This golden silk Xuan comes from Nanyan, Nanyan is rainy, subtropical areas, lush vegetation, and there are mulberry bamboo fertile fields, straw grows thick and tall like people, it is one of the best raw materials for making rice paper, and of course other plants are indispensable.

Because Zhaonan is close to Nanyan, the natural climate is not much different, and the raw materials of rice paper are not inferior to Nanyan, but Zhaonan is not good in terms of technology, and it is not too bad to be able to ascend to the hall of elegance.

Generally, the golden silk xuan is the best choice for those high-ranking officials and nobles, and the emperor is a little reluctant to use it, so he will use the golden silk xuan when he writes carefully.

Good things are naturally expensive, and this piece of paper costs dozens of taels of silver, so how can it be wasted casually?

In Shen Ye's eyes, it is different, whether it is a draft or a serious writing, he uses gold silk Xuan, no matter if he slashes dozens of taels or hundreds of taels, anyway, the comfort of writing is the most important, not to mention that Shen Ye himself doesn't feel expensive.

This kind of rice paper was only discovered when he went to Nanke, at first Gu Nanke used this kind of paper for writing and painting, and used it as toilet paper, Shen Ye was curious to use it to write and write, and found that it was not good, so he asked Gu Nanke for some.

Later, I became addicted to it, and I didn't feel happy to write without using gold silk.

Seeing Yishui's distressed look, Shen Ye just smiled and ordered the little guy to take as much as he wanted.

Yishui couldn't put it down, holding Lan Zhuxuan in his hand, and kept muttering about pity.

Shen Ye didn't pay attention to it, Yan Jiuli was angry and funny in her eyes, although she was not a girl who liked to write and paint, but she had been exposed to rice paper since she was a child, so she secretly thought, what is the pity of just a few blue bamboo xuan.

"Shen Ye, you said that you, you learned a few sword moves to show off here, and my mood for painting is gone?" Yishui blamed, "It's really disappointing." ”

At this moment, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, hitting the green plantain trees, and the horn is ringing non-stop, and suddenly the plantain leaves seem to be much greener after being wet by the rain.

Shen Ye smiled and said, "Master Yishui is really sorry, I was careless with that sword just now, if you want me to accompany you with a few hundred knives of paper." ”

Yishui tore off the part of the paper through the hole, folded the rest and put it in the middle for future use, for fear that Shen Ye would finally make another sword to mess with his rice paper.

So Yishui angrily splashed the ink on the ground, and the freshly ground ink was not written a word, and Shen Ye only felt pity for these Mo Fang who had been splashed far away: "It's a pity, such a good ink." ”

It's not that because the ink is worth a thousand gold, it's a pity that Yishui personally grinds out the ink.

Yishui heard Shen Ye say this, and said disapprerovingly: "Why am I using this ink when I don't have paper?"

As he was talking, a small guy climbed up from under the mountain with an umbrella, holding several knives of the finest Jin Si Xuan in his hand, and the slanting wind and drizzle were full of momentum, and the Jin Si Xuan was inevitably wet by the rain.

The little guy put the paper on the stone table, looked at it and was surprised in his heart? Isn't this the most high-quality golden silk xuan in the legend? I am reluctant to buy it in my life, it is a few dozen taels of silver and a knife of paper.

Although he was excited in his heart, he was always the same on the surface, and he still had the anger he should have, don't let Shen Ye underestimate himself, so he just glanced at Jin Sixuan who was on the table and turned his eyes to clean up his easel.

Shen Ye put the Nine Fence Sword on the stone table and sat down and said, "Master Yishui, this paper is not bad, why don't you try it?" ”

Yishui coughed and said: "It's just a golden silk Xuan, although it is more expensive than blue bamboo, but I am used to blue bamboo and prefer blue bamboo, and this golden silk is not worth mentioning at all in front of me." ”

Shen Ye thought it was true when he heard it, and what he said made sense, if this was the case, he had never bought a blue bamboo, and if he wanted to pay now, whether it was a study or a bedroom, he would not be able to take out a blue bamboo.

Yan Jiuli looked at Shen Ye with a sad face and said with a smile: "Master Yishui, if you really like Lanzhu, when I have time, let this fool pay you a few big cars." ”

Yishui looked at Jin Sixuan and swallowed his saliva, looked at Shen Ye and said: "That's it, I'll take Jin Sixuan today, if you want to say compensation, you will be exempted, how can this master and apprentice say this kind of dividing words?"

Shen Ye smiled and continued: "Thank you Master Yishui, you can ask for as much as you want, I can order the little maid to buy it on the street." ”

Yishui took out a piece of paper and put it on the easel, re-sharpened the ink carefully, and said, "Forget it, these are okay for the time being." ”

Seeing his attitude of seriously grinding ink with the wide cuffs in one hand and the other hand, Yan Jiuli couldn't help but smile, and suddenly remembered that the little eunuch who specializes in grinding ink is also so serious when the emperor wants to write by himself.

This water grinds ink and teaches the two of them how to grind the ink, how to grind the ink, how to use it and so on!

The two of them seemed to understand each other.

From time to time, Yishui drew the first stroke on the paper, it was a plantain in the wind, a banana tree dragged a few times to show it vividly, and did not mention the pen, the banana tree was dark and distinct.

It's really impressive, and I want to call it a must!

Yishui shouted: "Okay! Absolutely! This paper is so good, how to draw how to come out, it doesn't absorb ink at all, I like it, Shen Ye will give me a few more knives of paper like this." ”

So soon to run out of discipline?

This water is a gentleman's model in the world's mouth, with a pen hanging on his waist, and his dress is even more bookish, and at first glance, he feels that there is a faint smell of books on his body.

As soon as I came into contact with him, I immediately found that there was a difference between what was on the outside and what was inside.

If Yan Jiu Fence spoke out, talked to Yi Shui himself, and drank tea at a table, those disciples who saw Tianmen would definitely be envious of Yan Jiu Fence.

In this life, not to mention being admitted to Houshan, I am already very lucky to be able to meet Master Houshan, you must know that most people really do not see the personal disciple of Houshan Dugu Jiubu in their lives.

I don't feel much honor in Yan Jiuli, there are some trepidations and honors when we meet for the first time, after a long time of contact, you will find that Dugu Jiubu's personal disciple is also a person, except for the cultivation above the world, there is no difference in others, nothing interesting.

Yan Jiuli would not brag about this kind of thing, not to mention that Yishui had secretly warned her many times not to say that he had had many private contacts with Shen Ye in front of the disciples of the Heavenly Gate, which would make the disciples of the Heavenly Gate feel unfair.

Therefore, Yan Jiuli is too lazy to care about these things.

The air was quiet for a while, and Yan Jiuli stared blankly at the scene of the rain falling on the banana tree and popping up the water, thinking about some messy things.

Shen Ye lay on the table as if he was asleep thinking about some messy modern things, such as not having to go to physical education class on a rainy day, how cool it is to drive on a rainy day, and so on.

Yishui seriously painted the rain falling plantain is the scene, a few plantain between just a few strokes of the brush, the painting is better than the serious ones, the banana leaves in the painting appear to be relatively large, the rain falls, the splashed light ink seems to be able to hear the sound of the chirping.