"Yes".

Falling rain responded, turned around and hurried away, and after a while, falling rain came with pen and ink.

Lin Jie crouched in front of the desk, and a group of elders and disciples surrounded him curiously, secretly looking forward to it in their hearts.

did not put down the pen in a hurry, first folded the rice paper into a square Tianzi grid, and then dipped the ink and licked the pen, Lin Jie began to put down the pen.

A horizontal and a sweep on the rice paper unfolded, as if there were black lotus flowers on the white earth, between the rendering of pen and ink, the ink fell into the sea like a drop of water, penetrating the slightest ripple on the rice paper, smooth as jade on the rice paper, the ink became more and more black and bright, like a fair lady in black dancing on the rice paper, like a humble gentleman, sharp edges and corners, gentle and more resolute.

Treasure of China!

Lin Jie wrote down the four big characters of Chinese treasures on rice paper, the four big characters are ever-changing, the backbone is reserved, the momentum is beautiful, and it jumps on the paper!

Black and white, dripping and vivid!

"Hiss"

The elders gasped, their pupils shook slightly, and their hearts were already shocked, and a strong sense of joy poured out.

"This, this, this..... It's amazing, isn't it?"

Lin Jie smiled indifferently, put down his pen with satisfaction, and heard the praise of the elders, there was no reason to rise to pride in his heart, this rice paper is tough and moist, light but not slippery, and the layers are clear, it is indeed the treasure of the ancients who have been around for thousands of years.

"Old man come and try"

Gurremor shook his hands, and his heart had been waiting for a long time, and he couldn't wait to grab the brush immediately, and try Fang Xiu, so anxious that he stood out and was uneasy.

Catching a glimpse of Gu Rui's anxious expression, Lin Jie also snickered in his heart, and handed the pen to Gu Rui to satisfy his eagerness to try.

Hurriedly took the brush, Gu Rui was about to put down the pen, Lin Jie intimately pressed the inkstone on the top, Gu Rui was happy in his heart, and secretly said that there was so much attention to this rice paper before the pen, I couldn't help but be poetic, and a flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, if God helped.

Write down the low eyebrows and Shu Xue sleeves.

Slender fingers touch like a butterfly.

White clothes with ink hair and tassel rolls.

The wind is clear and willow rhyme lies on the wind lotus.

Pick up the pen and drop the wrist, a poem comes easily, the ink lingers, the blue and white ink is sprinkled, the silk embroidery fine characters exude the fragrance of ink, the fallen leaves in the courtyard Shi Shiran fall on the rice paper, Gu Rui's heart is surging, immersed in it, and can not extricate himself.

"Good poems, good words"

Lin Jie was amazed in his heart, Gu Rui's handwriting was not as wide as Lin Jie's, and there was a sense of sharpness everywhere, but like a woman's handwriting and silk embroidery, the pen was round, faintly revealing a sense of moderation and elegance, but it seemed to be in harmony with heaven and earth, gentle as jade, and the handwriting was old, without any sense of pretentiousness.

"Master, you are really immortal, you can make such a good thing!"

Gu Rui loved it very much, and couldn't help but admire.

Hearing this, Lin Jie laughed loudly and said: "This rice paper is not so simple, not only the writing and painting are full of energy, can freely express the charm of pen and ink and the artistic conception of the painting, and its biggest advantage is that it is not rotten for thousands of years, not moth-eaten, and durable, strong aging resistance, not easy to change color, and has been fragrant for thousands of years, its rhyme still exists, and its god is still there."

"A thousand years without corruption! No insects, no moths! ”

The shock in the hearts of the elders and disciples had reached the extreme, the existing bamboo slips had been handed down for thousands of years, either damp and rotten, or eaten by insects, and most of the ink on the bamboo slips had been worn out, and some of the handwriting had been blurred, making it extremely difficult to preserve them well.

But this rice paper completely avoids these shortcomings, and the bamboo slips are difficult to carry with their hands, literati and ink writers often hold in their arms, when the poetry is high, it is not troublesome, and how can there be such a charm, the appearance of this rice paper, will inevitably make those who love poetry, like to paint the literati to break the head!

Thinking about it, all the elders and disciples were excited, and Gu Rui couldn't help but say: "Boss, right now, the enrollment ceremony of each sect is about to be held, many children of the family, literati and ink writers have arrived, although my Xia Kingdom is a martial country, but there are not a few people who like to paint and poet, Qingyang Town must be overcrowded, we will launch the rice paper, when the time comes, it will definitely be snatched up, and it is hot." ”

Lin Jie smiled indifferently, the role of rice paper is far from being so simple, if these rice papers can be spread all over ordinary people's homes, everyone can read and write, that is really exciting, in fact, compared to money, Lin Jie's idea is more of a spiritual sublimation.

