These materials are stirred in a mixer, so it saves a lot of effort. After stirring clockwise and counterclockwise for a few minutes, Zhou Yu found that the smoke and glue inside, as well as other Chinese herbal medicines and other materials, had been fully integrated and turned into a black mud-like shape, which is also called ink mud.

At this moment, the ink mud that was fused with all the materials emitted a faint fragrance, which made Tang Huairen's face reveal a hint of surprise. "This ink grass juice really has a great effect, and these ink muds began to emit that unique fragrance."

Lin Xiuyuan also smiled and nodded, "The refreshing fragrance of ink can indeed make ink better by relying on the refreshing fragrance of ink alone."

After all the ingredients turned into ink mud, with the help of Zhou Yu and others, Tang Huairen poured the ink mud in the mixer into an iron mortar next to it, which was similar to the kind of thing that pounded medicine, but it was much bigger.

Then, Tang Huairen began to rub and beat the ink mud to make the ink mud fully squeezed and become tighter.

However, after rubbing and hitting for a while, Tang Huairen took a breath and shook his head with a smile, "I'm so old. I haven't been active for a long time. If it were a few years ago, I could beat several buckets of this ink mud in one breath."

Zhou Yu walked up with a smile, "Old Tang, I see that the technicality of rubbing ink mud is not as strong as the previous steps, so I will leave it to me. I looked around for a while just now and knew the key points."

Since this was the first test of Ink Grass juice, they came to a separate workshop and did not let others come. After all, even if the test was successful, this ink made of Ink Grass juice could not be produced in large quantities and could only be circulated in the circle of friends for the time being.

"Yes, Lao Tang, let me leave the work of pounding the moniker to Xiaoyu. You are here to guide you. I believe that it is only good for mo, no harm." At this time, Lin Xiuyuan also smiled and said.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, let me leave it to you, this is the case first..." Tang Huairen nodded and demonstrated to Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu nodded and began to rub it with his hands. His current physical fitness is different from before. The hardness of the rubbing was greater than that of Tang Huairen. Soon, the whole ink mud was beaten very firmly.

Then, he listened to Tang Huairen's words and poured the ink mud in the iron mortar on a chopping board next to it. However, he first applied a layer of rapeseed oil to the chopping board, including his hands, which was to prevent the ink mud from sticking to each other when the knock was hit.

Putting it on the chopping board, Zhou Yu began to hit it with an iron hammer. After a while, the ink mud was beaten and rubbed into a cake shape by him. At this time, you can see that the ink mud became more delicate than before and also increased its toughness. At this point, the ink mud also became an ink blank that could make ink.

He also beat and kneaded the two different ink muds one by one into cake shapes. The pine smoke ink and oil smoke ink can be seen from the color of the ink mud.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, stop, let's take a break first." Tang Huairen waved his hand at Zhou Yu, then walked to the chopping board, touched two pieces of ink mud with his hand, and said with a surprised look: "This ink mud is more delicate than what the best master in our factory beats. Xiaoyu, if you don't come to work in my factory, it will be a waste of resources." In the end, he joked.

Nie Wenshan couldn't help laughing, "Old Tang, just be whimsical. Your small broken factory can't accommodate Xiaoyu's mountain."

"Yes, even if you give the factory to Xiaoyu, he doesn't have to. It's too troublesome and it's too slow to make money." Xu Minghua said half-jokingly.

It's really simple for Zhou Yu to make money. Hu Zi and Dabao Xiaobao can just shoot an endorsement, which is comparable to the income of this factory for a long time.

After a while of joke, Tang Huairen took everyone outside for a while, then walked into the workshop again and started the next step. Next, he began to cut the cake-shaped ink mud with a knife and put it on a small balance for weighing. One ingot of ink was two taels.

After weighing several ink ingots, he smiled and asked Zhou Yu, "Xiaoyu, let's make the ink for you first, what pattern do you want to print on the ink ingots."

