After arriving at Huangshan Airport, Tang Huairen also asked his family to drive a car over, and in Huangshan City, their family also opened a shop, mainly based on the ink produced at home, supplemented by other four treasures of the study. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Their family has always adhered to the tradition, and the quality of the ink produced is destined to be of high quality, and many people will order in advance and open a shop in Huangshan to facilitate some people to pick up the goods.

After getting into the car, Tang Huairen asked with a smile: "Lao Lin, Xiao Yu, you have come to Huangshan, do you want to go directly to my house now, or stay here for two days, climb Huangshan, and take a look at the scenery." ”

Nie Wenshan shook his head without hesitation, "I haven't been to this place in Huangshan ten times, but I have seven or eight trips, and now that I am old, I still have to climb Huangshan, you let us play with our lives." ”

Then, his eyes saw Zhou Yu and continued: "Xiao Yu, if you are interested, we can stay here with you for two days and let you climb the mountain." ”

"Nie Lao, you don't have to accompany me, now let's go to Donald's house first, from here to She County, but it's only half an hour, if I have time, I will come to Huangshan by myself, climb the mountain once, and go back the next day." Zhou Yu shook his head, Huangshan He had also traveled with his classmates before, but due to time problems, he did not stay on the mountain to watch the sunrise, but watched some scenery, and came down.

The whole Huangshan scenic spot, if you play slowly, it takes at least two or three days, if you just climb the mountain, then the time is much shorter, he wants to climb the mountain, in addition to watching the scenery, the most important thing is to want to face the sunrise on the peak of the Yellow Mountain, write a calligraphy, I believe that the absorption of Haoran righteousness, should be much more than on the ground.

Lin Xiuyuan scolded with a smile: "Old man Nie, your body is really useless, even climbing the Yellow Mountain is like desperately, it's just hopeless." ”

"Hehe, Lao Lin, it's useless for you to provoke me, when I was young, I climbed to the top of the mountain in one breath, without panting, now it's different from before, in addition to the number of people, our body bones are also old, and climbing the mountain with Xiaoyu, isn't that a burden to him." Nie Wenshan also smiled indifferently.

"Don't, your old men are not old, maybe I'm still a burden. Zhou Yu smiled and said jokingly, with his current physical fitness, this is indeed a joke.

Others seem to be tired of the mountaineering with weak legs, but in the face of his strong physical fitness, it can be said that it is like walking on the ground, if you use all your strength, you can fly directly up the mountain like light work.

After a joke, Tang Huairen said with a smile: "Okay, let's go to my house first, as Xiao Yu said, Huangshan is only half an hour away from She County, and when the time comes, he will come to climb the mountain in the afternoon, and after watching the sunrise the next day, he can come back directly." ”

After more than half an hour, everyone arrived at She County by car, along the way, they saw some beautiful scenery on the road, as well as the quaint buildings, She County since the establishment of the Qin Dynasty, basically in various dynasties, are the place where the county and the state road government are located, it can be said that it is the political, economic, and cultural center of ancient Huizhou.

At that time, when Zhou Yu came to Huangshan to play, She County also went there, but he probably visited a circle, and did not go to see it in detail, and the scenery and culture along the way were only a small part of She County.

"At noon, go to my house to rest for a while, have a meal, and then go to the ink workshop in the afternoon. Tang Huairen said to everyone, and then asked the driver to go directly to the house.

Hearing this, Xu Minghua smiled, pointed at Tang Huairen and said: "You always said before that I had a courtyard house in Tianjing, and I was a big tyrant, but in fact, Lao Tang is the real tyrant, in some scenic spots in She County, there are several sets of houses, and there is a house built on the mountainside, and the scenery is just like a painting." ”

Tang Huairen couldn't help laughing, "Haha, my houses combined, they can't compare to your courtyard in Tianjing, after all, it is at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and every inch of land is gold." ”

"Old Tang is right, you can't let Old Man Xu transfer his hatred, a Tianjing courtyard is worth a few buildings in other cities. Nie Wenshan showed the appearance of beating local tyrants and dividing the land.

