Li Qiancheng sent Zhong Yue back to Xiaohe Mountain, looked at the back of the person walking towards home, lowered the car window, and shouted, "Mr. Zhong!"

"What? Manager Li has anything else to say?"

"I believe in you!"

Zhong Yue smiled and said, "Go back, just come and pick me up at nine o'clock in the morning in three days." ”

"Is there anything I need to prepare?"

"Let's eat rice, I didn't eat it today, it's a pity. ”

Li Qiancheng asked a little guiltily, "Should soy milk be sweet or salty?"

"Salty, of course. Can you drink sweet?"

“……”

Zhong Yue returned home, applied hot water to his face, wiped it, and then entered the penmanship system. He flipped through the pages of the mall and muttered, "I seem to remember that there was such a book before...... Where have they gone?"

After the lottery was over, Zhong Yue almost forgot that he still had hundreds of thousands of achievement points left, and this time since he wanted to fight ink and make ink in reality, it was too late. Fortunately, he can make ink in the system, as long as he finds the right ink cube and material, he is not afraid of being too late.

"Found it!"

Zhong Yue browsed through it, and finally saw a book that existed in his impression after a dozen pages-"Dongtian Ink Record".

Looking at this price, it is expensive, and it is average, only 40,000 achievement points, but when he saw the conditions of use, Zhong Yue knew that the reason why this thing was not expensive was that he had a certain reason.

[Dongtian Ink Record]: The author is unknown, and a large number of ancient ink techniques and ink recipes are recorded;

Among them, Zhong Yue bought the [Intermediate Ink Making Technique] from the mall, then it is the [Intermediate Ink Master], and now if you want to become a [Senior Ink Master], it seems that you have to buy a copy of the [Advanced Ink Making Technique]. It's just that Zhong Yue checked this [Advanced Ink-making Technique], and the price is an astonishing 80,000 achievement points, that is to say, to flip through this [Dongtian Ink Record], you have to spend 130,000 achievement points!

Zhong Yue looked through the pages of the entire mall again with some hesitation, wanting to see if there was any ink cube of Songyan. In his impression, there doesn't seem to be a single ink square, so he will go straight to this "Dongtian Ink Record".

After looking for it, after making sure that there was no cheap ink square, Zhong Yue could only return to his original choice.

"Hey, somebody has to try. ”

"Is the host sure to exchange [Advanced Ink Making Technique] and [Cave Heaven Ink Record]?"

"Sure. "Zhong Yue didn't want to spend this unjust money. If this is the book, if there is a document in the reality of Dongtian Molu, he would like to borrow it to see, but Tuo Cao Danqing, Xi Qichang and others have been looking for a long time, but there is no news, he himself has searched in the Shanghai library and on the Internet, but there is no follow-up, and it is a last resort to come to this point.

Drip!

"Redemption successful!"

Zhong Yue watched the achievement points below drop from six digits to a pitiful five digits in an instant, and became a "10,000 yuan household" again, in this mall, the 10,000 yuan household can only play the role of a little brother, and it is impossible to buy and buy lavishly.

In fact, ink making is a matter of experience. As long as you learn by heart, anyone can learn, but as Master Hu said, learning to make ink is a lifelong thing. If you can't settle down, you can't learn well at all. Zhong Yue was not the first or the last young man in the old ink factory to learn how to make ink, but the youngest in the ink room was already fifty years old.

How many years can these masters last?

Zhong Yue clenched his fists and opened the parcel bar with a resolute gaze.

"Is the host sure to use [Advanced Ink Making Technique]? Using [Advanced Ink Making Technique] can make the host become a [Senior Ink Master] and become a generation of masters!"

"Sure!"

Just like the beginning of pen making, Zhong Yue is not full of love for this craft. A person's experience is limited, if the three things of calligraphy and painting, pen making, and ink refining are put in front of him, and he can only choose one, he will not hesitate to choose calligraphy and painting, and there is no doubt about this. But in the face of Zhang Laifu and the group of old and decrepit craftsmen in the old ink factory, Zhong Yue has no regrets about everything he has done before and today.

If someone has to pass it on, and he can find a shortcut, then even if these 100,000 achievement points can be exchanged for a penmanship system that he likes, he will still choose this endangered inheritance!

Smoke is lit over an open flame.

Pine smoke curls and covers porcelain bowls, which are used to draw cigarettes.

The ancient method is often the most simple, not because of how mysterious it is, but because of the purest things obtained from simplicity.

Zhong Yue's mind emerged with scenes of famous ink makers of all dynasties lighting cigarettes and refining ink, like a vast masterpiece, if he held a paintbrush in his hand at this moment and depicted them, it would be a historical masterpiece!

Ink has existed since ancient times.

Zhong Yue is like sitting on a light boat, looking at the ups and downs of the ink industry in the long river of history.

Craftsmen were humble in ancient times, but it was the crystallization of the wisdom of countless craftsmen that set off the brilliant and brilliant creations and inventions of the Chinese nation.

Huh.

The ink hammer was about to fall, and Zhong Yue woke up.

If someone in the system could see it at this time, they would find that Zhong Yue's eyebrows actually had a glossy black ink hammer!

Zhong Yue slowed down a little, and took out the "Dongtian Ink Record" in the package, at this time, there were too many ink-making techniques in his mind, so that he still needed to sort it out in a short time, and it was most suitable to use this "Dongtian Ink Record" as a context for combing.

"Gu Mo only takes pine smoke as it, and Cao Zi builds a poem: 'Moshan green pine smoke'. Its ink takes the pine smoke produced in Lushan, the deer glue of the county, and the one who is as strong as a stone for more than ten years. Yu tastes that the pine smoke ink is deep and not charming, and the oil smoke ink is charming but not deep. It is dark and lightless, and it is easy to enter the water. It is advisable to draw figures' eyebrows, feathers and butterfly wings. ”

Zhong Yue carefully flipped through this hard-won "Dongtian Ink Record", which he had actually learned in practice in the old ink factory. It's just that when I learned to take cigarettes, I went to tung oil smoke, not pine smoke. In terms of price, it is obvious that after the ban on cutting pine wood in Huangshan, the price of pine smoke ink has also risen sharply.

"How to improve the quality of pine smoke ink without cutting down the pine roots of old pines?" Zhong Yue closed the "Cave Heaven Ink Record" and fell into deep thought.

As he said at the venue before, Lushan mentioned in Molu is also a place where pine wood is produced, and now it is illegal to cut down indiscriminately, and the pine material used in the ink factory is all commercial trees, not to mention that the age of the trees is not enough, and the quality is naturally reduced a lot.

If it was purely for the purpose of fighting ink, Zhong Yue would use the ink recipe of "Dongtian Ink Record" to refine a good ancient ink casually, which could perfectly crush Cao Morong, but for Hui Mo, it still did not solve the fundamental problem.

He put the "Dongtian Ink Record" aside, looked at the blazing fire, and muttered to himself: "The paper is shallow, and I never know that I have to do it......"