C1846 A Brush.
This thing was a brush. Chen Hao had never touched it since he was a child. It could not be helped. Buying a brush and ink required money, and he lacked money at that time, so he naturally did not touch it.
He did not expect Zhang Li to have the habit of writing with a brush.
"No, only a brush, no ink and paper?" Chen Hao felt that something was wrong