In the midst of laughter, everyone came to a house on the outskirts of the county, in fact, Tang Huairen has a few houses in the county, and even in the ancient city, but there are too many tourists, and it is not as clean as the house in the suburbs.

"Old man, you're back. When he came to the house, a middle-aged man also hurriedly greeted him, looking like the housekeeper of the house.

"Well, help me pass a message to Master Sun in the workshop, and ask him to prepare some good Huangshan pine, as well as bone glue and other materials, all of which are the best, and I will use them in the afternoon. Tang Huairen nodded lightly, and then explained.

At this time, Xu Minghua showed a hint of surprise on his face, "Old Tang, things like tobacco refining and glue can be handed over to the master in the workshop, and you plan to do it yourself." ”

"Of course, Xiao Yu took out something precious like ink grass juice, how could I not do it myself, so that you can also watch the whole process. Tang Huairen looked like a matter of course.

Lin Xiuyuan smiled, "The best Huangshan pine, Lao Tang really wants to make the best ink." Then, he explained to Zhou Yu again.

Before the Song Dynasty, it has been the world of pine smoke ink, the smoke made of the above good Huangshan pine wood, processed into ink ingots, used to write, but the pine smoke ink needs too many raw materials, and later due to the excessive felling of pine trees, resulting in the reduction of resources, to the Song Dynasty, the ink industry began to collect the smoke produced when the oil is burned, as the raw material for ink making.

In modern times, most of the ink industry uses tung oil to refine tobacco, that is, tung oil made from the fruit of the tung tree, but pine smoke ink has also been made, of course, because the Yellow Mountain prohibits the cutting of pine trees, so only the branches of the Yellow Mountain pine trees are mostly used, and there are pine trees in other places.

The Tang family, as a big ink-making family with a long history, also hoarded some Huangshan pine wood before, and only used it when making high-quality pine smoke ink, and at other times, it was still pine branches.

After listening to Lin Xiuyuan's introduction, Zhou Yu couldn't help but nodded, this was knowledge that he hadn't understood before, "Old Tang, it seems that I have made a lot of money this time, I must use the pine smoke ink made of pine wood in Huangshan." ”

"Haha, how easy is this, I'll get you two pieces later, as for the ink with ink grass juice to be made in the afternoon, if you want to use it, it is estimated that it will be next year. Tang Huairen laughed and waved his hand indifferently.

"Hehe, then thank you Donald. Zhou Yu said with a smile, generally speaking, there are more oil smoke inks used now, which is very suitable for painting and calligraphy creation, and pine smoke ink is also used, but the number is less, because the good pine smoke ink made of Huangshan pine wood is very rare.

Nie Wenshan shook his head and sighed pretending to be a gesture, "Sure enough, if you have milk, you are a mother, the Huangshan pine smoke ink that we asked us for a long time before, and now this old man Tang directly gave Xiaoyu two pieces, and the people's hearts are not ancient." ”

"Old man Nie, if you talk nonsense like this again, the ink made from ink grass juice will not be your share in the future. Tang Huairen pointed at Nie Wenshan and scolded with a smile.

Xu Minghua couldn't help laughing at this time, "Haha, Lao Nie, now you still dare to find Old Tang's stubble, when the time comes, we will all use this kind of ink, and you will be useless, then it will be very funny." ”

"Don't mind, Old Don, we've been friends for many years, just a joke. At this time, Nie Wenshan also hurriedly waved his hand and said, causing everyone to laugh.

Next, everyone had a lunch in the house, also steamed some spiritual rice, drank some immortal fruit wine, and went to Tianjing before, in addition to bringing some spiritual rice and immortal fruit wine to Song Yaojun, he also left some.

After eating, Tang Huairen led everyone to the ink workshop, which was not far from the house where they were now, at the foot of a mountain, leaning on the green mountains and green waters, not so much a workshop, but a factory image, with a signboard at the door, which said Tang's ink workshop.

According to the introduction of Tang Huairen and others, Zhou Yu also knew the scale of this ink factory, which can be said to be a bit amazing, with more than 100 employees, not only the production of Hui ink, but also calligraphy and painting ink, as well as Wenyuan boxes, all of which are produced, which can be said to be a famous ink factory in the country.

