Song Shuyun's color ink has been successful, although there are some flaws because of the second brother's lack of strength, but the flaws are not concealed, this is still a good color ink. Song Shuyun was not in a hurry to go to Fengxian County, but went to his grandfather's house in Liuyang Village early in the morning.

She made a total of three colored inks, one yellow stone green and one blue. She preferred stone green, so she brought out the yellow and blue ones, and prepared one for her grandfather and one for Lao Langzhong.

This time she went to Liuyang Village because Song Qi sent her there, mainly because there were a lot of things to get from the distance, and the donkey cart at Aunt Wang's house next door was rented out again, so they could only walk.

After Song Shuyun arrived at his grandfather's house, Song Qi left the medicine that his sister wanted to drink to his grandmother, and then rushed home in a hurry.

"Girl's luck, it just so happened that my grandfather caught a fish today." Grandpa Zhang looked at his granddaughter with a smile, how happy he looked. Grandma Zhang went to the kitchen to cook, and Song Shuyun took out the colored ink from the cloth bag.

"Then I can't drink my grandfather's fish soup in vain, this is the color ink I made a few days ago, the best calligraphy and painting in the fair day, this color ink is excellent for painting, and this glue block is used to paint rice paper, the painting on the rice paper does not fade for a long time and does not render."

Song Shuyun was apprehensive when she took out these things, she didn't know if her grandfather would ask about the specific origin of these things.

Grandpa Zhang took the ink block and the glue block and looked at it, then glanced at the painting in Song Shuyun's cloth bag, took it out and frowned slightly: "Qiqi, who taught you to make this color ink and glue block?" ”

Song Shuyun swallowed his saliva, his eyes rolled and he said nonsense: "No one taught me, I suddenly seemed to have a dream when I was sick last time, and someone told me in the dream." I just followed the memory step by step, but I didn't expect it to be successful. ”

Grandpa Zhang didn't believe in these nonsense things, but the ink block was in his hand, and the painting made by his granddaughter was also in front of him, and she didn't often go out and wouldn't meet outsiders, so what she said would not be fake.

Thinking of this, Grandpa Zhang was a little solemn, put away Song Shuyun's paintings, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa is really happy about the craft of Qiqihui, but at the moment you are still young, this is enough to cause a sensation in the world, I am afraid that you will cause trouble." ”

Song Shuyun didn't understand a little, tilted his head to look at his grandfather and asked, "Why did you cause trouble?" Somebody asks me for it, and I'll sell it to him. ”

Grandpa Zhang reached out and touched his granddaughter's head, and said with a smile: "Silly girl, how can things in the world be so simple?" Grandpa asks you, what if someone asks you how to make it? How should you? ”

"My granddaughter never thought of mastering this skill alone, and if someone spends money to buy it, she can cooperate." Song Shuyun naturally knew that if she was the only one who could make color ink, then there would definitely be trouble. Why don't you find a suitable opportunity to sell the method.

Grandpa Zhang smiled again and asked, "What if others want to master this skill alone?" There are countless people and inkmen in the world, and this color ink will inevitably cause a robbery, and whoever monopolizes the skills will be able to rival the country. At that time, what will happen to Qiqi? ”

Song Shuyun frowned and fell silent, if others were scrambling...... She hadn't really thought about it. But this can't be blamed on her, after all, Song Shuyun only lived for eighteen years in his previous life, and he was still in an orphanage, and he had no contact with society and no knowledge.

"What does Grandpa think it should be?" Song Shuyun touched the color ink block, but he didn't expect it to bring trouble to himself. There were some things she thought were too simple.

Grandpa Zhang thought for a moment and said: "Now that your grandmother has a lot of family affairs, if others know about the existence of color ink, and then they are remembered by those who have a heart, they will not be able to protect anything at home." It's not too late to wait until Qiqi can protect himself and protect this skill. ”

Song Shuyun understood what her grandfather meant, now is not a good time to promote color ink, and she thinks about it carefully. Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, this skill is enough to shock the literati and artists, and there are few people who will snatch it and keep it for their own use.

"Wealth is moving, not to mention such a clear way to know that you can be blessed for several lifetimes, and your grandfather is also good for you." Grandpa Zhang said bitterly, of course, he was not for how much benefit Caimo could bring to the family, but he was really worried about his granddaughter and his daughter's family.

How many ancient things were there that slaughtered people with a great deal of gold and silver? He was really afraid that his daughter's family would lose their lives for this.

"Qiqi understands, thanks to his grandfather's thoughtfulness, otherwise he doesn't know how to cause the murder." Although Song Shuyun does not know the darkness of society, he is a smart person. And she firmly believes in one thing, which is the wisdom of the elderly.

She never denied that some of the older people had a point.

It is also because of this that Grandpa Zhang and his granddaughter like this sensible granddaughter, in his eyes, Song Shuyun can see more clearly than some adults, and he also knows how to make trade-offs.

"But grandpa, Mr. Langzhong, who I promised to diagnose my pulse, gave him a piece of colored ink. If it weren't for this gentleman's good medical skills, I'm afraid my illness would have dragged on until the time of incurability. Song Shuyun was still very grateful to the old gentleman in her heart, and the whole family, including her, thought that as long as she kept drinking medicine, the disease would be cured.

