Relatively speaking, the Central Plains region was slow to recover production due to serious damage, and the southern countries developed due to light destruction, until the establishment of the Song Dynasty, the society was relatively stable, the economy was prosperous, the production technology was progressive, the development of handicraft production reached an unprecedented extent, and the private handicraft workshops engaged in many types of handicraft industries, among which papermaking, ink and sugar were the most prosperous. \\./

In order to prevent others from stealing the technology of ink-making, the employees of the ink-making workshop are generally loyal and trustworthy people, and some are even from the same family, and the location of the construction workshop is relatively remote, so it is convenient to manage in addition to secrecy.

As a well-known Pan Gu ink in the Great Song Dynasty, the origin is naturally not in the remote mountain village of this place, but in Huizhou, the ink blocks really made by Pan Gu himself, are generally sent to the palace as tribute, Pan Lou is sold, although it is nominally made by Pan Gu, in fact, it is not, but produced by the workshop here.

The small mountain village is located in the east of Xiangfu County, the location is somewhat remote, there are only a dozen households, in addition to the small officials sent by the Yamen every year to come here to promote the payment of grain tax, there are few people on weekdays, as for the choice to build a workshop here, in addition to the fact that it is easy to prevent the ink-making technology from leaking secrets, the most important thing is that there is bituminous coal, the main raw material for making ink, near the mountain village.

Under the leadership of the workshop director Yang, Chu Zhi slowly went to the village, the real mountain village is not a paradise as described by some poets, the sound of chickens and dogs barking is endless, but the environment in the village is very dirty, the stones on the trail are overgrown, and no one has trimmed it.

"The mountain road is rugged, so be careful." After taking two steps, Director Yang turned around and reminded with a smile.

Chu Zhi didn't say a word, lightly stepped over a stone threshold, and turned around to remind Chu'er to pay attention, but found that people were following closely behind him, with a sweet smile on his pretty face, and a calm and relaxed look, as if he knew this road well.

There are not many houses in the village, only a dozen or so, concentrated under the corner of a mountain peak that is not high, scattered everywhere, walked for about a few minutes, and then left the village, but Director Yang didn't seem to have the intention of stopping, and continued to walk out along the sheep intestine path, and Chu Zhen was not surprised, after all, the mountain village is not big, and the situation can be seen at a glance, the workshop is not built in the village, it is naturally in other places.

Outside the village, the stones and weeds along the path became more and more luxuriant, and the bushes on both sides could be heard, and from time to time you could hear the beautiful sound of small birds and cicadas.

"Boy, the workshop is ahead." After walking for a few more minutes, there was a corner in front of the trail, and Director Yang certainly did not forget to remind him again with a smile.

Chu Zhen nodded slightly. Took a few steps. Go around the corner. Sure enough, it suddenly opened up in front of me. Sure enough, there was a contiguous building in front of us. You can faintly see the busy figures of the guys.

"The young man came to visit. You don't have to come and greet you yet. "Haven't approached the workshop yet. Director Yang has already spoken loudly.

Who is the hostage? A few guys in front of the workshop looked at each other. Apparently it is not clear what Chu is like. But at least I know Director Yang. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment. Some bluntly saluted Chu Qian.

"Where is the third brother?" Chu Zhi waved his hand lightly. Smile gently. Harmony asked.

A few guys blinked slightly. Qi Qi shook his head. I can't understand who Chu Zhi is.

"A couple of idiots." Director Yang scolded quietly. hurriedly scolded: "It is Pan Gong who asks the question." Didn't you already tell him that the hostage was coming today? Why can't I see him? ”

"The master is in the storeroom." One of the guys replied.

"Then why don't you go and spread the word and tell him that the princess is here." Director Yang shouted.

"This is not good, the master has a saying, no one is allowed to disturb him during his time in the storeroom." The guy shook his head and said.

"Quarantined son is not anyone, hurry up and report it." Director Yang said with a smile.

A few guys still refused to go, obviously these guys are honest people, they will only admit death, no matter what Director Yang says, they just don't move, and they won't even let the door of the workshop enter.

"If you don't see me, forget it, but the princess came to visit on behalf of the proprietor, can't he see it?" After struggling to speak, seeing that a few guys were unmoved, Director Yang was a little annoyed and angry.

When a few guys heard this, they carefully looked at Chu Qian, and they also knew that Director Yang would not deceive them, so they couldn't help but be embarrassed.

"Forget it, the third brother may really have no leisure, let's wait for a while." Chu Zhen stretched out his hand to stop Director Yang, walked lightly, walked to the right, and chuckled: "The scenery over there seems to be good, we might as well go and enjoy it." ”

"What Mr. Zhen said is extremely true, since Pan Gong is busy, we can't bother." Director Yang took advantage of the situation to step down, and the shame and anger on his face immediately disappeared without a trace, and he hurriedly stepped forward to catch up with Chu Qian.

