"That's the truth." Lao Zhao also said.

"It's just a little secret. It's just a trick at most. If you are willing to learn it, I'll let Qingjin teach you." Qingjin smiled and saw that all the big carp were moved away. Qingjin also greeted the little ones.

Qinghu and others went back together.

"Xiao Hu'er, I estimated that this batch of six-bearded black carp weighs about five thousand kilograms. I heard that you also caught about four thousand kilograms of large grass carp last time. Are there any other fish in this lake?

?Do the little fish you raise have food to eat?" Qingjin asked.

"There are a lot of fish in this lake. The little fish said that there are other fish entering the lake every day." Qinghu said.

"From the underground river?" Qingjin frowned slightly.

"yes."

"Will any of them want to go ashore?" Qingjin asked.

"It shouldn't be the case here. The little fish will just swim down there if they have nothing to do." Qinghu said.

"Swim a circle? Around the peninsula?" Qingjin asked.

"yes."

Qing Jin secretly thought: No wonder there are few ferocious beasts and wild beasts to harass us here. There is a backer under the water. This is it.

The big fish were all dragged into the village, and it was still the same puddle. The grass carp had long since died heroically, and the few remaining warriors were also slightly sluggish. However, the carp that had just entered the pit were all lively and energetic, and they had just entered the pit.

The original big grass carps were crowded into dark corners.

The big grass carp burst into tears. The new enemy has finally arrived. Oh well, we can live a few more days.

Qingjin and others stood in front of the pit, and many mortals also picked up tools.

"Should we start processing it now? Then freeze it directly in a big box." Qingyi asked.

"Okay, let's start right away. Make the fish pieces for parents first, and sell the remaining live fish," Qing Jin said.

So the slaughter started again.

Fish blood, fish offal and fish offal are separated separately. Fish scales are counted separately as materials.

Buckets of fish blood were filled and placed in the place designated by Zhou Ji. Then Zhou Ji put them into herbal bags one by one. The original smell of blood soon turned into the elegant fragrance of ink. "These talismans made of fish blood

Can the ink be sold?" Qingqing came closer and asked curiously.

"Of course it can, and it can be sold for a big price." Zhou Ji said.

"Brother Zhou, I didn't expect that you, a doctor, can actually make fu ink. It's really amazing." Qingyi raised his thumb and praised.

"Hahaha, I learned it all from my grandpa. My grandpa knows a lot of things. I have learned a little bit of everything, but I am not very proficient in it. I can make this kind of ordinary ink, but no matter how exquisite it is,

I can't use some talismans." Zhou Ji explained to Qingyi with a smile.

"How much can the ink be sold for?" Qingzhen asked curiously.

"One kilogram can be sold for five hundred red gold coins. The most expensive material for making talismans is the blood of ferocious beasts. Apart from the blood of ferocious beasts, other materials are not very valuable." Zhou Ji explained to Qin Zhen.

"Five hundred red gold coins?" Qingyi exclaimed, "Last time we packed fish blood and sold it to the post office, we only bought fifteen red gold coins for one pound of animal blood. That postman guy is too evil."

"It's not sold for less. The ninth-level beast blood purchased here in Donghuang is all at that price. Only when it is refined into talisman ink is it truly valuable." Old Zhao said.

"Then it would be a huge loss if we just sell the materials." Qingqing said angrily.

"If you don't know how to make talisman ink, you will naturally lose money by selling animal blood alone. Otherwise, why would most people attach great importance to inheritance? With the inheritance of talisman ink making, at least generations of people will not worry about starving to death." Lao Zhao was envious.

said.

"These are just some small skills." Zhou Ji laughed and continued to put in the materials.

"Is this kind of animal blood put into the material package considered to be talisman ink?" Qing Jing asked again.

"Not yet. Such semi-finished products still need to settle for a period of time, at least three days. Several packages of materials need to be put in during these three days," Zhou Ji said.

"Oh, that's it." Qingyi looked confused. "This seems quite interesting. Brother Zhou, can you teach me how to make fu ink?"

Zhou Ji felt a little embarrassed after hearing this. He was afraid that Qingqing would ask like this just now.

"Fourth brother, you don't need to learn." Qing Hu said.

"Why don't I learn?" Qingqing looked at Qing Xiaohu puzzled.

"Fu Mo is mainly about spiritual power. From now on, you can mix the fish blood into fish meat, fish offal, black potatoes, etc. Chop it, chop it, stir it, and the mixed paste will be better than any other Fu Mo.

It all works.”

"Really or not?" Qingqing looked at her little sister suspiciously.

"How about you try it yourself."

"Then I'll give it a try." Qingqing made a wooden basin and poured in a large amount of fish brains, fish offal, fish blood, and black potatoes, and then oh oh oh, the smell was disgusting and sticky.

Qingqing was almost put off. "Can this kind of thing really be used as a talisman?"

"It's definitely much easier to use than Fu Mo." Qing Hu nodded.

"Brother, does this thing really work?" Qingqing retched a few times and then asked his eldest brother.

"I don't know, how about I try." Qingjin thought for a while, then took out a stack of blank talisman paper from her storage bag. Then she took out her spare talisman pen and dipped it in the disgusting and weird black and red talisman ink.

I drew a black water talisman with a brush.

Then he activated the talisman, and a large stream of black water filled with corrosive and poisonous aura surged out directly from the talisman. Wherever the black water touched, vegetation immediately died, and insects and birds died.

Black water rushed out of the talisman in an endless stream. The total amount was three to four times more than the ninth-level black water talisman he had ever drawn. After the experiment was effective, Qingjin quickly used the fire talisman to directly drain all the black water.

Burn it down so that it doesn't continue to corrode the ground.

"It's really good Fu Mo!! It just looks a little disgusting." Qing Jin said.

Zhou Ji was dumbfounded when he saw it. "Is this okay? Is this a stench of fumo?"

"It's definitely OK. What is Fu Mo? I feel like it's a spiritual mixture that needs to be a little sticky. It would be better to add some blood." Qing Hu said.

"That makes sense." Qingjin thought about it and immediately agreed. "But if Xiao Huer's idea is true, we will have many more things that we can use to make ink in the future."

"Yeah, it's nothing to be disgusted with. It's important to be able to make talisman ink without using a formula. But, how can we ensure that this kind of mishmash will not deteriorate like the serious talisman ink? If the materials in it have deteriorated, what's the point?

Can it be used?" Lao Zhao asked curiously.

"You guys try it, I don't know how to keep it fresh, or how to preserve the aura in the ingredients?" Qing Xiaohu shrugged, as if I don't care about this.

Qingjin burst into laughter.

"Okay, I'll study it."

"Add me, add me. I'm also very curious." Zhou Ji said.
Chapter completed!