Chapter 117 Visiting the village chief’s house

The village chief's youngest daughter ran to the front of several people excitedly, "Lu Xianchen, I am your fan, I like you very much. What kind of program are you here to record? Is that variety show of "Big Hand Holding Little Hand"?

I have watched this variety show, and I like you very much in the middle of summer. Don’t listen to the messy words that those people say, we all know that you must have nothing to do with Fang Zeyu.”

The village chief didn't expect his daughter to be so excited. She told her yesterday that there were celebrities in the village recording programs, but she still looked indifferent. Why did her attitude change a lot today?

Fang Zeyu stood at the end of the crowd, and his face immediately became unnatural after hearing the village chief’s daughter's words.

Mid-summer night smiled, "Thank you for your like!"

Wang Xin, the village chief’s youngest daughter, wanted to continue to say that, but fortunately, the village chief’s wife came out to greet them and interrupted her words, “Nannan, don’t stop the guests from saying this and that, hurry up and let the guests sit in the living room and serve them tea!”

Wang Xin hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, you guys hurry up and go to the living room to sit."

Several people followed the village chief and his daughter into the living room to sit. There were many ink strips under the incense seat of the ancestor in the living room, because this location was in the center of the rear of the living room, and everyone saw it as soon as they walked in.

Mid Xiawan asked curiously, "Village Chief, do every household here have to worship ink sticks on the side of our ancestors?"

The village chief smiled and said, "Yes, these inks are not ordinary inks, they are treasures passed down from every family. The first piece of ink made by each generation of us must be offered there. How many pieces of ink are passed down from generation to generation. This is a kind of inheritance."

"Wow, then your family has been passed down for dozens of generations?" Sheng Xiaqing glanced at the neatly-coated ink strips and exclaimed.

The village chief smiled, "What's the matter? Our village has been making ink for more than a thousand years. Our ancestors have all divided the branches, otherwise it would be more than that."

Mid-Xia Nian nodded slightly, "Village Chief, can we take a look at these inks?"

"Okay, come with me!" The village chief said and took them to the worship table. There were a few ink strips on the table, and the others were kept in the box. However, the few ink strips that were placed were enough to make people shine.

The ink strips that were placed were carefully scribbled with gold. The pattern on the top was so beautiful that it was very good. The ink was also of good quality. You could tell at a glance that it was the best pine smoke ink.

"Hey, these are all pine smoke ink, why do some ink strips carry a little green?" Sheng Xiaqing asked in confusion.

Mid Xiawan glanced at her and explained her confusion: "This is green ink. A certain proportion of green ink is added to the pine smoke ink, which can make the color of the ink slightly blue."

The village chief looked at Mid Xiawan in surprise, "It seems that you have a certain understanding of Mo."

Mid-Xiawan smiled, "I just know a little bit of fur."

The village chief’s wife brought the second daughter-in-law into the living room with tea. When she saw them all around the altar, she smiled and said, “Old man, you are telling people about those old-fashioned history again. You really have to say it once if you come! Let the guests come and have a drink of tea.”

The village chief hurriedly welcomed everyone to sit down with a smile. After the village chief’s wife finished serving tea, she took her second daughter-in-law to arrange the lunch.

The village chief chatted with everyone while having tea. After the rise, the village chief even made an appointment with the midsummer and the others. After dinner, they took them to his warehouse to see other inks.

After Wang Xin came into the living room in the evening of midsummer, she slipped back to the room to put on makeup and scream.

She picked up her phone and was excited to post the incident of her idol on Weibo, but just a second before she was about to post it, she realized and deleted the editor's Weibo.

Fortunately, it was okay, the reaction was fast enough. If this was sent out, wouldn’t it be exposed? This wouldn’t work!

As a station sister, she must first protect her idol.

Wang Xin laughed excitedly in the room for a while before she dressed up and went to see her idol outside.

When she came out, she happened to hear her father say she would take her idol and the others to the warehouse to see Mo, and she smiled and asked, "Idol, what is your mission here? Is this stop related to our Mo?"

Lu Xianchen shook his head, "I don't know, we were left here by the program team and left us alone with an empty box for ink. Maybe we wanted us to find a way to pack the ink in the box by ourselves!

We originally wanted to make ink and pack it ourselves, but after asking the village chief this morning, we realized that it would take three or four years to make ink. We will end tomorrow. We can’t make ink at all, and we don’t know how to do it now!"

Wang Xin smiled, "My dad didn't lie to you, but you shouldn't think that this ink is difficult to make because it takes a long time. In fact, it's not. It takes less than three or four years to make ink. There are two years in between to dry ink pieces, and then you have to spend time after washing the cigarette, so it takes time to dry ink.

As for the ink blocks you need, Dad, just give me some ink blocks to my idols! Anyway, there are so many in your warehouse."

The village chief smiled, "You girl, do you still need to say this? Their visitors are guests, so how can they make the guests come back empty-handed! I took them to the warehouse in the afternoon just to ask them to pick a set of ink pieces they like to go back."

The people in the middle of Xiawan hurriedly said that this was not suitable, but they could not resist the enthusiasm of the village chief's family. After lunch, the village chief led them to the warehouse to select ink pieces.

The village chief’s warehouse is at the entrance of the village. This is to facilitate shipment. The village chief opened the password lock and took everyone into the warehouse. Each type of ink was placed in different categories in the warehouse. Some were processed green ink, while others were authentic pine smoke ink. The pine smoke ink was classified according to the different gold traces on the ink strips.

"This is the ink block with flowers as the theme, this is the four gentlemen of plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum. You should choose a set according to your preferences." The village chief said with a smile.

Zhongxiawan and others came forward to take a look. Every set of ink blocks here looks very good, and the gold-tracing pattern on it is very exquisite.

After seeing the Four Gentlemen in the middle of summer, I thought they were very beautiful, so I didn’t continue to choose and directly chose this one.

Lu Xianchen and Fang Zeyu, the same one she chose in the summer, only the only one in the summer was chosen by the one with the theme of hibiscus flowers.

After receiving such a generous gift from the village chief, Shengxiawan felt it was a bit unreasonable not to give it back. When she returned to the small villa, she discussed with the others and decided to use the money she had to buy some vegetables tomorrow and invite the village chief and his family to come here for a meal. The others had no objection to this proposal.

After discussing this, because Fang Zeyu's password box was not enough, several people went up the mountain to help him find the password box together.

Updated today, good night, little cuties~
Chapter completed!