Not far to the right of the workshop is a dense bamboo forest, which is in spring, with lush foliage and verdant bamboo knots swaying in the breeze

Listen carefully, there is actually a bit of rhyme and melody, strolling in it, smelling the fresh breath, Chu Zhen also came a little interested, and there was an urge to splash ink.

In order not to be out of touch with it, he naturally carried the four treasures of the study with him, and was about to instruct the first child to study ink auxiliary paper, conceive the plot by himself, and make a New Year embroidery picture on the spot, but he didn't expect that the artistic conception that had just sprung up was immediately suppressed.

"The quality boy came at the right time, not that I boasted, the bamboo shoots in our Yangjia Village, no matter how they are steamed, or ~ fried, the taste is delicious, and the quality will definitely try it later." Director Yang didn't have the skill of mind reading, of course he didn't know what Chu Zhen was thinking, and when he saw the bamboo shoots breaking through the soil in the bamboo forest, he immediately said with great interest, not realizing that the flattery had changed its taste.

No wonder the literati are reluctant to deal with the vendors' pawns, it is easy to be spoiled by them, Chu Zhen sighed helplessly, his eyes flashed a trace of displeasure, from just now to now, Director Yang has been flattering non-stop, but unfortunately the words of the whiskers are too inferior, and it is difficult to make Chu Zhen feel joyful at all.

Now it is unforgivable to destroy his own interest, Chu Zhijun's face sank, and he groaned, ready to find an excuse to take people away at will, so as not to annoy himself again.

"Director Yang, go and see if Pan Gong has come out." Chu'er, who was silent and silent, noticed that Chu Zhen seemed to be a little unhappy, and felt a little anxious, so he hurriedly said: "It's almost dusk, and I have to go back later, but I can't delay." ”

"This little brother is right." Director Yang felt reasonable, saw Chu Zhen nodded, hurriedly turned around and walked towards the workshop, walked two steps, and suddenly felt that the delicate young man who spoke felt very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember it for a while, could it be that he had seen it before, Director Yang was confused and thoughtful.

"Childe doesn't like Director Yang?" Chu'er asked cautiously.

"I don't like it, I just think he's a little annoying." Chu Zhi said lightly, and folded an embroidered branch to play with.

"Actually, Director Yang is a very good person." Quietly relieved, Chu'er said softly, her watery eyes flickering.

"Really? How do you know. Chu Zhi asked in surprise, turned around to face Chu'er, since he came here, Chu Zhen always felt that there was something wrong with Chu'er, and now he finally noticed it.

"Boy, Pan Gong is out." At this moment, Director Yang ran over panting, only a few steps, and his round face was already covered with sweat and oil.

With Director Yang by his side, Chu Zhi couldn't continue to ask, nodded indifferently, and walked directly out of the bamboo forest.

Director Yang blinked, he didn't understand why Chu Zhen suddenly changed his attitude, a few steps behind, and suddenly the back of Chu'er walking, he couldn't help scratching his head, how to look at it is still so familiar, there should be no problem with his forgetting, if he has met, he must have known it, why can't he remember it.

"Childe." In front of the workshop, a man about thirty years old, white and beardless, arched his hand, without a smile on his face, and did not seem to welcome Chu Zhen's arrival.

"The third brother doesn't have to be polite." On the contrary, Chu Zhen's face was full of enthusiasm and greeted him cordially.

Pan Sanshui, although he is a few years younger than Pan's, but his generation is a little different, Chu Zhen is not wrong to call his third brother, he is Pan's mother's family, and he is also a disciple of Pan Gu, who is known as Moxian, and like most technical research workers, he is not keen on communication, he is not good at words, and his personality is lonely and old-fashioned.

"Come in, you're the only one." Pan Sanshui didn't say much, understood the purpose of Chu Zhen's coming, and walked directly back to the workshop.

"Chu'er, you stay here and wait for me." Chu Zhen said softly.

In ancient times, the process of ink-making was never passed on to others, even if the Pan family married into the Chu family, the workshop also belonged to Chu Qian's name, but the ink-making technology was still mastered by the Pan family, that is to say, if Pan Sanshui left suddenly, there was no need for the workshop to exist, so it was said that Director Yang was called the manager of the workshop, in fact, he had no right to dictate to the workshop, and he usually took care of the food and clothing of the workshop guys, which was equivalent to the head of the logistics team, even if the Pan family came in person, the real person in charge of the workshop was Pan Sanshui.

Walking into the workshop, Chu Zhen immediately smelled a smell of ink, the workshop is composed of several houses, I don't know if it is due to Chu Zhen coming in, or it was originally so, several houses are closed, only to see the figure shaking, hearing its sound, but not seeing the scene inside, with a little curiosity, Chu Zhen slowly followed Pan Sanshui to one of the houses.

"This is the money spent on making ink in the past few months, you can check it." Walking into the house, Pan Sanshui had no intention of greeting guests, so he directly took out an account book from the box in the house and handed it to Chu Qian, and then said: "I still have something to do, you can leave by yourself after checking it out." ”

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