However, that day, Lao Langzhong told her that if this disease dragged on, I was afraid that she would not live to be thirty years old.

Grandpa Zhang's expression changed instantly when he heard this, and he said: "That should be sent to him, but it can only be given to him, and I have to ask him again and again not to publicize this matter." ”

"yes, I see." Song Shuyun chuckled in response, at this time, a strong and mellow fragrance wafted from the kitchen, and her grandmother's cooking skills were excellent, but she couldn't wait to taste the deliciousness of the fish soup just by smelling it.

Song Shuyun put away the things and let her grandfather choose a piece of colored ink by herself, while she went down to the kang to help her grandmother work.

Grandpa Zhang stretched out his hand to touch the yellow ink, his movements were gentle, and there was both joy and worry in his eyes. I don't know if my granddaughter's ability to make color ink is a good thing or a bad thing for her.

Liuyang Village is still very close to Feng County, and there is an ox cart in the grandfather's house, so after drinking medicine after the meal, Grandpa Zhang personally set up the ox cart to accompany his granddaughter into the city.

Song Shuyun went to the medical hall with the colored ink, there were still patients in the medical hall, and Grandpa Zhang stopped him, and he didn't rush to let Song Shuyun take out the colored ink.

After Lao Langzhong finished seeing a doctor, Song Shuyun took out the color ink, handed it to him and said, "Old man, this is the color ink that I promised you last time." ”

The old man took the blue ink, his eyes were full of surprise, and he couldn't wait to try it. Grandpa Zhang thought for a moment to stop him, Song Shuyun took out his painting and said, "Sir, please keep the matter of making color ink secret, I painted it myself, you can see how the color is." ”

Lao Langzhong understood what she meant, put away the ink block, picked up Song Shuyun's painting and looked at it for a moment, nodded and said, "Yes, this painting is very aura, what color is this?" ”

"It's limestone, I've kept that piece for myself." Song Shuyun still paints landscapes, outlining the landscape with stone green and blue, and the whole painting is bright and eye-catching.

Lieutenant General Lao Lang handed back the painting, thinking that he only had one piece of colored ink, and he couldn't draw anything after all, his eyes rolled slightly, and he said with a smile: "Girl, I won't tell anyone about how you can make colored ink, so can you make me a few more pieces of colored ink?" I don't take advantage of you, I will never return the price of each piece of colored ink. ”

Song Shuyun didn't plan to accept Lao Langzhong's silver, after all, he would have to rely on him for medical treatment in the future. After thinking about it, Grandpa Zhang opened his mouth and asked for fifty taels. This is still due to the fact that the old man wants to see a doctor for his granddaughter and keep it a secret, which is much lower.

Otherwise, if a piece of colored ink is put on the market, it is possible to sell tens of thousands of taels of gold.

Lao Langzhong was obviously very happy, fifty taels was a piece of cake for him, and immediately asked the medicine boy to take fifty taels of silver and hand it to Grandpa Zhang, who gave Song Shuyun a penny and let her carry it in his cloth bag.

"It's a coincidence that you came here this time, someone sent me a Ganoderma lucidum a few days ago, and this is a gift to you." As soon as Lao Langzhong said this, Song Shuyun was a little flattered, and waved his hand again and again: "I can't accept it, this is too precious." ”

Lao Langzhong also waved his hand and said: "Compared with color ink, Ganoderma lucidum is not worth mentioning. You accept it with peace of mind, don't be uneasy. What's more, this medicine is good for your body, take it. With that, the medicine boy wrapped the lingzhi and handed it to Song Shuyun.

Song Shuyun held it in his hand very gratefully, and saluted to Lao Lang Zhongfu, who said with a smile: "Girl, I also have selfish intentions, I just hope that you can sell me all the existing color ink." ”

"It's natural." Song Shuyun smiled softly, said goodbye to Lao Langzhong and followed his grandfather back.

The old man smiled with the color ink, and the medicine boy grinned, it was no surprise that his master loved the color ink so much, but he was still a little puzzled: "Master, you said that the girl has such a stunt, why don't you want to make it public and let you keep it secret, you are too generous, and the best Lingzhi is given away." ”

"You know what? How can a mere Ganoderma lucidum be valuable? You must know that this color ink is priceless, not to mention a piece of Ganoderma lucidum, before there was no general public, it was not worth more than a piece of Ganoderma lucidum. ”

Lao Langzhong even understood why Song Shuyun wanted to hide his identity, and gave her Lingzhi in the hope that she could get better as soon as possible.

Song Shuyun was surprised when he went back and touched fifty taels, so he earned fifty taels? She predicted that Caimo would make money, but she didn't expect it to make so much money!

One piece is fifty taels, if she makes ten or eight yuan, won't she make a fortune?

Song Shuyun couldn't help but smile while holding the silver, Grandpa Zhang glanced back and shook his head dotingly-this girl is good at anything, she just loves money too much, fortunately she didn't get to the point of losing proportion, otherwise he was really worried about his granddaughter going down some crooked path.