On the second day, Zhong Yue cooked some porridge.

Take out the calligraphy and paintings of my father and grandfather from the camphor wood box to see if there are any insects. Now looking at his father's European style and his grandfather's Wei Bei works, it can indeed be seen that there is a big gap in skills. His father's European style, the structure of the characters has been perfected, but in terms of penmanship, Zhong Yue can still see that it is a little lacking.

His grandfather's copy of the Wei stele has already obtained the essence, and perhaps he got some inspiration from the family heirloom stele. He put the book in order, and took out the inferior painting, now he has some painting skills, and he can see it very clearly, this painting, not only looks inferior, but also looks like a ...... Just as inferior.

"Why is the estimated value a question mark?"

Zhong Yue touched his mouth. That Ming Dynasty idle chapter, the system valuation is 50,000, if it is not for the relationship between the Anhui school seal carving, Xiao Zhan Li will not give a high price of 160,000, and then Hailan Huanghuali, also eight or nine are not far from ten, the price given by the system is conservative valuation, but this painting without a guaranteed price, what the hell is it?

Or is it that the aunt really set up a trick to cheat money?

Zhong Yue pondered for a moment, but had no solution, so he had to put the painting scroll back into the camphor wood box.

The porridge is cooked.

White rice porridge doesn't have too many special features, it's nothing more than adding a few drops of vegetable oil before cooking.

Zhong Yue added some fried mushrooms and mustard vegetables, and poured a bowl of porridge into his stomach. The advantage of living alone is that you don't have to consult with others about what you eat and what you do. It's good to make your own decisions, but there are also disadvantages, that is, you have to cook your own food, and you have to wash the dishes yourself. Putting the prepared things into his school bag, Zhong Yue was ready to leave for the city to participate in the competition.

Go out at half past seven, take a car to the city, and go to the city at about ten o'clock, so that before the game at one o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong Yue can have a lot of time.

"Xiaoyue, why are you going?"

"Oh, go to the city. ”

"Is school in school?"

Zhong Yue smiled, "It's almost there." ”

The villagers are very familiar with each other. Zhong Yue was waiting for Zhou Daguang at the entrance of the village, ready to take a bus to the county. Today's weather is not very hot, the heat is gradually disappearing, and today is cloudy, Zhong Yue yawned, opened his eyes, and saw Zhou Daguang's car pulling goods coming, so he greeted him.

"Xiaoyue, get in the car. ”

Zhong Yue got into the car and said, "Didn't delay Brother Guang, did you run live?"

"Oh, I'm going to the county first anyway. Zhou Daguang stepped on the accelerator.

"Give. ”

"What. ”

"Your sister-in-law made scallion pancakes. ”

Zhong Yue said, "I've eaten it." ”

The scenery along the way is just right, and Zhong Yue is in a very good mood today.

I boarded the bus at the long-distance station, and after another hour, I arrived in the city. Zhong Yue glanced at it, it was still early, and he arrived at Pang Jun's Dexuanzhai.

"Yo, Zhong Yue, long time no see. ”

Zhong Yue smiled: "Spend the summer vacation in the countryside." He took out a brocade box.

"What is this?"

"Brother Pang, give me a palm, how is this thing. ”

Pang Jun opened the brocade box suspiciously, "Ink ingots?"

"Hmm. ”

"There's no label. ”

"Hmm. ”

Pang Jun took an inkstone and added some water, "I can use it." ”

"This ingot is for you. ”

"It's not an inferior product, but don't hurt my old pit mountain inkstone. ”

Zhong Yue sat on the Taishi chair next to him, took a wolf and played with it, "What am I doing with you if I have nothing to do?"

The ink ingots are ground apart.

The scent of ink immediately dispersed.

Pang Jun's face showed surprise.

This......

Why is this ink fragrance so refreshing!

He couldn't help but lean in and sniff it.

"What ink!"

Just from the fragrance of ink, some Pang Jun, who has several years of experience in running a pen shop, can conclude that this ink ingot is definitely of the highest quality.

He picked up the pen on the side, soaked it slightly, and wrote a few strokes on rice paper.

"The ink ingots are purple, the bullet is crisp, Xiaoyue, where did you get it from?" Pang Jun picked up the pen and wrote a few more strokes, "Hmm, I thought that adding so many spices would reduce the content of ink and glue, and I couldn't achieve the writing effect, but I didn't expect this ink to be thick and bright, good, really good!"

Zhong Yue smiled secretly in his heart, can it be good, this is 100% copied by him according to the ancient recipe, and unlike the traditional yin drying, Zhong Yue uses the system to quickly dry the ink ingot, which can fully lock the smell of spices and achieve the best effect.

"Brother Pang, if this ink ingot is placed in your fast, how much can it be sold for?"

"You said you gave it to me, and it's already been used, you can't sell it, you can't buy it. Pang Jun put the ink ingot aside with some joy.

Zhong Yue said, "I'm asking, how much can an ink ingot like this sell for?"

Pang Jun's eyes widened, "How many do you have?"

"Uh...... There are quite a few ......"

"I'm going to do it all!"

Zhong Yue scratched his head, "A few catties." ”

"A few ingots are easy to say...... Wait, what? How many catties?" Pang Jun swallowed a mouthful of saliva, when did the ink ingots be counted in catties?

According to the half tael of ink ingots in his hand, isn't there dozens of ingots?

"This kind of color is already considered to be the best quality. It's a pity that there is no vintage and gold painting, otherwise with the fineness, you can buy two thousand ingots. ”

Zhong Yue said: "Then if you put it in your store to sell, will there be sales?"

"There must be. The quality of your ink ingot is so good, it is expensive and practical, if the price is about 1,000, it should be favored by many calligraphers and painters. ”

"Then listen to you. Zhong Yue took out another brocade box, and there were more than a dozen ink ingots neatly stacked inside.

This time it was Pang Jun's turn to be shocked.

"You really have!"

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, "Otherwise, I'm playing with you? If you don't accept it, then I'll sell it to others." "Now the hand is a little tight, selling the ink ingots made to make extra money, Zhong Yue is also very concerned, after all, this thing, it is useless to make too many things at home, and it is not an antique cultural toy, and it is impossible to appreciate.

"Don't, receive, receive!" Pang Jun leaned over, "Xiao Yue, you don't look like Lao Mo, is there any channel?"

"How?"

Pang Jun said: "The quality of your ink is much better than that produced by those ink factories, if you really have channels, let's do more goods, now this market, it is all blank, and now the demand is rising!"

"Really?"

"What am I lying to you about? I'm doing this, isn't the market still inaccurate? I've contacted several factories now in order to collect ink, but I can't always get good ink, and the old factories don't have good things like you now, not to mention the purple ink ingots, thank God for not whitening. ”

Zhong Yue said: "Then we have to see how the market reacts, as for the channel, keep it secret." ”

"Eh, why are you in such a hurry? Let's talk about it again. ”

"I have to compete. ”