Chapter 167: A Little Paint
After the dinner, several literati drank fragrant tea in Ouyang Kaishan's study. Zhong Yue walked over with the brocade box and said, "Please taste and taste." ”
Two per person, put in the brocade box, plus Ouyang Kaishan's, Zhong Yue gave out a total of twelve ink ingots, which can be regarded as a drop of blood, if this is taken out and sold, it is a net profit of 12,000.
Xi Qichang originally thought that Zhong Yue was talking about playing, but he didn't expect Zhong Yue to really give them the ink ingots, and they were only a pair, and the weight of the cushion was one or two.
"Yo, it's still the best of the purple light!"
These calligraphers are all veterans for decades, and they have the most say in the quality of ink ingots.
Ding!
Someone flicked his finger twice.
"Not bad, good as jade, like a rhino, a good product. It's just that there is no mark on it, and I don't know which big ink factory produced it decades ago, and in today's ink industry, I'm afraid that Cao Sugong Ink Factory can produce such a good ink ingot. ”
"This ink ingot, three thousand and one ingot is not too much, it is almost worth two thousand in appearance, Zhong Yue, you really give it to us?"
If you send one ingot, forget it, but Zhong Yue took out twelve ingots in one go, which adds up to tens of thousands, although for them, twenty thousand is not a thing, but people are college students who come from the ravine to study, if they take it for nothing, they will feel guilty.
Zhong Yue smiled and said, "The teachers haven't finished tasting yet, let's talk about it after using it." Send it, anyway, I'm giving it to everyone, if I refuse again, but a few teachers won't give me face. ”
"Haha, okay. In the future, Zhong Yue, do you have any calligraphy problems, oh, this is my personal business card, call my house directly to ask, I don't give it to ordinary people. ”
Han Qi was the happiest person in the middle, and he directly accepted these two high-grade ink ingots. It can be seen that he really likes this gift from Zhong Yue.
"Since Xiao Yue is so confident in speaking, it must be a good thing, let's try this ink ingot. ”
Although Ouyang Kaishan's calligraphy attainments are not as good as these old friends, he also loves these literary games, picked up the ink ingot given by Zhong Yue, and said to Ou Yangming, who was on the edge of the study, like a two-hundred-and-five, and couldn't say a word: "Go, get some water." ”
"Huh?"
"Ahh ”
Zhong Yue smiled: "Don't bother, I have it here." ”
He took out the white jade exquisite inkstone, and immediately attracted the eyes of several old men who were still playing with ink ingots.
"Inkstone? well, it's hidden in the depths. ”
"This color ......"
The light was on in the study, but when the white jade exquisite inkstone was close to the table lamp, that kind of light transmission, in Zhong Yue's hand, was like a water hibiscus.
"Nothing extraordinary. ”
Ouyang Kaishan was a little surprised to take the inkstone, it was difficult to control the flow of water in the teapot, but when Ouyang Kaishan dripped water on the stone inkstone, he really realized that this thing was too delicately designed.
"Look at this droplet, it's really dripping, Zhong Yue, can you cut your love for me with this inkstone, I'll give 500,000. ”
"500,000 yuan? you should be a rotten cabbage, the color of this jade, and the carving, it is estimated that it is difficult to win two million. ”
"Old Han, you just bought a villa for your son last month, don't keep silent if you don't have money, what are you doing demolishing my platform?"
Han Qi said happily: "I'm just telling the truth, after receiving gifts from others, I can't still watch Zhong Yue being pitted by a few of you old ghosts." ”
Ou Yangming, who was standing in the corner, was even more messy, this ...... It's worth two million, uncles, you won't be this kid's trust, right?
Zhong Yue smiled and said, "I'm really embarrassed, this inkstone is handed down by the ancestors and can't be sold." ”
"That's a shame. You have to put it away, and don't use this thing easily, if you add impurities with water, the mouth will be blocked, and it will be difficult to clean. An old calligrapher looked like he loved and hated, and his face was full of worry, for fear that this scarce thing in the world would be ruined by Zhong Yue.
The shock that Zhong Yue brought to them today was too great.
Ouyang Kaishan began to grind.
"Good ink! grinding silently, it seems that the ink maker is also a master, and he can't do it without thirty years of hard work, I think it must be made by a seventy or eighty master. ”
Zhong Yue blushed a little, embarrassed, not only twenty-one.
"Well, the color is dark and rich, and the fragrance is rich, which is indeed good!