Zhou Yu thought for a while, and then said, "Since one person has six pieces of ink, each type of three pieces, then I can print the three friends of the cold ink ink in the pine smoke, and the three mountains among the three mountains and five mountains on the oil smoke ink. I don't know if it's okay."

Tang Huairen laughed loudly, "These are common ink ingot patterns. There are many patterns in the factory here. There are inks on the world, we have them here, and we have them here."

"But based on my inference, I have prepared a little more raw materials before. These ink mud can almost produce three more ink ingots. You took out this ink grass juice, so I will give it to you. In this way, the pine and smoke ink are printed with plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, and the oil smoke ink are printed with Wuyue. Look at what, Lao Lin, you should have no objection."

"Haha, okay, Lao Tang, you dare to secretly get some more raw materials. You must want to keep these three ink ingots by yourself." At this time, Nie Wenshan couldn't help but joke.

Hearing Nie Wenshan's words, Tang Huairen glared, "Old man Nie, do you believe it or not, I will print three pigs on you in the ink."

"Don't, I didn't say anything." Nie Wenshan waved his hand quickly and printed three pigs. That was really funny.

"Haha, we have no objection. Xiaoyu took out the ink grass juice, which is the case. What's more, the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, can't let them separate, and the Five Mountains are more magnificent than the Three Mountains." Lin Xiuyuan said.

"Then I'll thank you for the old men. Mr. Tang, just follow what you said." Zhou Yu nodded and agreed.

"Okay, wait first, I'll find the corresponding ink mold. Lao Lin, any pattern you want can be found on the shelf first and stick to the label." Tang Huairen smiled, stood up, and found the ink mold pattern Zhou Yu needed.

Then, he handed over the weighed ink ingot to Zhou Yu and guided him to continue beating, rubbing and hitting the cake-shaped ink ingot into a cylindrical shape. Under the workbench, there is an electric stove that can soften the hardened ink ingot again, which is conducive to the next step of work.

After turning the ink ingot into a cylindrical shape, Zhou Yu put it into the ink mold. In this ink mold, there are patterns of plum blossoms, and the entire ink mold is top, bottom, left and right, which can truly turn the ink ingot into a painting.

The next work was handed over to Tang Huairen, assembled the ink module, placed it under the press, and started pressing. This is also the most critical. The pressure must increase slowly to allow the ink block to be better shaped.

After squeezing, Tang Huairen placed the ink mold on the ground and continued to press with other ink molds. These pressed ink ingots need to be cooled and fixed before they can be taken out. Otherwise, taking out in a soft state will destroy the printed pattern.

With Zhou Yu's help, the work of knocking the ink mud became very fast, which also accelerated their ink making speed.

Soon, Zhou Yu's nine ink ingots, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemums, and Wuyue patterns were made. At this time, Lin Xiuyuan and others also found the pattern they needed and took the ink mold over.

Some of them chose poems, some chose landscape patterns, and some chose other types of ink molds. Xu Minghua, an antique master, also talked about the collection of ink molds. Some ink molds are not available in factories or others, so they have certain collection value. Moreover, when making ink, they can also be directly taken out for others to use.

"By the way, Xiaoyu, if you have time, you can learn carving. I took the Haoran righteous calligraphy you wrote before and made a set of ink molds, but the feeling is much different from your calligraphy. Perhaps my carving and calligraphy skills are not enough." At this time, Tang Huairen, who was assembling ink molds, seemed to have thought of something and said.

Xu Minghua showed curiosity on his face, "Oh, Lao Tang, you actually made the ink mold of Zhou Yu's calligraphy. Have you made the ink? Let's see."

"I'm in the factory collection room, I'll take you to see it later, but it feels a lot worse." Tang Huairen shook his head and said.

"Not everyone can write Xiaoyu's righteousness, even if he imitates the handwriting, he will feel a little worse." Lin Xiuyuan nodded, just like a calligraphy written by a person, others copied it. Even if he copied it for a long time, he sometimes could not achieve both form and spirit.

