"Heh, this girl has such a big breath, so don't let me wait to see your means." At this time, the fairy girl sneered. She couldn't talk about Zheng Lamei's matter before, but when it came to the matter of demonic possession, she naturally stood up.

"To see is to see." Zhen Niang said coldly.

Then he turned around, put down the wooden clip on his back, and said to the owner of the previous grocery store: "This uncle, I want to ask you for some pure water, it would be better if there was water without roots." ”

"What is rootless water?" The owner of the grocery store asked.

"It's rain, snow, frost, etc." An apprentice at a pharmacy on one side.

"Ha, this is really true, didn't it rain last night, and a few pots and jars at home contained a lot of rain." The grocery store owner laughed, and after saying that, he turned around and went into the house, and brought out a jar of rainwater.

"Uncle Xiexie." Zhen Niang took the jar and said, and then saw the ninth uncle in the crowd, so she stepped forward and made a smile, and said with a pleasant smile: "Ninth uncle, my grandnephew wants to borrow the Chengni inkstone with the pattern of the jade rabbit pounding medicine, can you?" ”

Zhen Niang came out to sell ink, the inkstone was naturally brought, but her inkstone, the texture is too ordinary, and the Li Moxuan that jade rabbit pounded medicine Cheng mud inkstone is a treasure, it is said that the ancestors of the Li family went to the West with the three treasure eunuchs, got the deep sea mud, and then asked the inkstone master to burn it, which can be regarded as the heirloom of the Li family.

In later generations, deep-sea mud is a beauty treasure, and this kind of mud fired inkstone, and her medicine and ink are combined, which can stimulate medicinal properties, so Zhen Niang opened her mouth to borrow the inkstone.

"Wait." Uncle Nine was still that lukewarm, but he didn't refuse, Zhen Niang was already content.

After a while, Uncle Nine asked people to bring ink.

Zhen Niang took it, carefully placed it in a wooden lattice, then poured a little rain on the inkstone, and took out the ingot of medicinal ink she made and ground it on the inkstone.

The inkstone is a good inkstone, and the ink is not bad, and after a while, the ink will open, black and clear.

The surrounding onlookers are all people from Sibao Street, the eye to see the ink will not be bad, the ink to make black is not difficult, the difficulty is difficult in a clear and transparent, only clear, the ink can have ink bones, the pen ink on the paper, even with the passage of time, the ink color fades, but because of the transparency and the formation of the ink bone is never faded.

And some of the top ink makers in later generations, after many ink recipes disappeared, restored the ink recipes of the previous life based on these ink bones.

It can be said that the ink bone is equivalent to the fossil in the ink, which records the development of ancient ink, and also inherits the spirit of ancient ink.

And ink bones are also the lifelong pursuit of an ink maker.

"This ingot is made well." The shopkeepers of several shops selling the four treasures of the study room on the side looked at the ink and discussed with each other. ”

"Well, it should be the pine smoke of the hundred-year-old Huangshan pine, plus some medicinal materials, this is medicinal ink, speaking of which, Li's medicinal ink has always been famous, but more than ten years ago, Li's got into a lawsuit because of medicinal ink, and the reputation of medicinal ink was ruined, but it's a pity." One of them took a deep breath and said, and when the ink was opened, he smelled a clear and moist aroma of herbs.

"But it's not, heh, if this girl from the Li family really heals the sores on Zheng Sanniang's face today, then the Li family's medicine ink will be shameful from today onwards." The other is humane.

"Don't say it, watch carefully." One of the people on the side tapped the two chatting with each other, so the two of them shut up, staring at the chastity who was busy working.

The ink has been ground open, Zhen Niang picked up the hair, drank the ink, and then focused on evenly applying the ink sweat to the red sores on Zheng Lamei's face. After applying it a few times, Zhen Niang then asked the person next to her for a small bowl, poured the remaining ink into the bowl, mixed it with rainwater, and asked someone to boil it on a small stove.

And so, you're all set.

"Okay, the red sores will go away in an hour or two." Zhenniang clapped her hands and said. I wanted to let Aunt Zheng rest, but the onlookers around had no intention of leaving at all, obviously waiting to see the result.

"Uncle, come, you just sit here and rest, don't think about anything in your heart, calm down, and the red sores on your face will disappear quickly." Zhen Niang said.

