked up the white paper with only Xiao Xiaoliu's name. Finally, she couldn't believe it and said, "I know you're not good at learning, but I didn't expect you to hand in the white paper! You can do whatever you want! "

Xiao Xiaoliu kept the last stubbornness, pinched his waist and snorted, "I don't know, but I don't know. If you have the ability, you can teach me on the spot!"

"Teach, teach!" Fuduoduo was also strong. She spread the white paper on the table, dipped the brush in the inkstone, and wrote: "you look after it for me! An old man, Ding, owes us two eggs. I say three days, he says four days, roll your duck eggs, three days, three days

Fudo said, drawing an old man's head on the paper.

She hates the iron does not become the steel white Xiao small six one eye, "this not head came out!"

Xiao Xiaoliu was stunned and looked at Fuduo's head. He was stunned and laughed, "don't say it's really like it!"

"Don't panic, there's more!" Fuduo continued to write on the paper and said, "I bought a big watermelon, which is ninety-nine cents. The big watermelon is the body and two nines are the arms. I also bought six openings, which are sixty-six cents. Six buttons are painted on them and two sixes are legs and feet. Isn't that a person?"

LAN Ying'er had never seen this kind of painting. She was surprised, "Duoduo, your painting is very interesting. Where did you learn it?"

Xiao Xiaoliu looks at fuduoduo blankly. He stares at the paper for a long time and asks, "although you read and draw very smoothly, I still want to ask you, I know that there are three and four in old Ding, and where do the three and nine and six come from?"

Fuduoduo was stunned.

She carefully recalled when the Arabic numerals caused history It seems that Arabic numerals have existed since the Song Dynasty, but they have not been popularized. According to Xiao Xiaoliu's situation, Daming should not be popularized either.

"Duoduo is talking about Arabic numerals. I have seen them in the western regions." Shen Xu said with a faint smile.

Fuduoduo looks at Shen Xu in an instant. It's good to have culture. She has no generation gap with Shen Xu. She hugs Shen Xu and says, "my husband is great!"

Shen Xu has been used to fuduoduo's saying and kissing, and he has developed a thick skin. He smiles at the people with a big smile, which is not unusual, even a little sweet. He looks at fuduoduo's eyes, which are also spoiled.

Xiao Xiaoliu has pulled the lip corner, abuse the dog!

"Arabic numerals?" Lin Qingyang and LAN Ying'er look at each other.

He and his wife have been pursuing knowledge all the time. After hearing Shen Xu and Fuduo's novel knowledge, they can't help but be curious. They arouse a strong thirst for knowledge.

Fuduo nuzui, she thought for a while, can't think of how to explain to the two people, simply waved, crisp voice: "I'll tell you a good day, now it's the prince's turn to make the painting!"

Fuduo throws Xiao Xiaoliu's painting to Xiao Xiaoliu and starts to pick up the painting of the great prince.

Seeing the above content, she couldn't help but exclaim: "wow ~"

LAN Ying'er and Lin Qingyang met, and she couldn't help pulling the corners of her lips. Today, she really opened her eyes.

There was a big circle on the white paper, and two small circles were drawn in the big circle, and then a tick was made. This is a face, two eyes, a mouth, and even no nose.

Is this painting?

Fuduoduo swallowed her mouth. She looked at the prince with an indescribable expression.

This man changed his mind and even his ability. How could the great prince not make this creation!

The eldest prince sat on his seat sullen. Seeing Fuduo looking at him and his painting strangely, his eyes suddenly sank. He patted the table and said, "what's the matter? Ben Tai The prince's painting is terrible? "

Fudo shook his head like a rattle.

This refined personality is neuropathy. It's a time bomb. She doesn't dare to offend anyone. No one can offend neuropathy!

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