Seeing Wang Dashan's somewhat lost look, Zhong Yue comforted: "Uncle Wang, don't be sad. When I become famous, there is still hope that the former residence of the Zhong family will be developed into an attraction. ”

"Go, go, you're famous, I might as well count on that boar at home to give birth!"

Wang Dashan stepped on the motorcycle, pulled up the accelerator with a resentful face, and drove away. Zhong Yue smiled, returned to the house, and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find suitable wood for the pen barrel.

After looking for a long time, except for the wood on his grandfather's book scroll, which seemed to have some value, the rest of the search was all over, but there was no suitable wood, he couldn't tear down his grandfather's work, so he thought about it or gave up.

Just when Zhong Yue was a little lost, he suddenly saw the thin bamboo pole that had been placed in the corner of the wall for a long time, and his eyes lit up, yes, why didn't I think of it, wouldn't it be good to use a bamboo pole!

The pen barrel made of bamboo tube, the bamboo itself has a natural texture, the quality is much better than the wooden pipe, and the bamboo itself is hollow, as long as it is slightly polished, it is a natural pen tube, this is not a ready-made pen tube!

Thinking of this, Zhong Yue hurriedly picked up the bamboo pole that had been placed in the shade for several years and ran towards Uncle Zhang's house. Bamboo to be used to make the pen barrel, must be dehydrated in the shade to process, with fresh bamboo to make the pen tube, not only feel bad, but also easy to mold.

Seeing Zhong Yue running over, Zhang Laifu, who had just gotten up from a nap, looked angry.

"You kid, I've only been squinting for a while, and you're lazy and slipping away? Young people nowadays really don't have the perseverance, I ...... when I was young."

"Don't mention the old days, look at this bamboo pole, can you make a pen?"

Zhang Laifu took the bamboo pole that Zhong Yue had in hand, "Yo, where did you find it?" The condition is good, it has been dry in the shade for several years, this is not an ordinary bamboo, it is a golden silk bamboo." ”

"Is it worth a lot?"

Zhang Laifu shook a big white eye, "Twenty or thirty-one." ”

“……”

Zhong Yuebai was happy, and thought it was worth much.

"Can that make a pen?"

"Hehe, you kid will be lazy and slippery, yes, using this bamboo to make a pen, the process is saved a lot, but the basic skills are not solid. ”

"It's not too late to practice the basic skills later. "What Zhong Yue wants most now is that brushwork, so he doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he can make a qualified brush first.

Seeing Zhong Yue roaring so anxiously, Zhang Laifu shook his head and smiled: "Okay, you polish the pen by yourself, it seems that if you don't make a pen today, you won't give up, I'll go and see if there is any wool that can be used in the house, so I'll show you a complete set of processes today." ”

"Okay, thank you, master. ”

Zhong Yue slowly approached a piece of selected bamboo material to the flywheel, cut a suitable bamboo tube, and slowly polished it on the grinding wheel, and soon, a unique pen barrel was born.

The system detected a pen barrel. The quality is medium, the practicability is medium, the material is acceptable, and the comprehensive score is 69 points. ”

Wow!

Zhong Yue was taken aback, the score was so high, right?

"The system judges that it is correct, the practicality of the pen barrel accounts for more points, and it is easier to pass the primary level, and it is more difficult to improve the score later. ”

Zhong Yue breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound of the system, it turned out to be like this. This is like a child with poor academic performance, you let him master the basic knowledge points in the textbook, from failing the exam to passing, it may be enough in one month, but it is difficult for him to go from passing the exam to 90 points, four or five months. It is easy to make this rod to be qualified and can be used, but it is very difficult to upgrade it to a high-quality product.

Zhang Laifu glanced at Zhong Yueche's good pen barrel and said with a smile: "I know that you kid will be lazy, this pen barrel made of bamboo tube does save a lot of effort, okay, next I will teach you the most important step in pen making - tying the pen." ”

"Is this going to make a pen?"

Zhang Laifu nodded, "In our jargon, there are four virtues in the pen, pointed, qi, round, and healthy. This tip refers to the tip of the pen, like an awl; Qi refers to the edge of the pen after the ink is spread out, the sharp hair should be flush; round means that the cylinder of the tip of the pen is round and full, covering the hair evenly, and the writing is fluent without splitting; Jian, which means that the pen tip is elastic when writing and painting, and can show the pen force. ”

Zhang Laifu brought a basin of water, "Let's make a pen, the two steps are 'water basin' and 'work'." Before the selection of materials, degreasing, grooming, are carried out in the basin, you look at it, the selected wool with this iron brazing, the unique job in the basin, a total of four sentences: the selection of fine, the pressure is accurate, the pen is even, and the pen is firm. ”

A pile of wool, in Zhang Laifu's hands, was washed by the basin, and instantly pinched into the shape of a pen, and before Zhong Yue could see it, this head was done.

Zhang Laifu lit an alcohol lamp, burned it with rosin, burned the made stigma on it, quickly picked up the twine on the side, and said: "The combed pen should be tied with twine, which is called a tie." ”

The tip of the pen tied with twine appeared in Zhang Laifu's hand.

"The next step is to put on your head. Give me that pen of yours. ”

"Oh......"

Zhong Yue came back to his senses and handed over the bamboo pipe.

