Chapter 365: The Strongest Voice

Ink making.

In ancient times, the old pine of Huangshan was taken as the material, because the raw materials were excellent, so Huimo has always been crowned with the saying of "the world's ink industry in Huizhou", but with the prohibition of felling of the old pine of Huangshan, the raw materials of pine ink have been restricted, burning pine branches, and even mixing with other wood, so that the spirit of pine ink is much worse, gradually, I don't know when it began to mix into the fume.

Zhong Yue pointed out this point.

"Mr. Zhong, your statement is not right. Pine smoke ink is based on pine smoke, and as for oil smoke, it is just an auxiliary material in the formula. Cao Morong said solemnly.

Zhong Yue smiled and said: "There is an old saying, 'Huizhi ink, one pound of pine smoke, three taels of beads, one tael of jade shavings and borneol, and at the same time pound 100,000 pestles with raw lacquer', I don't know when the pine smoke is mixed with oil smoke, it can also be called an ingredient?

"You ......"

Zhong Yue sneered: "Before, Mr. Cao kept saying that he wanted to carry forward Huimo, why? Can't he even do the most basic integrity? If the Huizhou ink industry is like this at this stage, the pine smoke ink is mixed with oil smoke, and the formula is secret and not public, then it is impossible to determine who is orthodox if it is mixed with more and less?"

The scene became inextricable. However, many people have listened to Cao Morong's answer, and have already heard the simple meaning from the implication, that is, Cao Gongsu's main pine ink is indeed mixed with oil smoke!

"This ...... If it weren't for Mr. Zhong's interpretation today, Cao Morong, how long would you still want to deceive consumers?"

"Yes, pine smoke is a real pine smoke ink, this is like selling those gutter oil on the market, who cares how much you mix, you do, it's your fault! Cao Gongsu is such a big old brand, actually doing such a thing!"

A fight against ink has created a crisis of corporate reputation. Zhong Yue didn't feel guilty either. When Cao Morong said that he wanted to start fighting ink, it meant that this old thing wanted to carry the banner of Huimo and slap Zhong Yue and a little lacquer to death under the huge waves of the traditional ink industry.

Then, since you want to eat people, you must be ready to be eaten. Zhong Yue perfectly interprets what it means to counterattack and kill!

Cao Morong's face turned sallow, and he hurriedly grabbed the microphone and said tremblingly: "No." No! Cao Gongsu did not deceive any consumers, it is not like this! The ink color of pure pine ink is dull, and the purpose of adding oil smoke is to improve the ink color! This is the formula, not a deception!"

Zhong Yue didn't use a microphone, and said with a smile: "So, Mr. Cao, let me ask this purple jade, and the characteristics of the ink that your ancestors paid tribute to the emperor at the beginning!!?

Cao Morong took several steps back, and his face turned pale. Cao Xilan hugged the old man, looked at Zhong Yue, and said coldly: "Zhong Yue, you are enough!"

Cao Morong's eyes were dull, and he kept muttering a few words in his mouth, "It's not like this, it's not like this......"

Zhong Yue said: "It's not that I'm aggressive, but it's clear that pine smoke ink should have its unique characteristics, no matter how the formula changes, but at least it should retain its deep and not charming and distinctive characteristics!"

The masters of the old ink factory trembled excitedly. Zhong Yue said what was in their hearts, pine smoke ink mixed with oil smoke, how long has this kind of unbroken rule prevailed in the industry? I don't know how long, for decades, it seems that both ink makers and ink users have become a habitual default, but these masters who have worked in the ink factory for forty or fifty years understand that the real pine smoke ink should be Zhong Yue's "Zhong Bu Device", which is deep and not charming, dull but has a special texture!

I don't know who took the lead in the scene and began to applaud!

Bang Bang Bang!

Bang Bang Bang!

One after another, they were all applauding and cheering for Zhong Yue.

If it is said that the pine smoke ink mixed with oil smoke was forced to protect the pine wood on the Yellow Mountain, then in this era, there is no need to consider this at all, because the ink ingot is no longer a necessity for writing, and it is impossible to sell to such an astonishing consumption, not to mention the oil smoke ink, lacquer smoke ink, etc., more beginners will also use ink.

Therefore, Zhong Yue reproduced the glory of Huizhou Songyanmo today, and such a move is worthy of the admiration of everyone present. Otherwise, one day, when we open the long history of Huizhou's ink industry, we find that every formula of pine smoke ink is mixed with oil smoke, and we tell the next generation without thinking, yes, that's it. Pine smoke ink must be mixed with oil smoke, so what is the significance of such a distorted inheritance of traditional craftsmanship?

The outcome of this game is self-evident. Many judges came over and shook hands with Zhong Yue.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhong, for being taught. ”

"Thank you for giving us such a lesson!"

"You won. ”

The applause was even more enthusiastic.

Cao Morong's whole person seemed to have been drained of his spirit, "No...... Isn't it...... We Cao Gongsu, it is impossible to lose...... Lose ......"

"Someone's coming! Ambulance! Call for an ambulance!"

Zhong Yue looked at Cao Morong, who was fainting, shook his head and sighed, "Harming others will end up harming yourself." ”

When Zhong Yue walked into the backstage, the applause in the entire venue was still thunderous. When he was about to leave with the leather case, he was stopped by a person.

"Kang...... Principal Kang?" Zhong Yue's eyes looked over Kang Min's shoulder, and when he saw the silent white flower, his heart skipped a beat, "Na...... Yes...... This ......"

Kang Min said with a haggard face, "Auntie left three days ago. ”

Zhong Yue's eyes were stunned, "What...... Why isn't there any news?"

"What my aunt said when she was dying, no mourning, no mourning, everything is simple, only some of our juniors take care of the aftermath. ”

Zhong Yue looked at Kang Min's somewhat puffy eyes, not knowing what to say, "Please mourn." ”

Speaking of mourning, Zhong Yue himself had the urge to cry. Liu Shao'e's spiritual encouragement to him has been warm since he embarked on the calligraphy, even if he is in Shanghai, in Lin'an, he can receive Mr. Liu's encouragement, such a first, Zhong Yue doesn't know how many more he can meet in his life, but she left, she didn't see the last face of Mr. Liu, even if he didn't see his face.

Kang Min handed a piece of paper to Zhong Yue and sighed, "My aunt was sitting at the desk and passed away suddenly. She also changed into her favorite cheongsam that day, and I think she had a hunch. This piece of paper, which I found from my aunt's relics, is for you. ”

"For me?" Zhong Yue was stunned.

Kang Min stuffed the paper into Zhong Yue's hand and said, "You have your own path, I'm leaving." ”

Zhong Yue stood in place, the applause in his ears gradually disappearing, but his heart was tangled. He slowly opened the letter and began to tear up......

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