Martial Arts and Long Life Start From Inner Alchemy

After everyone broke up, the village head found Wang Sheng.

Wang Sheng knew the purpose of the village chief: Light it with tung oil or pine branches...to collect soot...

Whether it is tung oil or pine branches, the steps are actually similar, so Wang Sheng said it together, and it depends on the village chief's own choice.

The steps are actually not difficult, but making good ink is not easy at all. You need to find someone to study it yourself, the village chief.

You don't need good ink, just being able to write is enough, thank you, Yunsheng!

Wang Sheng didn't care much about it, it was just a matter of two sentences, and the real problem was to make it.

It is easy to say, but it takes some thought to actually make it. Thinking of this, he said another thing in his memory.

Village Chief, I also remember a little about making paper, but the content may not be complete. Do you need it, Village Chief?

There is paper in this world, but people who do not specialize in making paper do not know the process of making it.

need!

The village head, Zhou Zhengwen, was categorical, so what if the process was incomplete, he had to try hard.

Wang Sheng didn't feel this way, but the village head knew very well that even the worst paper is a rare thing.

The village head needed it, so Wang Sheng said directly: The first thing you need to make paper is the bark. Uh, I forgot which kind of bark. I need to try it. The bark is taken off, dried, soaked, and then steamed. The hammer is right, I remember adding the juice at the end, what is it called wood ginger...

Wang Sheng remembered that the juice was still very important, but his memory was a bit unclear.

At this moment, the village head said, Jiangzi leaf juice?

That's right, that's it, does the village chief know?

Someone bought this before, so I have a little impression.

That's it, use a special bamboo mat after joining

The village chief was a little happy: In this case, there are ways to make pens, ink and paper, and the inkstone is also simple, that is to say, everything is ready?

Seeing this, Wang Sheng couldn't help reminding: Village Chief, it's easy for me to say, but it's still very difficult to make it.

It is very simple to say, but there are many details to deal with in making it, just like those recipes that teach how to make food, even if the amount of salt is marked, it may not be able to restore it.

The same is true for papermaking. If the details are not well controlled, it is basically impossible to make it. What's more, what Wang Sheng remembers is not the complete process.

It's okay, it's better to have something than nothing. If you have these, you can start trying while you're free during this time.

It is better to have a method of making it than to have no clue.

The village head has already made a decision in his heart, even if it takes a year or two to make it, it will be very good.

Village Chief, as long as you like it!

Papermaking and ink making are of little use to him for the time being, and it is enough for the people in the village to study, but he is too lazy to participate.

After the matter was finished, the two separated. When the village chief left, he took a lot of steps, obviously very happy.

Wang Sheng originally thought it would take a long time to make it.

But a week later, the village head found Wang Sheng with two black objects.

Village Chief, is this Mo?

The village head had two black cuboids in his hand. Thinking of the recent events, he couldn't think of anything else except Mo.

Yes!

This efficiency is not generally high.

Although there are only two yuan now, it is enough.

Two pieces of ink are not too much, but if they can be produced, it means that there will be a steady stream of output in the future.

Wang Sheng took two pieces of ink into his hands and smelled them.

A pine branch, a tung oil?

The two pieces of ink are obviously not made of the same raw material.

Yes, Yunsheng, didn't you say that you can do both? Recently, the farms are slack, so I tried both, and they all succeeded.

The village chief couldn't hide his smile.

Because the ink-making steps are relatively complete, and some steps are also relatively easy to control, so it was made so quickly.

Although the quality is not very good, it is a success anyway.

The method was provided by Wang Sheng, so after he succeeded, he took it directly to show Wang Sheng.

Of course, another purpose.

Yunsheng, do you need these two pieces?

Isn't it needed in the village?

Isn't this thing for those children, although the current one is not usable yet, it needs time to dry in the shade.

Yunsheng provided you with the method, so I thought I'd give it to you first, don't worry, Jiang Xiucai has already thought of a way to practice calligraphy.

Wang Sheng was a little curious: What way?

The village head explained: Use the sand table to practice calligraphy. It is said that Mr. Wang, the chief assistant of the dynasty, used the sand table to practice calligraphy when he was a child.

Then I'll take it!

With the experience in making, it is not too difficult to make a piece of ink. Although these two pieces are not from the hands of famous masters, they are still the first two pieces of ink in the village, which is still a bit commemorative.

Okay, I'll give it to you, Yunsheng. After the pen and paper are successfully made, I'll send them to you too.

Wang Sheng was a little curious and asked, How is the progress of the paper?

Still choosing a suitable bark, Jiang Xiucai is quite enthusiastic and put forward a lot of suggestions, and the progress is not bad.

When Jiang Xiucai heard that ink and paper were being made in the village, he was very enthusiastic, especially after the successful ink production, he was happier than the village head.

It's good to have progress.

It seems that the village head's great cause of village education is developing fairly well.

After the two communicated, they thought the village head had nothing to do, but the village head took a few steps and turned around suddenly: There is one more thing!

Wang Sheng looked at the village chief, afraid that the village chief would suddenly say, Just drive, and the rest of the old man will figure out a way.

Village Chief, is there anything else?

The village chief was a little embarrassed: Can you teach your boxing skills to the children in the village? Those children who go to school!

Yes, but I don't recommend it.

Bajiquan is a kind of fighting boxing. It is easy to hurt the body when training, especially for children who have not grown up physically. It is not suitable to practice any boxing too early.

Village Chief, what do you mean?

Hey, in the current situation, optical knowledge may not be able to play a big role, so I want those children to practice martial arts. I also went to Xu Qu before, and he said that it is best not to start training martial artists after the age of twelve. But before that, you can improve your physique and accumulate foundation.

I don't know how long this troubled world will last. It's best to study wisely and practice martial arts for self-defense. The two develop together.

If you want to practice my boxing style, you can wait until you are older, starting at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

Although he knows that this world is different, Wang Sheng can't guarantee that he won't practice badly, so he must make it clear.

Yeah……

The mayor was a little disappointed.

Village Chief, I don't have any here. In fact, you can ask Brother Yongfeng's master.

He was not suitable. Li Yongfeng's master, as a master of an escort agency, was well-informed, and he wanted to train his own apprentices, so maybe he didn't have one.

The village head suddenly realized.

I'll go now!

An old man leaning on crutches was in a hurry, he looked stronger than a young man, and he walked like flying.

It's full of energy!

Sand table writing, readers in the comment area can see it, thank you!

In addition, the bark of the papermaking technique is generally the bark of the mulberry tree, which can be memorized, maybe it can be used (laughs)