Since ancient times, the literati and writers, Zheng Zheng iron bones, Dan heart and bold, Wen can lift the pen to settle the world, Wu can step on the horse, he wants to gather his sons of a hundred schools of learning, create a new school, let the doctrines take root in the Shenwu Continent, do not move a knife and a gun, you can attack the city, kill the enemy invisibly!

This Shenwu Continent is too bland, there is no literati and ink writers, scheming, only a group of reckless men who claim to be brave generals like guys fighting and killing, pedantic and bloody, it is too boring, relive a life, he wants to let the literati ascend to the elegant hall, so that the world's heroes really pay attention to my literati style!

With such a reverie in his heart, Lin Jiedun felt that although the road ahead was confused like fog, it was a good thing to have a goal, "I have already made a decision in my heart, and now you continue to increase production, and strive for the enrollment ceremony in ten days, so that all the celebrities of rice paper will know!" ”

"As for the price of rice paper, it is set at a copper coin of five yuan" Lin Jie thought for a while and set the price for the rice paper.

This price, for the poor literati and scholars, can be said to be within the affordable range, hoarding cookies, seeking huge profits, that is the behavior of a businessman, he disdains this, if everyone is ill-intentioned, then the world, where is human nature.

Nowadays, the most important thing is to make the name of rice paper, expand the spread of rice paper, and improve the influence of rice paper.

The hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

There are interests, and more businessmen and wealthy people will definitely come to hear the news, and then it will be the real quarrel and interest disputes.

"Penny?"

All the elders and disciples were dissatisfied, such a good thing, even if the price was set high, I believe that there would be a lot of people who would buy it, and they would definitely not spare money, so that the Holy Cloud Sect would definitely be able to make a lot of money, which was enough to make the Holy Cloud Sect change its face, but why did the head of the sect set the price so low?

Lin Jie had already thought that this would be the result, he stood with his hands in his hands, smiled slightly, and said: "I believe that you are all puzzled, and you don't understand why the price of rice paper is set so low, and I have the following three questions, I want you to answer."

When the disciples heard that the head wanted them to ask for advice, they were all flattered, scratched their heads shyly, and sat cross-legged one by one, their faces excited, listening carefully to Lin Jie's questions.

"How much is the world going down to?"

"Ten thousands".

"The Rich and the Poor"

"The good and the bad are mixed, most of them are poor, they don't have enough to eat, and they don't have enough clothes"

"Are all people equal?"

"People are divided into three, six, nine and so on, the warriors are respectful, and the literati are lowly"

"What is the meaning of rice paper?"

"I care about the literati and the people, and the people with lofty ideals".

"Is food expensive in the world?"

"Expensive, but moderate".

"What is the meaning of the people of the world?"

"The people also carry the boat, and the people also overturn."

Everyone shook violently, and vaguely understood something.

Yes, I don't know how many bones are excellent, most of them are from ordinary families, the royal clan is a minority after all, the price of rice paper is reduced, small profits are quick turnover, not only can not fish the people, but can greatly improve the influence of the Holy Cloud Sect in the minds of the people, just imagine, the rice paper taken by the people is exactly the same as the one in the hands of those clan magnates, the price is the same, undoubtedly planted a fire of pride and pride in their hearts!

The Holy Cloud Sect must be loved by thousands of people, and the sons and daughters of their family, all the cultivators who have measured the root bones, must be the first to send them to the Holy Cloud Sect!

In this world where people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, how precious is the word equality! What was unimaginable in the past is now said in the mouth of the master, and with the mysterious and unpredictable means of the master, they are extremely confident that this thing can definitely be realized!

Everyone thinks about it, but they only feel that they are stupid, and they are carried away by the immediate interests, and the head is the real wisdom and foolishness, thinking about the long term!

Now in their hearts, the admiration for the head of the sect is incomprehensible, and the head of the secret path is really a demon in his mind, and he is a pedantic man!

"Elder Gurry, you can join the two elders to do it."

Lin Jie smiled slightly.

Gu Rui's eyes were scorching, he arched his hands excitedly, and there was a storm in his heart, so he turned around and hurriedly discussed the marketing model with several elders.