They drove to the gate, Tang Huairen said hello to the old man of the doorman, the old man stood up excitedly and opened the door, "Master Tang, you are here, please come in, please come in." ”

"Lao Yu, I'll talk to you later. Tang Huairen smiled and waved his hand, directing the car all the way into the factory.

After parking the car in the parking lot, Tang Huairen took them towards the ink-making workshop, and along the way, no one came to welcome them, which was also what he requested, the whole factory did not engage in formalism, and devoted all their hearts to the production of ink.

After entering the ink-making workshop, it was busy inside, the space was filled with a smell of ink and traditional Chinese medicine, and the whole workshop was also full of black paint, and the clothes of some ink-making workers were also black.

There was a worker in the workshop, who saw them and hurriedly shouted, "Master Sun, Old Tang is here." ”

A middle-aged man who was also covered in darkness, after hearing this, walked over quickly, "Old Tang, when you ask someone to come over, don't come over in person, the workshop is dirty." ”

"Haha, Xiao Sun, you are burying me, I have been learning ink making with my father since I was a child, I have been in this workshop for decades, and now I have changed my clothes, so I can't enter." Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Tang Huairen laughed.

Their ink-making process has been passed down from generation to generation, that is, it was in his generation that the factory was built and many employees were recruited.

"How can I be, my craft is also taught by you. The middle-aged man surnamed Sun hurriedly waved his hand, "By the way, you always asked me to prepare Huangshan pine and other good materials, are you going to make a batch of high-quality ink, I will let people do it." ”

Tang Huairen smiled and waved his hand, "No need, I'll make this batch of ink, just make twenty or thirty ingots first, and I'll talk about the rest later." ”

It takes a long time to dry, but after the production is completed, the quality of the ink can be judged by the condition and smell of the ink.

"Donald, my apprentice can't let you do it yourself, so leave it to me. Master Sun hurriedly shook his head, even if this batch is a national gift, it is not worth Tang Huairen's own hands.

"Haha, this batch of ink is different, I need to experiment with a new raw material, so I have to do it myself to rest assured. Tang Huairen shook his head, the matter of ink grass juice is not allowed to be missed.

Master Sun showed a hint of surprise on his face, "New raw materials, what raw materials do you always want to add, I can completely control it." ”

The development of the ink-making industry has been up to now, and the raw materials that can be tested have been tried, but a slight change is possible, even if you want to have some small changes, it is a very difficult thing.

"No, this is a new ingredient, I'll try it myself, Xiao Sun, you go and get busy with yours." Tang Huairen waved his hand, the first few jobs of ink making are very important, tobacco refining and glue, which is the key to determining the quality of ink.

Ink grass juice, which is a material that has not appeared before, can make the ink better, which may open a new era of ink making, so he naturally has to be cautious.

Subsequently, Tang Huairen and others entered the workshop, put a layer of clothes on the outside, in the early stage of ink making, they will get a body of ink on their bodies casually, and some of the workers in the workshop here have a layer of ink on their faces.

"Okay, Donald, when are you refining cigarettes, I'll have someone bring the pine wood to you. Master Sun saw Tang Huairen so insistent, so he had to nod and say.

"Not for now, I'll go inside and refine some fumes first. Tang Huairen smiled and shook his head, pine smoke ink and oil smoke ink are both to be experimented, now let's refine oil smoke first.

Zhou Yu and the others followed Tang Huairen to the tobacco refining room in the workshop, as soon as they entered, this room was full of smoke, it looked impermeable, and the walls in the room were even darker.

There were special recesses in the room, and in them were some strange shapes, with a long tube hanging from it, and a lit oil lamp underneath.

According to Tang Huairen and others, this is also known to the function of these things, the bowl is filled with tung oil, and the tubular object above is the collection tube, after the incomplete combustion of tung oil, the smoke raised by the collection tube is recycled, and it becomes a small black particle that can be used for ink making.

In order to collect more soot, tung oil must be in a state of incomplete combustion, and the quality of soot also affects the quality of Hui ink, so it is necessary to master the heat.