Erwuhe and Aunt Su both looked at Xiaoyu and Zhu Shengsheng in surprise. No wonder there was so much salt in this cup of tea. But Xiao ancestor, you can't put a little less.

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said, "It's too hot, can you let me drink it a little slower?"

"No wonder your seven surnames don't take our royal family seriously. Even if a guest comes, I personally cook tea, but I'm picky, bitter, salty, and hot! What a great family of great power!"

The little girl saw that he had made Wang Hua feel embarrassed just now, and she was holding on and venting her anger on her.

Wang Hua looked at her angry look with her waist on her back. She almost wanted to run out and laugh.

After pressing this big hat, drink it, it is not as calm as before. After drinking it, my stomach feels like it is turning into a river. No, I have to breathe a sigh of relief, but I am afraid I should not think about it at the Wang family today. He bowed and said, "I have finished saying what I said today, I will say goodbye."

"I'm not far away to send it away, but don't make a name for the little princess." Wang Hua said. The problem is not big. Even if some forces are not good for Wang Hua, it is impossible to make things difficult for Xiao Yuzhen. It does not have much political significance. On the contrary, it may attract revenge from powerful forces, which is not worth the loss. It is mainly afraid of some extremely poor people. Usually, Wang Hua is not at home, especially once the soldiers in the palace are summoned to practice, Wang Hua is even busier. Now the small house he bought is just an Aunt Su, plus two weak women of Xiao Yuzhen. If he has evil intentions, he will appear unexpectedly.

But it was strange that the letters were sent out by fast horses and were not born. This is a river road, not a Longyou road, and it takes a month to go back and forth in the Hexi Corridor. Why has Li Dan sent no one to pick him up until now?

Mr. Zhu nodded and left the Wang family with Wang Zihe. Aunt Su was still looking at Xiao Yuzhen in fear, Little Princess?

This reaction is normal. Most people think it is amazing when they see the county magistrate. Besides, the royal nobles.

Wang Hua said again: "Aunt Su, you must not reveal your identity as the little princess.

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Aunt Su nodded.

Wang Hua sat down. What does Mr. Zhu mean by the seven surnames, the Wang family is the Wang family?

Suddenly, when he heard a giggle, Xiaoyu laughed happily beside him, happy for the prank he had just made.

Wang Hua said: "Princess, remember it. It is okay to joke once or twice a day, but it cannot be too much. The more you are, the more you cannot underestimate it."

"Why?" After thinking for a while, Xiaoyu suddenly realized: "It's better to touch a gentleman than offend a villain."

"No. He is a villain and gentleman, but it is best to offend such people less." Wang Hua shook his head. This kind of person is a think tank, and it doesn't matter under normal circumstances. If he is really humiliated, revenge is more terrifying than aristocratic families, especially he can use the resources of the Wang family. He said: "Do you still remember Fan Sui's incident during the Warring States Period?"

"You said he is Fan Sui?"

"It may not be true, but the princess must not be arrogant about such talents in the future."

The little girl nodded.

Wang Hua didn't say anything and continued to think about his thoughts.

After Mr. Zhu came out of the Wang family, he returned to Taiyuan. He said it, and it lost its meaning if he said too much. I believe that the young man would pay attention to it in the end. He was even less angry. On the contrary, he felt very embarrassed. He was careful all his life and this time he had a big embarrassment. But he didn't understand why Xiangwang let his daughter come to Fante? He carefully analyzed the matter in the capital. It is reasonable that Xiangwang is extremely dissatisfied with Wang Hua now. So he thought hard, but along the way, his high-IQ head almost broke it and didn't even understand it.

However, Wang Zihe stayed in Fante for three days and completely understood some of Wang Hua's eight new songs before leaving. But when he left, the corner of his mouth moved and finally did not say it. Although he heard Mr. Zhu say that Xiang Wang seemed to be not very satisfied with Wang Hua. The prospects for Wang Hua's marriage are worrying.

But he had heard that Xiaoyu had really lived in Fante for three days. In order to find Wang Hua, he became a little beggar. With this feeling, Wang Hua would not refuse. The King of Xiang was probably helpless. Therefore, his niece still had no chance.

On the sixth day of the fifth month, the soldiers gathered again.

Wang Hua stood up and said, "Weapons and armor, and war horses, you should have seen and heard it. Now I set a rule to compete every ten days. The first hundred people will get all weapons and armor, and the best one hundred of the more than 500 war horses. Then, in the second ten days, we will select the twenty behind among the people who have already won to return the weapons of the war horses. We will select these eighty people and choose one hundred people to get the remaining best war horses and weapons and armor. Until the end of the practice."

"But this is not for you, but I give you the right to use it. First, be sure to keep it safe. If it is damaged or lost, it will be dealt with by military law. Second, during the second training, the three hundred people behind will be picked out and redistributed. The rules are still the original rules. Do you understand?"

"I understand!" But the soldiers looked at each other one by one. Wang Hua understood what he meant. If you want to get the best, you must practice hard. Even if you get it, you have to practice hard, otherwise these weapons, armor and war horses will not be guaranteed. You are kind-hearted.

"Practice!" Wang Hua said and left. Leave this to Kong Heizi.

So the devilish practice began. In the afternoon, I realized that "Xue Rengui's skills" were difficult to learn, and they all were so tired that they wanted to lie down.

