Seeing Jiang Ran returning with paintbrushes and dyes, Pei Yang and Pei Shanshan were quite puzzled.
They both put down their books and came over.
"Sister-in-law, what are you going to do with these?" Shanshan fully embraced the spirit of asking when unsure.
Jiang Ran smiled, "Painting!"
The wooden board had already been sanded twice, making its surface relatively smooth.
After wiping it clean and letting it dry, Jiang Ran began painting on it.
Jiang Ran didn't paint landscapes or portraits; everything was related to food.
White, plump, steaming buns; colorful eight-treasure porridge; crispy fried dough sticks; round sugar cakes.
Each food item was painted by Jiang Ran onto the wooden board.
Besides these, Jiang Ran also painted some medicines.
Shanshan didn't recognize these herbs but felt they looked quite nice.
"Sister-in-law, when did you learn to paint?"