Speaking of which, as long as the right medicine is used, the fire sores will disappear quickly, in the previous life, sometimes she didn't rest well at night, and when she got up in the morning, she had it on her face, and sometimes she put on a little toothpaste, and it disappeared after a while.

Of course, Zheng Lamei's fire sores are more serious than that now, but her medicine is the right medicine, coupled with the medicinal effect of the Fang Cheng mud inkstone, it should be very quick to eliminate the fire sores.

As for rootless water, it is only to increase the sense of mystery.

"I, I'm just a little nervous." Zheng Lamei said, firstly, she rarely has such a attention-grabbing time, and secondly, she is afraid that if the medicine does not work, she doesn't care, she is afraid that Zhenniang will suffer.

"You don't have to be nervous, you can't be nervous, as soon as you are nervous, the sores on your face will be slow." Zhen Niang's admonition.

Hearing what Zhen Niang said, Zheng Lamei took a deep breath, simply closed her eyes slightly, and looked at her nose and nose and heart, Zheng Lamei's life was bumpy, although she couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved, but she also cultivated her tenacious character.

And Zhen Niang looked at the people around her at the moment, what a chance, so she simply set up the ink stall and began to sell ink.

Everyone saw the quality of the medicinal ink before, and the price of her ink was not high, and the onlookers were bored, so they also bought a few ingots, and after a while, the ink brought by Zhenniang today was sold out, and only the used medicinal ink remained.

Xi Ge'er collects money, counting the money at this time, and he is so happy that he can't see his teeth.

On the other hand, the old shopkeeper Li was discussing with Zheng Da about welcoming Zheng Lamei into the door. There are always some programs that are indispensable.

In this way, the sun is rising in the blink of an eye, and it is noon.

"Uncle, how do you feel?" Zhen Niang asked Zheng Lamei.

At this time, the ink and sweat on Zheng Lamei's face had dried up, only black remained, and when she touched it lightly, she felt that her face was very smooth, and there were no potholes like before.

"Looks like it's okay." Zheng Lamei said with surprise in her eyes.

"Quick, wash it up." At this time, the onlookers were all in an uproar.

The shopkeeper of the grocery store on the side is also a wonderful person, and at this time, the guys in the store have already made a basin, and Zheng Lamei washed her face, although there is still a faint red mark on her face, but the fire sores have subsided.

"It's really god, it's been less than two hours." The people around him said with admiration.

"I want this piece of ink." At this time, a chubby man wearing a short robe of copper coins dropped a piece of broken silver, snatched the used piece of medicinal ink from Zhen Niang, and disappeared.

"It's the runner from Suzhou who came to buy goods, and it's quite fast." The person who reacted beat his chest for a while, hating himself for being slow.

"Miss Li, do you still have this kind of medicine ink in your hand, I want it all." At this time, someone called out again.

"I want it all, too." There were even more people on the side.

"Xiexie, everyone lifts, there is no more for the time being, the main reason is that the medicinal materials are difficult to find, if you really want it, it is better to go to Li's Moxuan and ask." Zhen Niang said with a smile, the formula of this medicinal ink she made was originally passed down by Li Yansi, she just changed it in compatibility, so that the medicinal effect was a little better than the original, but the original was not bad, and it was not a loss to buy it.

As soon as everyone heard Zhen Niang's words, yes, Zhen Niang is the Li family, and the ink recipe must be from the Li family, it makes no sense that the Li family has no goods, and then they thought of the name of Li's medicine and ink, and immediately, many people ran towards Li's Moxuan.

"Ha, Seventh Grandmother is bleeding again." Zhenniang looked at this situation and smiled at Mimi. In the end, there is some difference between her ink recipe and the ancestral ink recipe of the Li family, and now this opportunity is the opportunity for the Li family to regain its fame, and the seventh grandmother will definitely not let it go, and will definitely come to her to verify the formula, and she will definitely want to buy the improved formula in her hand when the time comes.

"This kind of money is happy even if it is spent." Old Shopkeeper Li said with feeling.

"Hey, what about the fairy girl?" At this time, everyone remembered the fairy girl who caught the ghost before.

Everyone looked around, and it was long gone.

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Thanks to jng for the peace charm, xiexie for support!!!!