Li Shui nodded vigorously: "Of course it's true."

In fact, Li Shui refused to take pictures, of course it was not because of something bad. The main reason was that Shangjun Villa couldn't make colorful photos now, and Xianglizhu was busy studying feces, so the progress of the color camera slowed down.

The black and white photos, after taking them, Li Shui always had a shadow of his portrait, so he refused to take them.

As for Li Xin and others...the Qin Dynasty people have never seen a portrait anyway.

The ignorant is fearless.

Weiyang believes in Li Shui very much and is happy to try new things.

She said to Li Shui: "I heard that you brought the camera to the palace today? Can you take one for me?"

Li Shui scratched his head: "Yes, yes, but... I suggest you wait a little longer."

Weiyang asked Li Shui curiously: "Why?"

Li Xin began to look at Li Shui suspiciously again: "Brother Huai, tell me honestly, how much is my soul left."

Li Shui: “…”

Finally, Li Shui was forced to cough and said to Weiyang: "The princess is so beautiful, and the photos she took must be very beautiful. But... now the technology is limited, so she can only take black and white photos."

"In this way, this photo cannot show the princess's beauty. Why not wait a few months and wait until I make a color camera and let's take it again."

Wei Yang thought about it and said in disappointment: "That's it."

Fu Yao next to him suddenly said, "Master, I heard from you before that after taking this photo, there is a thin glass plate?"

Li Shui nodded.

Fu Yao said: "If we hire a skilled painter to color the people and scenery on the glass plate, then we can make colorful photos?"

When Li Shui heard this, his eyes lit up: "Yes."

Early color photos seemed to be really made in this way.

Li Shui immediately asked Wu Jie to send an order, asking the craftsmen in Shangjun Villa to immediately study the issue of coloring.

Half an hour later, the Wu was handed back.

Li Shui asked: "What do the craftsmen say? Can they do it?"

Wu Jiao bowed his hand and said with a smile: "After listening to the advice of the exiled immortal, all of them praised it. They said that the words of the exiled immortal made them suddenly enlightened."

"Now they are experimenting with different materials, ranging from one night to one or two days, and this color photo can be made."

Li Shui nodded with satisfaction.

Wei Yang's face was even more excited and flushed.

At this time, Fu Yao handed over a book and said to Li Shui: "Master, after I came back from Beidi County, I made this book. See if there is any possibility of making money."

Li Shui looked at it and the cover of the book reads: Travels to the North.

Li Shui was stunned: "Travels in North? Take advantage of the popularity of Journey to the West?"

Fu Yao blushed a little and coughed dryly: "It's just that the names are similar, but the inside is different. It tells some things about his disciple in Beidi County."

Li Shui said: "That's even more popular."

He looked at the author, whose name was: Beiming Youyu.

Li Shui asked: "Who is this Beiming fish?"

Fu Yao coughed again: "It's me. I said some good things about the governance of Beidi County in the book. My disciple was worried that someone would say that I was boasting, so it was inconvenient to be the real name, so I gave me a separate name."

Li Shui was stunned: Yes, the pseudonym has come out.

Under the pen name, there is a line of big words: Princess Weiyang accidentally received this book, and she praised it very much, but she couldn't put it down, and she didn't know the taste of meat for three months.

"This..." Li Shui looked at Wei Yang in surprise.

Weiyang was a little helpless: "He must add this sentence. What do you say... I have written many books. If I think they are good, others will definitely buy them."

Li Shui gave Fu Yao a thumbs up: "I have a set."

After opening the main text, Li Shui was even more stunned.

It is not a dense text inside, but a painting.

What caught my eye was a low and dilapidated city gate. A group of people were riding horses into the city gate.

In the farmland outside the city gate, there are several old farmers with hunched backs who are plowing the fields. The seedlings are listless and grow very badly.

Outside the city gate, there were many ragged beggars, all of whom were pale and thin, and looked desperate.

A few strokes of paintings have drawn some flavor.

Next to this painting, there are two simple lines of words: When Mr. Fu Yao first entered Yiqu City, he saw this scene: all industries were withered, plants and trees were withered, Guizhou heads did not eat enough, their clothes were not covered, and they were born for some reason, and they died for some reason.

Turning to the next page, the same simple drawing describes the poverty of the Beidi County and the trunk of the people, and being invaded by bandits.

After three or four pages like this, Fu Yao's face appeared.

A little young man stood in front of the government office, clenched his fists and looked determined.

The text next to it is: Beidi County is the border of the Great Qin Dynasty. This place has been withered for a long time. All the county magistrates wanted to make a difference, but none of them succeeded. However, Mr. Fu Yao decided to do his best to improve the place. It was just because he was His Majesty's prince, just because he was the prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, just because he was the disciple of the exiled immortal. Even though there were thousands of people, I would go. This is Mr. Fu Yao, a young hero.

Li Shui was amazed and said to Fu Yao: "How did you come up with this thing?"

Fu Yao said guiltily: "Of course, my disciple's writing style is not as good as my sister. I can't write it out hundreds of thousands of words. And it's too long, so I'm tired to watch it."

"So I found a few painters, mainly pictures and supplemented by characters, and I got this book."
Chapter completed!