Back at home, Zhenniang went directly to her grandparents' house with hot water. When I got outside, I could hear the voices of my grandparents in the house.

"Hey, Jingfu has suffered a lot." Grandma Wu said with a little choked up.

"When a man stands in the world, he has to endure hardships, you used to spoil him too much, so you made a good haode family lost, what is it to suffer this hardship now? I don't think he's as a father as good as Zhenniang, but Zhenniang is a hard-working person. It was Grandpa's rough voice.

"You blame me for petting? When the boss Jing Kui was alive, he was not favored, he ran with you in the mountains and ditches, he didn't care about his body, he got sick and left, compared to Jing Kui, Jing Fu is even if it is not good, it is better than nothing. Wu listened to the old shopkeeper Li's complaint that she spoiled her son, so he snorted angrily.

Zhen Niang heard this, only to remember that she seemed to have heard the eldest brother talk about, her family originally had an uncle, since he was a child, he followed his grandfather to learn to make ink, and then when he went up the mountain to find a pine, I don't know if he was hit by a barrier or hit an evil or something, after all, he couldn't afford to be sick, so he left, just three days before he got married, the eldest aunt who had no chance also became a widow, and he is still alone.

It's still similar to Zhenniang's previous situation.

also because of the uncle's early death, grandma spoiled her father very much, and she didn't think about this favor and spoiled her father.

Thinking about it, I was about to enter the house, and I heard my grandmother say: "Hey, this time Zhenniang has been wronged, and the stewards in the ink shop are becoming more and more unlikely." ”

Grandma said, and the grandmother cooed for a while.

"Zhenniang was wronged, but this time she handled it very well." Old Li shopkeeper said.

"Well, it's a filial piety, it's rare to make some money today, so I bought us pear paste candy, but Zhen Niang is a girl at the bottom, this cigarette is really not a daughter's family to do, I looked at her face full of black ash that day and felt distressed, I looked at whether to find a matchmaker, or should I tell Zhen Niang a good family, with support, there is no need to suffer such hardships." Wu said.

"This good family, we should give her a look, this girl is very talented in making ink, it's a pity to lose it, besides, you forgot the daughter of the Zheng family that Jing Kui ordered, Jing Kui left, and also delayed the life of the daughter of the Zheng family, a few days ago, Brother Zheng left, I heard that the girl's situation is not very good, Zhen Niang said that this time although the young master of the Tian family saved a life, but the young master Tian was in danger of dying after all, and he is still lying in bed, Zhen Niang is still involved with the word Ke, and was withdrawn by the Tian family, The situation is not better than the daughter of the Zheng family back then, and it is difficult to say what will happen in the future, so she thinks about relying on others, but it is better to find a way for her to live in peace. ”

Zhen Niang heard her grandfather's words outside, and she only felt that she had spoken to her heart, but this was not the case.

Thinking about lifting the curtain and entering the house, I heard my grandfather say: "However, lighting a cigarette is really not suitable for my daughter's family, I think, tomorrow I will go to find Lao Jiu, let Zhen Niang go to Moxuan to do things, palm your eyes." ”

"Grandpa, you don't have to go to Uncle Jiu, even if your granddaughter really wants to go to Moxuan to do things, then Moxuan's people have to invite your granddaughter to go." When Zhenniang entered the house, she took a wooden basin on the side, poured hot water, rubbed a sweat towel, and wiped her grandfather's face.

While Wu looked at it with a smile.

"Heh, what a big breath, do you think that with your cigarette today, Mo Xuan will come to invite you? Tell you, I can't tell you that the people in the ink shop still think that the cigarette material you sent today was burned by my grandfather. Old Shopkeeper Li said half-jokingly, but half-seriously.

"My granddaughter knows that now I am afraid that nine out of ten people think that those cigarettes are operated by my grandfather behind the scenes." Zhen Niang said, and helped her grandfather change the footbasin, helped him soak his feet, and said: "Actually, I think even if everyone knows that I burned this cigarette, they will not invite me to go, at most they will send some materials for their daughter to burn at home, and they will buy it, after all, the granddaughter is a daughter's family, and she can't integrate into the shed to work." ”

"Now that you know this, you said that if you want to go to Mo Xuan, you have to ask Mo Xuan's people to invite you? You know, the likelihood is very low. The old shopkeeper Li soaked his feet comfortably, but chatted with his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, making ink is the first formula?" Zhen Niang asked with a sideways face.

"Not bad." Old Shopkeeper Li nodded.

"Does this recipe refer to the recipe of Kazuki?" Zhenniang continued to ask. Ink mixing is the process of combining smoke, glue, and other ingredients into ink clusters.

Old Shopkeeper Li nodded again.

"But isn't there a recipe for cigarettes?" Zhen Niang asked rhetorically.

Hearing Zhenniang's words, the squinting eyes of the old shopkeeper Li suddenly opened, glaring at Zhenniang, and the expression obviously made Zhenniang continue to speak.

"As far as my granddaughter knows, there is a record in Song Hexue's "Ink Notes: Paint Smoke to Glue": Shen Jue, an ink worker in the Song Dynasty, burned tobacco with pine coal and miscellaneous grease paint, so as to get 'paint smoke', isn't this a recipe for cigarettes?" Zhen Niang smiled at Mimi's words.

"So, you have a new recipe for the smoke?" Old Shopkeeper Li stared at Zhen Niang and asked.

"Well, about the year before last, heavy snow, a few study tours out of the city blocked, just in the water Bo's tiger stove rest, granddaughter to fetch water, then listen to their vast chat, granddaughter listened to very fascinated, and then heard them talk about Hui ink, among which there are also good ink people, when talking about the ancient smoke material, it was said that the raw lacquer in tung oil into the smoke effect is better, the granddaughter is looking at the grandfather's ink-making notes, curious, at home to try, and later added lard, the effect of the pilot smoke is very good." Zhen Niang said, in fact, what she said is the smoke material of the super-top paint smoke ink of later generations.

Although there was an excuse for the notes of Mr. Li's shopkeeper before, it would be too much to say that he came up with such a cigarette recipe, so he borrowed a study tourist.

Since ancient times, none of these scholars did not love ink, Han Xi of the Southern Tang Dynasty made 'Musk Yue' ink, and Su Shi made 'Xuetangyi' ink, which are all self-made ink of literati.

Therefore, it would not be wrong for Zhenniang to blame the literati for this matter.

"How does it compare to the cigarette material you handed in today?" Old Shopkeeper Li asked with blazing eyes.

"What's more." Zhen Niang grinned.

The old shopkeeper Li couldn't care about washing his feet at this time, he stepped on the ground directly, and walked around the house, looking very excited, and he couldn't wait to try it immediately, but after all, he thought of the oath of never touching the ink, and sighed.

"You old man can't do it, and you don't wear shoes, if you get cold, how can you get it." While Wu was jumping in a hurry, Zhenniang also hurriedly helped her grandfather back and sat down.

The grandfather and grandson looked at each other and smiled.

"I don't know where there is lacquer, and I used to ask a passing lacquer maker, but now this lacquer maker can't find anyone." Zhen Niang said.

"Your sixth grandfather's house has a mountain forest, and there is a good lacquer tree in it, you can go to him to ask for it." The way of the old shopkeeper Li.

Zhenniang didn't know these things before, but when she heard Grandpa say this, she nodded vigorously: "Then I'll go to Grandpa Six tomorrow." ”

The sixth master of the Li family lived in a grange outside the city.