The old ink factory needs to rush to make a new order today. After Zhong Yue arrived, he smeared tung oil and lard on the iron pot and began to burn oil for smoke.

The fire is too small, the oil smoke is not easy to volatilize, so it is difficult to take out, the fire is big, and the oil smoke will have a peculiar smell, so the grasp of the heat is the key to the quality of the ink. In Zhong Yue's more than a month in the old ink factory, the most critical practice is this step. This is also the reason why Master Hu suggested that Zhong Yue buy that set of equipment at the beginning, using scientific fire control and temperature control is far more certain than experience.

Coupled with the oil smoke taken before, several catties, and fish gelatin, kraft glue and some ingredients were poured into the mixer, and the originally transparent gum was gradually mixed with the ink.

This is the second step in ink making.

Master Hu saw the meticulous Zhong Yue, and changed into the blue short-sleeved shirt he wore when he was at work, "Xiao Yue, are you so serious today?"

"I've been interning for more than a month, and I want to see how much I've learned. Zhong Yue turned off the mixer, took the ink ball out of the machine, put it on the board, and picked up the hammer and slammed it.

Master Hu sat on the side, saw Zhong Yue's sweaty appearance, and said, "Xiao Yue, I'll come, you can rest for a while." ”

Zhong Yue smiled: "I'm not tired yet, Master Hu, how are you doing with this ink group?"

"Yes. Master Hu pressed the ink ball on the board, "Yes, the ink you took is qualified." ”

Zhong Yue hammered for nearly an hour, refining the ink mass from its original soft and scattered state to a fine glow.

He grabbed a ball from above, weighed it on the scales beside him, and each piece of ink had a fixed weight.

After that, it is kneaded into similar strips, put into molds, and compacted with wooden boards.

"Master Hu, it's done, how about you take a look?"

Lao Hu, who was resting on the side, looked at the ink ingot on Zhong Yue's table with appreciation, "Well, that's good." However, it is still impossible to determine whether your ink ingot is qualified or not, and it will take half a year to see it. Take it to the shade and let it dry. ”

Zhong Yue handed over the remaining ink balls to Master Hu, and carefully took the ink ingots he had made and walked towards the yin room.

"The system has detected that the host has made an ink ingot, does it take rapid drying?"

Zhong Yue Yixi, is there such a good thing?

"The host can quickly dry the ink ingots ten times a day, achieving the achievement of the ink master. ”

"Dry quickly!"

The ink ingots, which were still wet and soft on the wooden board, were stripped of excess water and oil in an instant.

Zhong Yue picked up the made ink ingot and flicked it with his hand, making a crisp sound like a golden stone. This is a crisp sound that is incomparable to ordinary inferior ink ingots.

"Detect the finished ink ingot, do you test the performance?"

"Detection. Zhong Yue stood in the underworld and replied with some excitement.

"The two coins are heavy ink ingots, the materials are average, the quality is intact, the practicability is medium, and the ornamentality is low. ”

When he heard about the ornamentality, Zhong Yue sighed in his heart, oh no, he knew that he would take it out first to trim and paint the gold, and now the ink ingot in his hand is just a rough embryo.

He was also so excited that he took it directly for testing.

Now that testing has begun, it's too late to regret it.

"The system comprehensively detects the attributes and meets the requirements of the primary ink ingot. ”

Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately qualified......

Master Hu's voice came from outside the door, "Xiao Yue, Xiao Yue!"

"What's wrong?"

"It's been a long time since you've been old, put an ink ingot, so grinding, what are you doing inside?"

Zhong Yue placed the ink ingot on the bamboo board on one side, "Oh, here it is." ”

He walked out of the dark room with some excitement. I don't know which master's drawing system will be randomly rewarded this time. He's been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Master Hu, what's wrong?"

"Well, the salary that Director Liu gave you. ”

Zhong Yue took the cowhide envelope and glanced inside, one thousand and two...... That's a low salary.

Lao Hu saw Zhong Yue's unhappy look, and took a puff of cigarette, "What's the matter? It's too little? You have been on leave for more than a month, and the days of leave are almost catching up with the days when we take a year off." If it were an ordinary owner, they would have fired you a long time ago. ”

Zhong Yue accepted the envelope and said with a smile: "It's not like there's nothing to do. ”

"This one thousand two, it was given by Director Liu when he saw your master's face, otherwise it would be too much to give you six or seven hundred. ”

Zhong Yue put the envelope in his pocket, "I have to thank Master Hu for taking care of you for more than a month." ”

"You're welcome, you've saved me a lot of effort. ”

Zhong Yue smiled and walked out of the old ink factory. Now he has learned the technology of refining ink, and it will take a lot of time to completely copy the ancient recipe of 500 catties of oil, and he can only refine it after gathering all the materials.

The on-site competition of the Municipal College Student Calligraphy Grand Prix is approaching, and Zhong Yue is also going home to prepare. Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, indispensable. The original chemical ink, usually practiced okay, but now to use the competition, it is better to use ink ingots.

Zhong Yue returned home in the car and couldn't wait to enter the system, wanting to see what kind of painting system he had received.

Dots of light flickered in the taskbar.

"After the primary ink ingot is made, will the host receive the task reward?"

"Pick it up. ”

A golden light flashed through the system, and the scroll slowly unfolded from the center.

Who could it be?

Zhang Daqian, Xu Beihong, or Qi Baishi?

Zhong Yue hadn't been so excited for a long time.

For painters, Zhong Yue's impression is that they are all white-haired and fluttering, and they look like fairy wind and bones.

Qi Baishi is like this, Huang Binhong is like this, and Zhang Daqian is even more so.

Chinese painters, those masterpieces that have been handed down to this day, are mostly marked with the symbol of the elderly.

However, when Zhong Yue entered the formed painting system, he was amazed by the person in front of him.

The boy put his hands in his sleeves.

The caftan is fluttering, and he looks high-spirited.

Zhong Yue completed the novice task 100% this time, which means that he has completely mastered the painter's brushwork.

Just now, because he was so excited, Zhong Yue didn't even see which painter it was, but seeing that the person in front of him was so young, was he an unknown painter?

"Hello brother. ”

The young man looked even younger than Zhong Yue, and looked at him with a smile, "Hello." ”

"What's your last name?"

The young man looked at the landscape in front of him, "My surname is Wang, and my name is Ximeng." ”

Zhong Yue gasped.

The name may have been unfamiliar, but a painting came to mind.

In the past thousand years, the painting world has been surging, Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, among the top ten hand-me-down paintings, there is a "Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains", hidden in the Forbidden City, and the number of exhibitions is only a handful.

Its author is none other than Wang Ximeng.

This young man who died early in his prime is the legendary painter - Wang Ximeng!