Lu Zhao was dictating the "Thousand-Character Essay" while Xiao Baozi Yanyu was polishing ink aside.
"Brother Zhao, your calligraphy is so beautiful, even comparable to my father's calligraphy."
"Do you also often help Uncle Li sharpen ink?"
"My father and mother sharpen ink, I only do it occasionally."
"I give you this "Thousand-Character Essay". From now on, will you just grind ink for me?"