Wang Hua walked in again, gathered everyone together, and said, "I told you the last time that I would give you a way to make a living. Now I will do it, you will be optimistic."

It’s not porcelain, because porcelain clay and porcelain body are too troublesome. These men have no basic foundations. The lacquer materials are a little easier to make, but it is still a basic problem. In addition to this, there is also a transportation cost. Now in the northern border. There are many places where there is mountain roads, and the transportation cost is increased, and the profit margin will inevitably shrink. Therefore, it must be small and easy to carry goods.

But Wang Hua doesn't know anything except handicrafts. He just turned to the Four Treasures of the Study, but he didn't have any inkstones, good inkstones, Duan inkstones, materials Guangdong, inkstones, materials Anhui, Wujin inkstones, Meishan, Lingyan inkstones, Jiangsu, but Yizhou inkstones is closest to Fante County and is also separated by countless mountains.

The paper technology is too complicated, but I only figured out the paper, but the formula was handed out. Now it is common in the world and there is no profit.

Therefore, Wang Hua’s idea is to ink and pen.

The first is ink. In Chinese history, the ancients began to use black stone fat, that is, graphite, to make ink. Later, they felt uncomfortable when writing. So they used lacquer smoke and pine and ink to form a ball. They used grinding juice. In the Three Kingdoms, they began to learn to use glue. By the Tang Dynasty, the technology went one step further, using the method of Korea to fry the paste with ancient pine smoke and deer glue juice. It became the mainstream of Tang Dynasty.

But Mo had not reached the peak of technology in the Tang Dynasty.

It was not until Li Chengsi, the Southern Tang Dynasty, pioneered the production of oil smoke ink, and the peak of ink really came. Zhang Yu of the Song Dynasty added gold foil to ink again, called dragon fragrance agent. At this time, ink had almost deviated from the scope of ink, with beautiful shapes and expensive prices, which were no longer affordable for ordinary people. Then in the Ming Dynasty, orchid and cotton cigarettes were added. In this process, countless ink making masters appeared since the Tang Dynasty. It was not until the reform and reform that the Chinese people began to use ink. The ink making industry was gradually eliminated.

The material Wang Hua had already asked someone to buy it, and the kiln for burning oil smoke was also built. The first thing he taught these soldiers to make was oil smoke ink. This is also a technical skill. Take the old technique of pine and build a kiln. The kiln is topped with wooden boards. Use mud seals on the outside to leave the cigarette door and air outlet holes. The fire must be strictly controlled. After the fire is ceased, take the cigarette from the cigarette door, and the farther away from the fire is the best. The cigarette is sieve with fine silk, enter the cylinder, add dragon brain bear gall and mix it with glue, and grind it with iron. The prepared ink is buried in the ash for several days, and then dry and takes it out to prevent breakage. After taking it out, polish it and brightly, it is the finished product.

Later, Wang Hua also planned to teach them how to make orchid smoke and black and lacquer smoke ink. The lacquer smoke ink was invented by Cheng Junfang of the Ming Dynasty. With tung oil smoke and lacquer, the ink made is "hard and shiny, dark and moist, licking the pen without glue, and not dizzy when it is put into paper." The quality of the ink has arrived here, just like climbing a mountain to the top of Kunlun Mountain and reaching the peak of the peak.

But the made ink is not sold in a pack of paper, and no matter how good the thing is, it cannot be sold at a price. Some exquisite pictures are also required to draw on the ink. In the Qing Dynasty, it appeared in exquisite ink cartridges. For example, a small imperial gold-patterned ink inscription "Four Pavilions of the Neijing" in his previous life. The auction price reached nearly 400,000 yuan. Not only is the ink good, but the ink has beautiful gold characters on it, which is an excellent calligraphy work. The ink cartridge is a lid box with ink lacquer gold-patterned cloud dragon pattern. It is also an exquisite lacquerware.

In short, once the new ink is successfully produced, it will cause a sensation and the profits will be quite high. However, these soldiers in the palace are still ignorant, watching the painting teachings, and after teaching, Wang Hua distinguishes them again, who knows how to craft, paint, and engrave them. These people will focus on cultivating them.

On the second day, a batch of new ink came out and buried ashes.

But that night, Wang Hua returned home and welcomed several guests. It should not be guests. They were all maids in the palace of the Prince of Xiang, which was the other courtyard where Wang Hua lived, as well as two father-in-laws, and four or five guards. Everyone knew them, and they were worried about Wang Hua's small courtyard. Just this big place, how many people live.

When he saw Wang Hua coming, one of the eunuchs handed a letter to Wang Hua. Wang Hua opened it and saw that it was not written by Xiang Wang, but by Li Longji. The letter said, since my sister has gone to you, please take good care of her for me.

Wherever Wang Hua stood in a daze and took care of her, this must not be what Li Longji meant, and he couldn't make the decision, but what does Xiang Wang mean to do this?

At this time, the man asked publicly: "Emperor Wang, there is one thing that must be arranged. Where should I stay at night?"

Wang Hua was stunned again, and after a while, he said, "Well, I have something to discuss with you. Do you think it's done?"

"Please give orders."

"You one has money on you. Can you lend me some money and pay it up first and return it to you in a few days."

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