Zhang Laifu wiped the glue into the pen tube, and stuffed the pen tip into the bamboo tube.

"Ready?"

Zhang Laifu smiled: "It's just a rough embryo, and it has to be repaired." ”

“……”

Zhong Yue was completely confused, feeling that this pen making is really a kung fu job, so difficult!

Zhang Laifu used a small blade to comb and pick the hair on the prepared pen tip repeatedly, and finally, handed the repaired pen to Zhong Yue's hand, "I haven't done it for many years, and the craftsmanship is born." If you want to get to the point where I am, you can't get down for three years. ”

“……”

For three years, Zhong Yue really didn't have the patience to learn to make a pen with Zhang Laifu, if all the good youth were smashed on this pen, wouldn't he have to spend three years reviving Zhong's calligraphy?

It's no wonder that more and more people are willing to learn the craft of pen making, which is really a thankless handiwork.

The system detected a finished brush. Medium condition, medium practicality, low rarity, ordinary materials, comprehensive score of 61 points, to meet the requirements of primary brush production, due to the non-host all handmade, task completion: 50%, do you open the penmanship cultivation mode?"

Zhong Yue was stunned, this ...... Is it a system bug?

This can barely be counted as his production, and he can actually open the penmanship cultivation mode in this way? Even Zhang Bo's craftsmanship can barely reach the qualified level, if he really spends three years of hard work to learn to make a pen, wouldn't the daylily be cold! This is simply a bug in the system, which can make him open the penmanship cultivation mode!

Zhong Yue stood up, "Uncle Zhang, I'll study this pen another day, and it's not too early!"

After speaking, before Zhang Laifu could react, Zhong Yue ran away.

"Hey, this kid, why do you talk all day long?"

When Zhong Yue ran home, the system's prompt sounded again, "Whether to turn on the penmanship cultivation mode, if the host does not respond again, it will be sealed ......"

"Turn on!"

Zhong Yue suddenly felt that his entire consciousness was distorted, as if he had shuttled into a time gate, and black figures kept floating in front of him, and finally drifted slower and slower, and suddenly stopped in front of a black shadow.

The golden light flashed, and a person who looked like a bald cloth suddenly stood in front of Zhong Yue.

"Jin Nong, the head of the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou...... Is this an NPC?"

"The system binds a copy of Jinnong's lacquer book, and the host can talk to Jinnong and receive lacquer calligraphy. ”

Zhong Yue originally thought it was an empty system, but he didn't expect there to be such a user-friendly setting, which was just like playing a game. Zhong Yue beckoned to Jin Nong, and suddenly he felt that the whole scene had changed, as if he was in a street market in ancient times!

"Hey! Walk by, don't miss it!"

Zhong Yue's pupils shrank, and he ...... here Is it the ancient Yangzhou?

Did you cross over?

However, the next moment, Zhong Yue reacted that he had not crossed over, because all the backgrounds he saw were ignoring his existence, otherwise he was standing on the street in such a strange costume, and he would not be stared at by onlookers.

Zhong Yue saw the NPC Jin Nong in front of the calligraphy and painting stall who could talk, and listened to the voice of the system just now, as if he had randomly found Jin Nong's lacquer calligraphy calligraphy, so he walked over and asked, "Mr. Jin, is it looking for you to get the penmanship?"

"Yes. The bald old man looked kind, which made Zhong Yue feel very easy-going.

"That's great, don't know how to get it?"

Jin Nong, the head of the Eight Monsters in Yangzhou, smiled, "Since you haven't completed all the tasks and entered the penmanship cultivation mode, you can't directly receive the lacquer calligraphy penmanship, and you need to reach 100% proficiency before you can automatically comprehend it." ”

“……”

Sure enough, it's cheap and not good!

"Then may I ask the old man, how to improve this proficiency?"

The brush in Jin Nong's hand began to move, and he chuckled, "It depends on your understanding." ”

Zhong Yue looked down, first of all, the pen in the hand of this famous calligrapher and painter was different from the brush he usually saw, and it looked more like a ...... A brush!

"This ink ......"

"Good eyesight, this ink is called five hundred catties of oil, thick like lacquer, black and bright. ”

Zhong Yue continued to watch the Jin "monk" write on the paper, so that without a brush with a pen edge, when he could write, there was no turning edge, side striker, or center striker at all.

"Only fold but not turn?"

"Very well, it seems that you have a comprehension. ”

Zhong Yue then quietly finished reading the entire work of Jin "Monk". How to say it, like the name of Yangzhou Eight Monsters, this font is also ridiculously weird, and ordinary people can't appreciate it at all. If Zhong Yue used this font to write Spring Festival couplets for the villagers, no one would want it for nothing.

It's just a flattened black body...... There are also some strange brushstrokes.

Zhong Yue watched for a whole hour before he automatically exited the simulation system and glanced at the progress bar, what? The proficiency level is only five percent? When will this master the penmanship!

"The host can watch the pen move for an hour a day, and in addition, copying and practicing calligraphy can also increase proficiency. ”

Zhong Yue lay on the bed and tossed together for several days, he also had to practice calligraphy, and he thought that he could become a generation of great calligraphers without practicing calligraphy.

It seems that cheap is really not good!