Just like Wang Xizhi's calligraphy, there are countless copying people, and almost everyone who learns calligraphy has to copy it. However, from ancient times to the present, there are not many people who can reach a high degree of similarity to Wang Xizhi's calligraphy.

"Since Mr. Tang has spoken, I will take the time to learn carving next, but I can't guarantee when I can learn it." Zhou Yu smiled. It's better to learn it. It's also a glorious thing to have the calligraphy he wrote on the ink ingot.

"Haha, with your understanding, as long as you learn, you will definitely learn it." Tang Huairen laughed.

It was not until the evening that they had finished making and pressing all of the more than 30 ink ingots. At this time, the finished ink taken out also exuded the unique aroma of ink grass juice, and the color and quality of the ink ingots were obviously better than the fine ink made in factories.

"These inks made from ink grass juice are really unique, far exceeding the best ink ingots I have ever seen. The words written with them will definitely be amazing." Tang Huairen said with great emotion.

"Old Tang, this first batch of ink is used for collection. You can quickly make the next batch of ink. We will use it for writing next year." Nie Wenshan said. Only after the ink ingot is completely dried and turned into a finished product can it achieve perfect writing. Although the ink mud can also be used in the state of ink mud, the effect will be much worse.

"Although these ink ingots will not be used until next year, I will make a small amount of ink for the next experiment to see the fluency of writing. Although it is not as good as ink ingots, it can also speed up the experiment. When the experiment is almost done, it will make it into ink ingots."

At this time, Tang Huairen smiled and said that experiments do not necessarily require making ink ingots. Using the same material to make a small amount of ink, it is both convenient and fast.

"That's true. We have focused our attention on the ink ingots before, but we have forgotten the convenient and fast method of ink. You can make some ink in the past two days and let's experiment."

Lin Xiuyuan nodded. They all wanted to use the ink made from ink grass juice as soon as possible. What would the effect of the writing be? Now it has been a long time in advance.

"Haha, I forgot, and now I can't wait to write in ink." Nie Wenshan also nodded in agreement.

"This is natural. The production of ink is much simpler than ink ingots. Xiaoyu finally came to me. How could he do it without leaving a piece of calligraphy?" Tang Huairen said with a smile with a smile on his face.

"Haha, you old man, you have a good plan." Xu Minghua couldn't help but point at Tang Huairen and cursed.

Afterwards, Tang Huairen took the made ink to the factory ink drying workshop and placed it alone on a shelf. This is the drying place for high-quality ink, and ordinary people cannot come in.

This does not mean that you only need to dry it next. When some ink is squeezed in the mold, there will be some burrs on the edges. Therefore, when the ink ingot is dried until 30% dry, it needs to be treated with frustrated edges.

After drying, you need to fill in color and gold according to the pattern above. After completing this step, a piece of ink ingot can be considered to be completed.

In the end, Tang Huairen took them to the factory's collection room, where they were filled with some memorable ink or other things, including several Haoran Zhengqi ink ingots he made, which were also included.

When they saw the four big characters Haoran Zhengqi on these ink ingots, Lin Xiuyuan and others shook their heads separately. This feeling was indeed incomparable to the calligraphy written by Zhou Yu last time, but it also had some meaning.

Some of them took out their mobile phones, took out the photo of the calligraphy, and compared it with each other, and it felt even bigger.

Therefore, they especially hope that Zhou Yu can learn to carve as soon as possible. When the time comes, they can get the ink ingot printed with Zhou Yu's calligraphy. Whether it is used or collected, it is exciting.

After reading the ink ingots, Zhou Yu and his friends returned to Tang Huairen's house, looking forward to the completion of the ink production, which will allow them to realize their wish now.

I guess they will stay for another two days. After the ink is experimented, they will leave She County and return to Jingcheng. This trip is indeed worth it.
Chapter completed!