Sheng Huaixuan was very interested in the watercolor brush that Bai Wutong had made for Chu Tianbao.
There were a few more in her study, so she gave him two brushes and a bottle of ink.
Sheng Huaixuan had seen how Chu Tianbao used the watercolor brush. He added some ink to the watercolor brush and held it with his hand to test it out.
He was surprised to discover that the watercolor brush was comparable to the best quality wolf brush.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Xiaobai. He suddenly smiled and asked, "Is this a watercolor brush made of Xiaobai's fur?"
Bai Wutong's gentle eyes were filled with laughter. "We exchanged three sausages for a small clump of its fur."
Ever since its fur was used to make a watercolor pen, Xiaobai had realized that its fur could be exchanged for sausages. If it wanted to eat sausages, it would bite a few tufts of its fur and place them in front of Bai Wutong, signaling for Bai Wutong to give itself sausages.
