Li Jinhe stayed up all night last night, and finally made ink from the bituminous coal burned by Zhenniang. Anxious to know the quality of the ink, Li Jin and Zuihou dried the ink over a simmer.

"Steward Shao, try the ink." Li Jinhe said to Shao Da, who had been busy with him all night.

"Okay." Steward Shao nodded, and then carefully took out an inkstone. It is an authentic dragon tail inkstone, which is foggy, and then drops a few drops of water.

Li Jinhe carefully opened the ink with two fingers.

"This ink glue is heavy, and it is new ink, I'm afraid it will be difficult to ink." Steward Shao said on the side. (Note: The so-called ink is the speed of the ink color when the ink is studied, and the time to get the ink is short.) ）

"It's okay, the new ink is like this, you pay attention to the time, you can compare it with our previous ink." Li Jinhe said.

"Hmm." Steward Shao nodded.

After a while, the ink moistened. Li Jinhe took the haode paper and pen prepared in advance, and first drew the lines in a wavy shape, only to see that the ink on the head of the line was like lacquer, and as the gesture was about to end, it was glowing with living light, and because of the problem of ink color level, the whole wavy line seemed to have a three-dimensional feeling.

Then I wrote a few more words, and the ink color was quite good.

"Good ink." On the other hand, Steward Shao shouted excitedly.

"Let's go, go see the seventh sister-in-law." Li Jinhe also slapped the table excitedly.

The two of them hurriedly walked out of the ink workshop with ink and inkstone, and went straight to the main house through the back door.

"Ink out? What do you think? The seventh old lady had just gotten up at this time, and was drinking tea in the hall, and when she heard Lao Jiu and the housekeeper begging to see her, she immediately understood what was going on, and couldn't help but step forward and asked anxiously.

"The seventh sister-in-law will know if she sees it." Li Jinhe handed the ink block and the paper that he had tested the ink before to the Seventh Old Lady.

Born in an ink-making family, the eyesight of reading ink is naturally first-class, the seventh old lady looked at the handwriting, thought about it, and splashed the tea on the paper, the tea soaked the paper, but the handwriting on the paper showed no signs of melting.

"It's really good." This is still new ink, and it will be better if this ink is used for a few more years.

"Old Nine, it's time for us to meet Old Eight." The Seventh Old Lady took a deep breath and said. After many years of grievances, it was a little unwilling to let go, but this time she had to get the bituminous coal formula, so she had to go to see Li Jinshui in person.

"See, in business." Li Jinhe said, showing his attitude, only talking about official affairs, not private affairs.

"By the way, have you heard about the golden flower of the sixth brother's family?" At this time, the Seventh Old Lady asked again.

"I've heard about it, but it's just that this is the sixth brother's family matter, so it's not good for us to interfere, right?" Li Jinhe said.

"This time it's the sixth brother's family matter, but it's also our Li family who has been bullied, although we can't interfere directly, we should also ask the sixth brother." The Seventh Old Lady said.

"Well, I just found the eighth brother to meet the sixth brother together." Li Jinhe said.

"Hmm." The Seventh Old Lady nodded.

He called the housekeeper to prepare a carriage, first went to Li Jinshui's house, and then went to Li Zhuang's sixth house together.

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Zhen Niang came out of the tiger stove in the morning, and then followed her mother and sister-in-law to the river to dig a piece of wasteland so that she could grow some vegetables.

Back at home, it was already noon. I saw that my grandmother Wu was pulling Aunt Jinhua to talk, and Aunt Jinhua's eyes were still red.

Zhenniang couldn't help but think of the gossip she heard about the people in the tiger stove in the morning, and she understood why Aunt Jinhua was sad.

"Grandma, Aunt Jinhua." Zhenniang said hello. Then he asked, "Where's Grandpa?" ”

"Talk to your sixth grandfather, seventh grandmother and ninth uncle in the house, don't disturb them." Wu Shi had a calm face, and muttered a little unhappily: "This old man doesn't get along with each other on weekdays, but now he has come to the door when he sees the fishy." ”

"Grandma, but because of my bituminous coal?" Zhen Niang looked next door and said with some excitement.

"No, otherwise, the eight sedan chairs can't be carried into the door." Wu snorted coldly.

Zhen Niang smiled and hugged her grandmother, shook her body, the Wu family has always been short-sighted, although Jing Fu was wrong back then, but it was not intentional, but although they were not expelled from the Li family in this room, but the situation over the years is not much different from being expelled from the house, how can she be happy in her heart, not to mention, thinking that her eldest son Jing Kui was also looking for Song to die back then, she has more complaints in her heart, and she naturally does not want to see Changzong.

