After the morning service, Meg took Hannah upstairs and began the formal drawing lesson.
As a (pseudo) designer who had graduated from a proper mechanical design major, Mag's foundation in design was very solid. With his good memory, he could still remember how his teacher had taught him the basics of drawing designs.
"So many books." When Hannah entered the study, she was attracted by the three walls that were almost filled with all kinds of books. At a rough glance, there were at least five thousand books of all kinds. She had never seen so many books in her life.
Mag pointed at the bookshelf near the door with a smile, and said, "Apart from this bookshelf, you can take whatever books you want to read on the other bookshelves."
Reading more books was a good thing.
Hannah glanced at the bookshelf that Mag was pointing at. There were many books with black and red covers on the bookshelf, and they seemed to be emitting some kind of dark aura. She nodded without thinking too much about it.
"Come over here. Today, I'm going to teach you how to draw a design in a standard manner so that your design can be gradually presented on the drawing so that more professional craftsmen can create products that meet your requirements." Mag walked over to the desk by the window.
"Aren't we going to do it ourselves?" Hannah followed and asked with some doubts. She felt that others might not understand what she was going to do.
"Our goal is to make standardized brewing equipment. Except for the mixing, which is done by you, the other processes can be done by machines and standardized workers. Only in this way can it be considered a large-scale mechanized brewery." Meg took a piece of white paper from the shelf and put it on the desk. He looked at Hannah and said, "So, we have to ensure the precision of the machine. This is a job that can only be done by professional blacksmiths."
"Oh." Hannah nodded thoughtfully and looked at Meg with some worry. "Will it be difficult? In the past, I used to draw whatever I wanted. As long as I could understand it, it would be fine. "
"It doesn't matter. I am a professional." Mag gestured for Hannah to sit at the side with a profound expression before he sat down in front of the desk, and said, "Let's take a look at the tools that are commonly used for drawing. This is a pencil and eraser, and this is a ruler …"
Mag began to teach Hannah the steps and methods of standardized drawing in an in-depth and simplified manner, starting from knowing the tools.
Planar plan, 3D plan, 3D plan, one after another unfamiliar words leaped into Hannah's mind. Looking at the vivid drawings under Meg's pen and the neat and comfortable labeling method, she felt as if she had opened the door to a new world.
The boss was indeed a master mechanic!
However, Meg spoke too quickly, and the amount of information was too much. Although she had already tried her best to memorize it, and even took out a small notebook to record some key points, it was obviously unrealistic to want to completely grasp these things in a short period of time. She could only slowly digest and practice it when she was alone.
About an hour later, Meg picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip of tea to moisten his dry throat. He looked at Hannah, who was in a daze, and asked, "Can you do it now?"
"Hmm?" Hannah looked at Meg in a daze. Is this a human language? Although she understood everything Meg said, this and understanding were two different things.
"It's okay. As a professional teacher, I'll point out where I don't know." Meg smiled and extended his middle finger.
Moments later, the dazed Hannah regained her clarity. She looked at Meg, who was sitting opposite her, in disbelief, and said in surprise, "Boss! I know it all! "
"No, it's just that your brain has already grasped it. Drawing is something that requires constant practice. You can stay in the study today and draw all the drawings that I've prepared for you." Mag stood up and gave his seat to Hannah before he went downstairs.
"Isn't this too miraculous? The boss just pointed at my forehead, and I actually learned everything that he taught this morning. This is too incredible. " Hannah still couldn't calm down. Just now, she actually learned everything that Meg taught her in her mind in a short period of time, including how to use various tools, how to draw professional drawings, and how to mark the appropriate measurements.
"Could this be the boss's superpower?" Hannah was in deep thought. She felt that she had discovered the boss's superpower outside of cooking.
"Calm down, calm down! It's time to start drawing. " Hannah took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. Then, she picked up the pen and paper and started to complete the task that Meg gave her.
Although it was her first time using professional tools to draw, she had already memorized all the methods and steps in her mind. Her technique was a bit rough, but it didn't affect her drawing the lines and drawings on the paper.
"Not bad, but it's not professional enough." Ten minutes later, Hannah looked at the first drawing she drew and nodded in satisfaction. Then, she threw it aside in dissatisfaction. She took the second piece of paper and started drawing seriously again.
Not long after Meg went downstairs, Dicus came to find him with Michael's order to go to the city lord's castle.
Meg could roughly guess why Michael was looking for him. He changed his clothes and put the stone box with the strange stone statue in it on his body. Then, he got into Dicus' carriage and headed to the city lord's castle.
As soon as Meg arrived at the secret room, Michael stood up and said sincerely, "Mr. Mak, I have to apologize to you about Miss Raina first. This matter will be completely resolved in a few days. There are some parasites in the city lord's castle. I need to clean them up carefully."
"I'm not the one who was hurt. Your apology won't help." Meg shrugged. He was indeed a bit unhappy about the city lord's castle.
"I'll personally apologize to Miss Raina later." Michael nodded.
"Let's put these things aside for now. Let's talk about the evil gods and devils first," Rolan said in a low voice as he closed the secret room's door and activated multiple anti-spying spell formations.
"Mr. Mak, did you really see the devils on your trip to the Falk Tribe this time?" Michael asked Meg.
"I believe the city lord has already seen the detailed report and my previous conversation. Perhaps it's a little ridiculous, but we have to admit that there really are devils in this world. Or rather, it's a kind of powerful existence that existed in ancient times but has survived until now. I call them the 'Great Old Ones', "Meg said in a low voice.
"Great Old Ones." Michael repeated each word slowly. His brows were tightly knitted together as he perplexedly asked, "If there really are Great Old Ones, why haven't there been any records of them in the history of the Norland Continent?"
Meg thought for a while, and said, "I've been thinking about this problem recently. There are two possibilities: 1. The Norland Continent was once completely destroyed, and the current world slowly developed after that, so there are no relevant records. 2. The Norland Continent's history has been altered by someone, and all the information related to the Great Old Ones has been erased."
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