Today's penmanship learning time has been consumed by Zhong Yue's repeated resets, and the last hair has not been caught, which is really a pity.

He quit the penmanship system and the phone rang just in time.

"Hello?"

"Zhong Yue, I've called you several times, why don't you answer?"

Zhong Yue heard that it was Pang Jun's voice, so he asked, "Brother Pang, what's the matter?" It's been a bit busy lately, so I probably haven't seen it. ”

"You forgot, about the ingots. ”

Zhong Yue remembered and asked, "Ink ingots, what's wrong?"

"Sold out. ”

“……”

Zhong Yue was a little surprised, it's only been a few days, half a two pieces, a total of half a catty of ink ingots, this adds up to 10,000 yuan, and it was actually sold out?

Ink ingots don't look like ink. A good ink ingot can ink three or four hundred milliliters of ink, if it is a person who usually writes calligraphy occasionally, it may not be used up in one or two months, originally Zhong Yue thought, it can be sold in a month and it is already going to burn high incense, but it has only been a few days, and it has been sold out?

"Really?" Zhong Yue was a little unconvinced.

"Do you remember the old Cai you met in the study?"

"How?"

"I have a good relationship with him, so I let him try it, and directly bought five with his pension, and brought a few old friends, and directly swept the goods, and now there are many people who have used your ink ingots, and want to ask to buy it. I have long said that your ink ingot is better than the ink ingot produced at the peak of the old ink factory forty or fifty years ago, the price of 1,000 is good quality and low price, and the inventory of ink ingots left at that time has risen to more than 2,000. ”

Forehead...... Pension.

Your uncle is still your uncle.

This breath is five, that's five thousand yuan, and it doesn't blink at all. Jin Nong is right, calligraphy, if you want to use it high-end, it really costs money......

"Zhong Yue, I suggest that if you have a recipe for this ink ingot, the batch after six months, hurry up and find a mold, you are such a boxy, mediocre ink ingot, people can only use it as a copy, and it is shabby to take it out as a gift. ”

Pang Jun also knows a little about the process of making ink, good ink ingots, that are all to be dried in the shade, it takes half a year is not too much, otherwise why is it so expensive? If you use what kind of oven to dry, it will very affect the quality of ink ingots.

"Low-key has connotations. ”

Pang Jun smiled, "Then there must be a logo, if you are a batch of old ink, just give up, it is really made of a formula, Ah Yue, if you want to become big and famous, you must have your own brand, otherwise it is still difficult to open up sales by word of mouth like this." ”

Zhong Yue understood what Pang Jun meant. There is a formula, if there is no brand, then once you find a factory to process, once the formula is leaked, then you will have no competitiveness at all, but with the brand is different, even if the formula is leaked, your own 500 catties of oil fame signboard out, after occupying the market, consumers will recognize this century-old formula.

However, Zhong Yue has not yet entered the idea of entering the business for the time being, and selling some ink ingots is purely to relieve some nervousness, after all, he is going to Songhu, and he doesn't have a hundred and eighty thousand in his hand, so he is not at ease.

He put the twenty ink ingots in the system neatly, and prepared to go to the city again to find Pang Jun to sell them.

Zhong Yue now has money in hand, that is, sixty or seventy thousand, which is indeed a lot of money for a college student, but the problem is that Zhong Yue still has a system, and the ghost knows when, what kind of plot task suddenly pops up, and then it will cost money, and if the money on hand is not enough, it will be very embarrassing.

Others write and paint to make money, but Zhong Yue earns money to write and paint.

As for what foundry to find, it is not for Zhong Yue to think about it for the time being. His main focus now is not to make money.

……

……

In the conference room of the Cultural Center, the participation in the Municipal University Students' Calligraphy Grand Prix was carried out here.

The ten candidate works selected by the on-site judges were placed on the drawing board of the exhibition hall. If it is an ordinary municipal calligraphy competition, it will not be so grand, it needs to be undertaken by the Academy of Fine Arts, the calligraphy association participates, and the municipal cultural office has reviewed.

Several directors of the Cultural Affairs Office, the backbone of the Calligraphy Association, and several persons in charge of the Cultural Center sat in the conference room, looking at the ten works in the window of the exhibition hall, and discussing the evaluation of the awards.

"Several leaders, according to the award evaluation, the highest evaluation of the calligrapher on the scene this time is this 43 lines of "Lingfei Sutra". ”

An old man with gray temples and tortoiseshell presbyopia squinted, "Oh? is that the work that has been hyped up by the newspaper media lately?"

Zhang Shaolin smiled: "Director Fang, yes." ”

Fang Wenshan, this is Zhang Shaolin's old friend. At the beginning, they were also brothers in the same school. Fang Wenshan entered politics relatively early and mixed into the position of director of the Cultural Office, at the beginning, Zhang Shaolin laughed at his junior brother for being drunk with fame and fortune, but in his later years, he also mixed into the establishment.

Zhang Shaolin was able to become the director of this cultural center, and it can be said that most of the factors were the help of this fellow disciple.