It's just that he doesn't say it because of the face of Mr. Li's shopkeeper on weekdays.

"Grandma, have you heard about the charter?" Zhenniang squatted in front of her grandmother and asked.

"Fifty taels buy your recipe, and if you want to go to the ink shop to do things, you can do it." Wu said.

Fifty taels of silver, this price is not low, you know, this bituminous coal formula is not better than the ink formula, bituminous coal is mostly burned by workers, this formula is difficult to keep secret, so the price of bituminous coal formula is slightly lower, and the ink formula is different, that has always been in the hands of the family, which can be said to be the top priority of every ink workshop.

This price was somewhat unexpected by Zhen Niang. Thinking about it, there is also the meaning of the seven grandmothers who want to help their own family.

As for going to the ink shop to work, don't be too anxious, the seventh grandmother and the ninth uncle probably thought that those bituminous coal and bituminous coal recipes were from their grandfather's hands, and it was impossible for them to go to the ink shop by themselves, and it was just for the sake of grandpa's face.

If there is no fifty taels of silver, for the sake of the family, Zhen Niang will go, but now there are fifty taels of bottom, that is, to get an ink-making workshop at home, Zhen Niang's most wanted to do is to finally mix the bituminous coal into ink, and then take Sibao Street to buy, Sibao Street has many people selling homemade ink, and even some literati often have fun selling some ink made by themselves.

Business is generally not bad.

"The girls are still sewing and mending at home, what is the matter with this showing up?" At this time, Wu was still nagging Li Jinhua.

Zhenniang knew what her grandmother meant, she didn't want her to go to the ink shop, and since Uncle Jingkui left, her grandmother regarded the ink shop as a dangerous place.

"Grandma, you said that I will find grandpa to go out, let's get an ink shop at home, make ink and sell it by ourselves, how about it? With grandpa's fame, there should be someone to cheer for him, but I don't know if grandpa is willing or not. Zhen Niang said with a smile at this time.

"What's unwilling, there's no coffin board, this thing, it's wrapped up in grandma." Wu played a package ticket.

Zhen Niang winked at Wu, and the two had a tacit understanding.

At this moment, Mr. Li's shopkeeper came out with the sixth grandfather, the seventh grandmother and the ninth uncle.

Zhenniang hurriedly greeted her.

"Zhen Niang is good." Seven Grandmothers Dao. On the one hand, the Zhao family was overjoyed, and her daughter could be praised by the seventh old lady, and she was naturally very happy to be a mother.

"Sixth uncle, seventh uncle, ninth uncle, why are you leaving, stay and have a light meal." Zhao's courteous way.

"No, there is still something at home, by the way, Jingfu daughter-in-law, when your family Zhengliang comes back, let him go to me, let's discuss, Jinhua matter, we have to support her." At this time, Uncle Nine was fair.

"Done." Zhao nodded.

Then the six old men, the seven grandmothers and others took their leave. Aunt Jinhua stayed, she had always had a good relationship with the Zhao family, so she just let the Zhao family accompany her and be relieved.

In the evening, Li Dalang came back with Li Zhengshen, obviously explaining the matter of Li Zhengshen's involvement.

That Li Zhengshen, dressed in a Taoist robe, with a Taoist bun on his head, how to look at how to disobey the harmony, was caught by the old shopkeeper Li and said a few words fiercely, and then Li Zhengshen heard that Li Zhengliang was going to his house, so he wanted to slip away first.

"What a slip, it's still not surnamed Li, your Aunt Jinhua has been wronged this time, you are a nephew who is tall and strong, and you don't think about standing up for your aunt." Zhao also has no temper in front of several old people, and he is usually spicy and refreshing.

As soon as Li Zhengshen asked the reason, he slapped the table and pulled Li Zhengliang away.

"Mother, with such fanfare, this Jinhua is a husband and wife in the end, tearing up her face, how will you get along in the future." On the side, Du Shi tugged at Zhao's sleeve and said in a low voice.

"Your Aunt Jinhua's situation is different from ordinary couples, Li Jincai is rich, but he begged his daughter-in-law openly outside, this face has long been torn apart, besides, if this matter is not done well, your sixth grandfather is not young this year, and your Aunt Jinhua is such a soft temperament, when the time comes, the sixth room of the Li family will not let him swallow it, and I am afraid that your Aunt Jinhua will have no place to stand." Zhao said.

"That's just as well." Duch nodded.

At night, Li Jinhua slept with Zhao's family, Zhenniang slept on the bed, and through the curtain, she heard Aunt Jinhua's whimpering voice: "This person will change whatever he says, and he used to be good." ”

"Alas, all men in this world are like this." Zhao sighed.