The entire ink workshop, the walls, roofs and floors, including the operating platform, are all black, and the workers are shirtless, and they are also black with their heads and bodies, and when they look up, the whites of their eyes are particularly abrupt.

Ink is made of both tobacco and glue, and it is said that when mixing the material, it is said that it is repeatedly hammered with a pestle of up to 100,000 pestles, so that the tobacco and glue can be mixed delicately and evenly, and the blank is made.

Most of the ink workshops are made of pine smoke, and only one percent of the ink workshops will use tung oil, clear oil or lard to make ink.

Zhengjia Mofang has both.

According to Zheng Qingyuan, they would send people directly to Huizhou to buy tung oil and light it on the spot to make cigarettes, so that it would be more convenient to transport.

It is said that a skilled worker can take care of more than 200 lamps for cigarettes by himself, and he must scrape them in time, if he is late, the smoke will be excessive, not to mention the cost of oil, and a waste of time.

Tang Shijin also saw a circular arch canopy placed on the ground, with soil on the edge, connected one by one, more than ten zhang, and the inside and outside and the interface were pasted with straw mats and paper, and there was a small hole for smoke every little while.

Tang Shijin asked, "What is this?" ”

"Burn pine wood for cigarettes," Zheng Qingyuan said, "It will be burned for several days, and when it is finished, you can go in and scrape." Generally speaking, the one or two sections taken out of the tail are called clear smoke, which is the best. He stretched out his hand and pointed: "From here, what is taken here in the middle section is called mixed smoke, which is slightly inferior, and what is taken out here in the first two sections is called smoke, which is the inferior." ”①

As he spoke, he walked back: "So the kind of pen you mentioned, I think you can just use cigarettes, this cigarette can only be sold to the printing office, if we can do something else, it will be for nothing, it can be said to turn waste into treasure!" For the ink workshop, it is a matter of changing an ink mold, and after it is made, it is not even necessary to polish and paint gold, which is very labor-saving. ”

Tang Shijin nodded: "Then you make a few first." ”

Zheng Qingyuan said happily: "Then it's decided." ”

Tang Shijin had dinner with the Zheng family and his wife, went to Luo's house again, chatted with Luo Niangzi for a while, ordered some big aprons, headscarves and masks by the way, and came back and took the simple distillation equipment she had ordered before, and then went home.

Then I was busy all afternoon, steamed out the wine to be used in the restaurant, added the amount I had tried in advance, and put about a cup and a half of spiritual spring water in the copper measuring cup.

She went out with her front feet, and Yan Baiwei walked to the jar casually, lifted the jar, and poured a cup.

Then he took a sip and didn't say anything for a while.

Tao Chengqi whispered behind him, "Catch a wine thief!" He came over, but when he looked at his expression: "What's wrong?" Doesn't taste good? ”

Yan Baiwei directly handed him the cup: "You taste it!" ”

He handed it over, choking on his nose, Tao Chengqi was a little strange, he really took a sip, and then his eyebrows twisted, and he sighed after a while, and said, "It's too strong!" It's so delicious! ”

The wine on the market is only more than ten degrees, and Tang Shijin steamed this one, at least fifty degrees, and the feeling is absolutely worlds apart!

It's like a beer drinker who drinks liquor at first glance!

And Yan Baiwei had no sense of taste before, and he couldn't drink the fragrance when he drank alcohol, only the feeling of choking on his tongue, and he drank a little drunken afterwards.

But now, when I drink such a mellow and satisfying wine, I feel ...... It's about tears!

Then the two of them secretly rubbed together and drank cup after glass......

Tang Shijin really didn't pay attention.

Because she bought a leg of lamb today and made a roast leg of lamb, and when it was served up and the house was fragrant, it overwhelmed the smell of wine.

The skin of the roasted lamb leg is red and bright, and the tender mutton can be seen in the cut knife, and the cumin flavor and mutton aroma are perfectly integrated, and the saliva will flood when you smell it.

Peach Blossom Boy blushed (drunk) and said seriously: "It's a pity to have such a delicacy but no wine to accompany it." ”

Tang Shijin thought about it for a while: "Okay, you can drink a little bit of my newly made wine today, but that's what my restaurant is going to use, one person...... Only one drink. ”

Yan Baiwei didn't have a face at all when he drank, and there was no trace of the crime, so he said innocently: "Two glasses?" ”

She thought for a moment: "Okay, two glasses at most, not much!" ”

So Yan Langjun consciously took the initiative to pour the wine, and Tang Shijin missed the last chance to find out.

He Yuanxiao is just a half-grown child, and he can't resist half a cup, and then Yan Baiwei and the two of them drank the fragrant roast leg of lamb and drank it happily!

Tang Shijin also tasted it, but he didn't think it was delicious, so he just ate mutton.

When she was full, she washed her hands and helped the two of them tear the leg of mutton.

Yan Baiwei was already drunk, his long and narrow eyes were full of water, he was holding the Luohan couch with one hand, his fingers were lightly tapped, and he sang: "Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow-colored." Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west. Carry the head luggage, the sand head wine bottle, and carry the wine in the long pavilion. Thousands of miles away, drunk before drinking, who knows this hatred......"

Tang Shijin tilted his head, feeling that his deep voice was strange and good to sing.

Especially with a smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes flying obliquely, and his long, black and dense eyelashes are like butterfly wings, and every time he blinks, there seems to be a clump of pins. The smoke of the soul drifted away, making people dizzy and drunk.

When he stopped singing, she tore the mutton and handed it over, Yan Baiwei didn't use her hands, she just opened her mouth to eat, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling.

But she didn't know why, she always felt that there was a thick and heavy sadness in him at this time, overwhelming the world...... That shallow smile can't be suppressed.

Tang Shijin frowned.

Then she called him: "Yan Baiwei? ”

He said, "Huh? ”

She asked him, "Am I your friend?" ”

He laughed: "yes! ”

She said: "Then me and Little Peach Blossom, who is your best friend?" ”

"Huh?" Yan Baiwei helped her forehead, and raised her head to look at her in confusion: "You and Cheng Qi??" ”

Tao Chengqi, who had a low laugh, had already begun to hahaha, and he also stood up, pointed at him and said, "Say it quickly!" Who's your best friend? ”

Yan Baiwei frowned, and said slowly: "Best friend......"

"That's right! Say it! ”

Yan Baiwei said: "Come on, you ......"

Before she finished speaking, Tang Shijin was already angry, and she pointed at him: "You're finished Yan Baiwei!" Your breakfast tomorrow is gone, lunch is gone, dinner is gone! I'll never make anything for you again!! I'm going to break up with you!! ”

She left in a rage.

I made you a good meal, but you lied to me!

I treat you as your best friend, but you don't treat me as your best friend! What a conscienceless scum this is!

Donald was genuinely angry.

After all, she was only a scumbag before, how could someone else be a scumbag of her? It's rare that she likes this big eyelash essence so much, and he actually scumbags her!!

It's impossible to forgive him! It's impossible in this life!