"Well, in terms of brushwork, it's true that the quality of this work is a cut above the others. It's just that there are still some flaws in this ink. ”

Although Fang Wenshan has not touched pen and ink for many years, his eyes are still as vicious as ever.

Zhang Cunli, who was sitting at the bottom, hesitated, but got up and said, "Director Fang, let me explain this matter." ”

"Oh, it's a gift. You say you say. Although we are in the conference hall, all of us here are old friends of the Book Association. ”

"At that time, there was a piece of felt missing on the scene, so Zhong Yue's work was written on a piece of red towel cloth, and you also know that this kind of cloth used for decoration does not absorb water, so where the ink is slightly heavier, it is not easy to absorb ink, and it is easy to melt away when it stays on paper. ”

Fang Wenshan paced back and forth in front of several works with his hands behind his back, and several deputy directors of the Cultural Office behind him also stopped to review them one by one.

"That's right...... That's really embarrassing for this little comrade. ”

In fact, this impact is very small for Zhong Yue, because Zhong Yue's penmanship runs extremely fast, and it is even faster when he writes the Lingfei Sutra, so the ink often has not yet melted, and it has already been dragged with the pen, and there are only a few subtleties of the turn, and there are signs of melting with ink.

"Director Fang, you can't say that. There is always an accident in this on-site calligraphy and painting, and this is not a reason. ”

"Hmm. But this piece is still quite good. Let's give a second prize. This imitation of Yan Qinli's monument is mentioned in the position of the first prize. ”

Zhang Cunli frowned and suggested: "These two works are obviously not of the same level, Director Fang, this is not appropriate, right?"

"Lao Zhang, that's not the reason. What is the theme of this contest? The building of spiritual civilization! This Lingfei Sutra and Taoist scripture mention the position of the first prize, is it inappropriate! Or is the content of this Yan Qinli monument in line with the theme? ”

"This ...... The content is Director Wu's death. ”

"Save the ceremony, the person moves, the tree moves, this stipulates that the original text of the inscription must be properly screened by yourself. Needless to say, as far as the excerpt of Yan Qinli's monument is concerned, the face is majestic, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece. ”

The participants of several book associations were silent.

Speaking in good conscience, it is natural that this Lingfei Jing Xiaokai has undoubtedly won the first prize, but since ancient times, there is no first, there is no second, and the two works of different calligraphy styles are difficult to judge in the eyes of laymen.

A few people with strong eyesight obviously felt that Fang Wenshan was prejudiced against this Lingfei Sutra, so they didn't want to touch their heads.

Huang Mingchuan wanted to open his mouth, but was glanced at vaguely by Zhang Shaolin, who was standing aside, and stopped talking.

After the meeting ended, Huang Mingchuan walked over.

"Lao Zhang, the layman looks at the excitement, let's do calligraphy, don't you still know which is higher and which is lower? Zhong Yue's Lingfei Sutra is obviously much higher than Huang Xu's face in terms of pen power and chapter method, Director Fang is doing this, why don't you ask?"

Zhang Shaolin looked around at no one, and said in a low voice: "Lao Huang, you forgot about Ouyang International's affairs before?" It broke up unhappily, and the top was naturally unhappy, do you think it is appropriate to let Zhong Yue win the first prize this time? Don't worry, the second prize is not bad, not to mention that Huang Xu's work is also remarkable, and it is not an exaggeration to evaluate the first prize." ”

"But it's about next year's National Youth Cup. According to the rules, there are only three places in the city, and only one is recommended by colleges and universities in previous years, and this first prize is related to the admission ticket. ”

Zhang Shaolin said with a smile: "Do you think that even if the first prize is given to Zhong Yue, he will be able to win the prize in the National Youth Cup? I think too much, how many years have we been in Huizhou, and the hair on the National Youth Cup has not been caught, and it is not for those top students of CAFA and Gome and a few disciples of everyone to accompany him? Zhong Yue's Xiaokai is well written, but if you look carefully, there are still some deficiencies, the requirements of regular script are too strict than other books, especially Xiaokai, there is no room for the slightest mistake, Zhong Yue wants to go to the National Youth Cup, or a little tender. ”

"This ......"

"Alright, Lao Huang. This matter depends on how the Cultural Affairs Office arranges, let's just start here, why are you still so serious?"

"Alas...... Sooner or later, it's going to be over!"

Zhang Shaolin said: "Don't worry about it. There are so many good seedlings in our book association, and this one is not bad, is it?"

"That's not the way it goes. ”

"Alright. Mingchuan, after so many years, you still don't know that this kind of competition is boring?"

Huang Mingchuan choked up suddenly.

"This ...... I'm afraid it's hard to explain to the public, right?"

"It's not a big game, not a lot of people will pay attention. I didn't know which one was boring before, but I actually posted a front-page headline, you see, it's only been a few days now, and it's not very popular. ”

Zhang Shaolin saw that Fang Wenshan's several cultural offices had come out, and hurriedly followed, "Wenshan, let's get together today." ”

"Shao Lin, okay, let me introduce you to ......"