Yizhou, south of the Great Yin Rong River, since ancient times pine and cypress everywhere, verdant all year round, known as the small ink capital, the production of Yi Mo is famous, and Yizhou merchants are bustling with business, the Rong River is convenient, if you want to talk about the advantages and disadvantages of ink ingots, it is not able to catch up with Dajing, but the ink varieties are the most along with the merchants.

When the time is high, the market is quite lively, and most people are out shopping.

Gu Fei was veiled and wearing a simple moon-white dress, she was originally a young girl, but she was not good at sitting in a wheelchair and asking people to push her, walking slowly all the way, which attracted many people's sideways.

"Girl, where do you want to go?" Ku Ma asked in a whisper behind Gu Fei, she looked at the bluestone pavement that extended in all directions, and she couldn't figure out Gu Fei's mind for a while.

Gu Fei's fingertips were used to being placed on his knees, his fingertips rubbed in circles, and he replied without blinking, "Go to Dongmen Mo City." ”

Yizhou Dongmen Mo City, is the most complete place in the whole Dayinmo except Dajing, there are many small ink-making workshops here, a hundred flowers are blooming, and the quality of natural ink is also uneven.

Gu Fei observed the meeting at the east gate, and saw a number of hawkers wearing short shirts mysteriously wandering back and forth.

If the other party is a knowledgeable person, he will naturally be introduced to the serious ink shop, and the transaction will be completed, and later these vendors will also be able to get some money from the introduction of the needle, if the transaction is not successful, just take it.

But if the other party doesn't know ink, and he doesn't take the connoisseur out, then after these hawkers see the other party's intentions, they will look for a place with few people, secretly make an ink cartridge out, expose a corner, and say that the ink ingot in the ink cartridge is a family heirloom or something.

This kind of trick is nothing more than a hammer deal that can deceive one by one, and even when inspecting, this kind of slippery head has prepared high-grade ink ingots in advance, where will you see the flaws, when it comes to the end of the silver, the high-grade ink ingots are replaced with inferior ink ingots without knowing the ghosts.

bought it on the street, and dropped the pie on the same day, how cheap it was, but I didn't know that I was the one who was caught.

Gu Fei only looked at it for half an hour, and saw that at least two or three people had been fooled.

She hooked the corners of her mouth and said secretly, people's hearts are greedy, sad or lamentable, and they should not have any sympathy and pity.

"Wander around." Gu Fei narrowed his eyes, and said in a brisk voice.

The bitter mother followed her words and avoided the bustling crowds, and she didn't care about the stalls that carried the baskets, but turned into the shop.

Gu Fei looked at several of them, and he had a good idea of Yizhou's ink-making business, and his craftsmanship was not as good as that of the Dajing ink family, but he couldn't bear the unique Yimo in Yizhou, as well as the dazzling color ink.

She didn't say she wouldn't buy it, and asked her bitter mother to politely refuse the guy who took the initiative to introduce her, and looked at it one by one.

When he reached the middle of the square, Gu Fei inadvertently raised his head, and within his field of vision, he crashed into a three-story tower with four corners facing the sky, hanging bells under the eaves, and a vermilion high gate.

You don't need to measure it to judge that this exquisite building is the largest and most magnificent in the entire Dongmen Mo City, and the hanging plaque is inlaid with gold, and there are four big characters of "Little Ink Ink Square" of the dragon flying and phoenix dancing.

In an instant, Gu Fei's hand resting on her knees tightened, she tightly grasped the thin cloak on her legs, her already white face became more and more transparent, and the red aura fluttered out of the pitch-black pupils almost instantly, rolling and turning into a cold fierceness.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Ku Ma noticed Gu Fei's abnormality, and she exclaimed, "Girl, calm down!" ”

Then the uneasy hand put on Gu Fei's thin shoulder, which could feel the bone shape, and exerted a slight force.

Gu Fei took a deep breath, and her lips under the veil almost bit out blood, "I'm in my province." ”

Hearing this, Ku Ma was even more worried.

Gu Fei stretched her fingers a few times, she turned her head to look at Ku Ma, the pupils that were larger than ordinary people were extraordinarily dark as night, and the whites of her eyes were whiter, the real black and white were distinct, making people feel like falling into a swamp whirlpool, and they couldn't get up if they fell into it.

This is also the only thing that makes Gu Fei's face that can only be said to be delicate and unforgettable.

The dark shadow at the corner of her mouth was deep, and she vaguely sneered that no one could see, and raised her thin fingers, pointing at Xiao Momofang and said, "Bitter mother, push me in!" ”

Small ink workshop, "ink" in front of the word "small", is an obvious indication of their origin, Yizhou five-year-old children know that it is a century-old ink family in Yizhou in Yizhou, the ink ingot is not comparable to countless small workshops in Yizhou.

Although there is no ranking, in the hearts of Yizhou people, Xiaomo Mofang is the first ink-making family in Yizhou, even if it is a separate family, it can come out of the main family of the Dajing Mo clan, and many things are different.

Gu Fei was pushed forward by her bitter mother, getting closer and closer, but she was surprisingly rational and calm, as if she had split two of herself, looking at everything coldly, including the other self struggling in the hatred of the eternal day**, it couldn't affect her for half a point.

Three open vermilion high door is very magnificent, carved columns, people in and out are wearing silk clothes and light yarn with a family bottom purse bulging, entering the door is a spacious hall, full of a person-high wooden frame, ink pills, ink beds, ink cartridges are placed separately, convenient to see at the same time good supporting sales.

Gu Fei straightened her back a little longer, and she asked Ku Ma to push it slowly, go directly to the ink pill shelf, and take a closer look.

"Girl's good eyes, this ink pill is called peach kernel inkstone, it is our unique Yi ink, Yizhou is born in Yizhou for a hundred years Huangshan pine heart kiln burned soot, made by the ink workshop Feng Puyu master, the whole Yizhou is only two ingots......" The guy on the side was clever, took a few steps forward, and introduced Gu Fei.

Gu Fei turned a deaf ear, she looked at the peach pit in front of her half-broken shape of the ink ingot, about four inches long, the ink is hard, the color is bright, the upper yin is engraved with brocade, and the broken side is slightly concave into it, showing an inkstone.

In fact, few people know how Gu Fei spent ten years in the main family of the Mo clan in Dajing, in the words of Mo Qingge, that is, she is talented, and Mrs. Mo even asked the ink maker to teach her a little bit, and the collection of the Mo family's ink scripture pavilion is even more with her to read, and she keeps in mind countless rare ink-making formulas.

Mrs. Mo has always said that she is the chief ink maker of the Dajing Mo family in the future, and the pillars of the Mo family are supported by her hands.

Therefore, she not only understands ink, but also is good at making ink.

So at a glance, she could see that this peach pit inkstone ink was a high-grade ink, and such an eclectic shape, the significance of treasure was far greater than practicality.

She looked away slightly, and the bitter mother behind her understood, and the wheelchair pushed forward.

The style of the second ink pill is much more regular, long and long, with a landscape and gold painting, which is worse than the peach kernel inkstone.

After watching several in succession, Gu Fei knew the level of the Yizhou Mo family, she picked up a medium-quality ink pill casually, looked left and right, and then raised her hand and fell to the ground fiercely, in the sound of bang, the ink pill broke into several pieces, and the whole hall was instantly silent!