Zhang Yi was not polite when he entered the room, and found a chair in front of the table and sat down.

At this time, his heart was full of anger, although he wanted to take out the poem from Seventeen Niang's pillow, but he didn't find a good reason.

However, Zhang Yi refused to give up, looked at Seventeen Niang who was pouring tea for him and said with a smile: "Seventeen Niang, you haven't answered my question yet, can you study the movable type?" ”

Li Kexin saw that Zhang Yi asked about the movable type again, and thought that Zhang Yi's mind was all on the newspaper, and a trace of loss suddenly flashed in her heart, but she pretended to have a little smile on her face, and said with a smile: "I also made a few pictures of the movable type, but I found a few problems!" ”

"Oh, then Seventeen Niang might as well speak it out and listen to it, as the so-called one person counts short and two people count long, maybe I can help you pay attention!" Zhang Yi looked at the people in front of him and wondered, isn't it ceramic craftsmanship? Is it really difficult?

In his impression, the ceramic process is nothing more than embryonic, lettering, glazing and then firing, which is very simple.

Of course, if you want to unify the specifications, it is a little difficult to unify the font.

But even so, it's just a matter of spending a little more silver, hiring a master of ceramics, and then finding a master carver to carve it according to the font of a master calligrapher.

Is it rare to have such a simple question buddy?

"Let's take a look at the movable type I made first!" Li Kexin said as he took out a large pile of clay movable type from a small box next to him.

I saw that the movable type was of average size, and there were also slightly carved words on it.

Zhang Yi looked at it and found no problem.

But....

Seventeen Niang said, there must be a problem, but Zhang Yi took several movable types and read them several times, but he was stunned and didn't find any problems, he thought to himself, could it be that Seventeen Niang felt that the method of movable type printing was not good?

He was wondering, but Li Kexin looked at him looking over and over like a naughty boy and pursed his lips and smiled.

Not to mention, although Zhang Yi is a little frivolous on weekdays, her serious appearance is really a bit charming in her opinion.

It's just that Zhang Yi is angry at this moment, his eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and his hand seems to be holding . Playing with clay is like the funny funny of a child wiping tears and holding a lollipop when he has just gotten angry.

After looking for a long time, Zhang Yi had no choice but to say: "Seventeen Niang, although your movable type has not yet been fired into ceramics, but it is standardized, the font is small and the engraving is not bad, I have been looking for a long time and I haven't found any problems, are you too careful?" Just do one set like that! ”

In fact, Zhang Yi has something in his heart, and what he sees is only the general direction.

However, in some details, the past is ignored.

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Li Kexin glanced at Zhang Yi, the main reason for not talking to Zhang Yi during the day was that she was weak-hearted, and the difference in generation between the two made her feel embarrassed, and now that she had opened her mouth, she no longer pretended to be indifferent during the day, and said angrily: "Let's see if the subtleties of these movable words are still cracked?" Although I don't know how to fire ceramics, I do know that if you just fire the finished product in this way, there will be these cracks.

And it's not just the surface, as the cement gets drier, I think there should be a slight cracks on the inside! ”

Not to mention, Zhang Yi really didn't notice this problem just now.

Hearing what Li Kexin said, he hurriedly found a few pieces and checked them one by one, and sure enough, one or two of them had slight cracks on the surface.

With a slight movement of his hand, the clay type gradually grew along the cracks, and finally broke apart.

Sure enough, as the moisture on the cement continued to decrease, there were cracks in it as Li Kexin said.

"How so?" Zhang Yi's head is a little big.

Rao thought that there would be problems in many places, but he didn't expect that the problem would be in a place that he couldn't even imagine.

However, Zhang Yi thought of the key as soon as he thought about it.

The reason for the cracking is the loss of water in the cement.

In other words, the stickiness of the cement is not sticky enough, and it cannot maintain its shape after losing moisture, so it cracks.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yi couldn't help but feel a little proud again.

Dude is smart, such an esoteric question can be thought out in an instant, he couldn't help but look at Li Kexin's pillow, and said in his heart, how can it be a few floors taller than some so-called talents?

"Seventeen Niang, this problem is easy to solve!" Zhang Yi's mind turned, and he was worried that he couldn't show it in front of Seventeen Niang, isn't this an opportunity?

He got up slowly, and walked back and forth in the room for a few steps, thinking that if he could take the fat man's stuffy steps. Disturb. The fan borrowed from the strong façade of the goods must be more attractive to the idea of Seventeen Niang, but there was no way at this time, he had to make an unfathomable attitude, and said lightly: "The so-called professional things are done by professional people, neither of us is an expert in ceramics, whether it is material or mud, and even many things are not well understood, and it is inevitable that the cement will crack."

So this problem is not a problem at all, we need to ask an experienced ceramic master to help fire movable type anyway, these things are his job, so we are completely worried about it. ”

When the goods arrived here, Zhang Yi's eyes rolled, and he just thought of the poem, and said: "But if the movable type wants to be perfect, it can still be improved, and if the calligraphy of a certain scholar is engraved on the movable type, it must be more perfect."

You also know that I don't know many scholars, but I don't know that Seventeen Niang can know scholars, if you know, please come and help, even if it costs a little silver! ”

After going around for a long time, Zhang Yi finally led the topic to Shizi.

In his mind, since a pair of poems suddenly appeared in his hand, shouldn't it be a gift from a certain scholar?

If Seventeen Niang had a heart, she would definitely say that person and then tinker with movable type together, but at that time.... Hey, dude doesn't play him to death yet!

Zhang Yi was full of intrigues and tricks, but Li Kexin was unsuspecting.

It's just that how did she know any scholars?

At that moment, she frowned slightly, and said: "Xiao Yi, where are you talking about this, I am in the building on weekdays, and you don't know any scholars, how can I know them?" However, our Jiangning has always been the place of literature, calligraphy good scholars abound, and this movable type will be published in the newspaper to distribute the entire Jiangning, as long as you are willing, I think that anyone who has some ability is willing to come without giving silver! ”

Zhang Yi was stunned!

I didn't see it!

He couldn't imagine that Seventeen Niang still understood these twists and turns.

However, he did not give up, and continued: "So such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to become famous, I think that cheap outsiders are not as good as cheap acquaintances, since Seventeen Niang didn't know Shiziquan when I didn't say it, but if there is, I missed such a good opportunity in vain!" ”

Zhang Yi said, but the corner of his eye was secretly looking at Seventeen Niang, but Seventeen Niang did not react, which generally disappointed him.

Did you misunderstand Seventeen Niang?

Zhang Yi thought secretly, but what about the poems under the pillow?