Ouyang Kaishan took out a big hair and glanced at Xi Qichang, who had been muttering for a long time on the side, "Come on, what are you waiting for? ”
Xi Qichang smiled embarrassedly, "What should I write?"
"Xi Lao, I can't hide it, I really have a reluctant invitation to give ink today. The ink in everyone's hands is made by my master during his lifetime, nameless and airless, and today's ink gift is to ask you to give this ink a name, if there are some inscriptions, it will be better. Zhong Yue finally showed a wicked smile, he had been laying the groundwork for so long, touting and touting the time of a table of meals, and sending ink, you guys can't do nothing.
Han Qi's eyes widened, "Okay, you kid is waiting for us here." ”
"Haha, good boy, scheming, this routine for us to eat, it's just to catch ducks on the shelves, and now we have to write if we don't write. ”
These calligraphers are also very famous in Shanghai, generally such commercial works, they do not accept, one is afraid of trouble, and the other is afraid of their reputation, so they can basically be exempted, and even some simply set the rules directly, and the advertisements are not accepted.
Xi Qichang asked: "You just said that it was your master's ink ingot, so take the liberty of asking, you inherited this ink square?"
"Yes, I know a little bit about ink-making technology. ”
"Well, I see what you mean. And let me try how this pen is, it's really good ink, then I'll make an exception to nominate the inscription for you, and I owe you a favor, if you don't use it well, I'm sorry, ruining your reputation, forgive your fate. ”
Zhong Yue said: "Elder Xi rest assured. If I dare to deceive your ink treasure, you can take this white jade exquisite inkstone. ”
Xi Qichang raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean, my reputation is worth these two million?"
Ouyang Kaishan said: "Okay, old Xi." Zhong Yue can't believe me, don't you still believe me?"
Xi Qichang pressed and lifted the brush into the ink dish, and raised his eyebrows, "Good ink, thick and introverted, deep and clumsy." Did your master mention to you what is the name of this ink?"
"Five hundred pounds of oil. ”
Xi Qichang's hand holding the pen trembled, "Really?"
"Naturally. ”
"It's a pity. This name has already been registered. ”
Zhong Yue nodded and said, "That's why I let Elder Xi give me the name." He naturally knew that the trademark had already been registered, otherwise he would not have lost a clue. With an ancient recipe in his hand, it is simply impossible to prove that the recipe in his hand is the ancient recipe of 500 catties of oil of Jin Nong back then.
If you don't use 500 catties of oil, it is obvious that with Zhong Yue's fame, it will be difficult to open up the market for this Mofang.
Han Qi on the side took another pen, licked the ink, and wrote a few strokes on the rice paper, "The paper is not dizzy, the licking pen is not glued, the ink is black and bright, Zhong Yue, you are a great talent!"
"It's amazing! Zhong Yue, I want how much ink like this your master still has during his lifetime. ”
"Eh, eh, do you want to be ashamed, take advantage of the fire to rob, when a few of us stand aside and die, weigh me a pound!"
"Bring me three pounds first!"
A few old men remembered that Zhong Yue's master had passed away, and this ink ingot was one less piece, and now to find such a high-quality ink ingot, it was too rare, and they were like the aunt in the vegetable field grabbing cabbage, you want a catty, I want a catty, Ou Yangming, who saw it on the side, already doubted life.
This...... Are these still those zombie-faced antiques that he had in his consciousness the day before?
Why are they all so undisciplined?
Zhong Yue said: "Since several of you have approved of this ink, isn't it time to fulfill what you said before?"
"No problem at all, Zhong Yue, tell me first, how many percent of your master's craft have you learned?"
"This ...... Seventy or eighty. "Zhong Yue is going to say that this ink is what he did, and it is estimated that this group of old men will come up and rob it as if they were poor and crazy.
Xi Qichang nodded and said, "Okay." It is not easy to inherit the old craftsmanship now, and the old decay should also do some small efforts. ”
Xi Qichang dipped his ink and wrote on the rice paper.
It is the stele of any faction on the right to learn the grass.
"A little bit is like paint, and it is true for thousands of years. Zhong Yue, you think it's called 'a little lacquer', how about it?"
Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "Mr. Dongxin supervised the production of five hundred catties of oil, which was created for the lacquer book, a little lacquer, okay! Thank you for being old." ”
"Eh, Lao Xi's literary and youthful illness is friendship. Look at me!"
Han Qi was also interested, took a piece of rice paper again, and wrote with a pen.
"A little lacquer works so well. ”
A few old calligraphers on the side picked their eyelids, suspecting that they were Wenqing, so you are too real, right......