Most of the things that Zhangguin Qin bought on behalf of Lingyoujie medicinal materials and seeds. Lin Lang did not release those things.

There are dozens of things released, all of which are packed in large boxes.

All the things were released, and the medicinal materials inside were transferred to his bracelet. He put the bracelet that had not recognized his master on Qiu Xinwei's hand: "This is the Sumeru bracelet, which has 55,000 cubic meters of space. Your cultivation has not reached yet, and you can't use it yet. When your cultivation has reached, I will teach you how to use it."

"This one is for me?"

"Well, I used to hand over the goods to the people over there. Last time you said you liked it, I bought it with them."

Qiu Xinwei was so excited that she hung her neck and put her red lips on her neck: "Thank you, senior brother. I will definitely be able to use it soon!"

"You see what you like first. I'll cook."

Although there are only dozens of these things, they are all local products from Lingyoujie and are obviously purchased in large quantities.

The ground was full of boxes, some with hundreds of boxes.

Qiu Xinwei opened a box and found that it was neatly shaped black blocks.

She picked up one, which was a column, but the corners were smoother. She had three fingers wider and longer than her slap, and was probably thirteen or fourteen centimeters.

There are golden fonts that she doesn't recognize. They look like seal script, but they don't look like them.

It looked shiny, heavy but much lighter than iron blocks. It also had a fragrance. She scratched her nails with her, and it was a little black, which was definitely not metal.

Is it the ink ingot?

Qiu Xinwei thought about picking up another one, touching the two gently twice, and hearing the clanging sound of metal.

She blinked and knocked the two black sticks hard. One of them broke, and the other one also collapsed with a gap.

The cross section looks rough, but the fingers are very fine and moist. She looked at her fingers and there was only a faint black one.

She opened several adjacent boxes and found that they were all the same things, and she realized that each pile of boxes was all the same things.

She went to separate another pile of large boxes about half a meter and found that it was a roll of paper. The diameter of the roll was about twenty centimeters and about one meter two high. The paper turned slightly yellow.

The paper rolls are placed vertically, and a box is exactly thirty rolls.

She pulled out a circle hard and spread it out a little carefully. The paper was quite thin, but it seemed very tough. She used a considerable effort to tear the paper apart. The edge of the tearing was covered with tiny hairs one centimeter long.

The paper is tougher than the cloth. Qiu Xinwei rubbed it hard and spread it open again, and found that the paper became soft and the creases were very insignificant.

Good paper!

Qiu Xinwei is also aware of the goods. As long as such paper is good ink absorbency, it is definitely better than any other paper on the earth.

She thought to herself that the ink and paper could be given to her grandfather and father. They must like it. Well, give two ink ingots and two rolls of paper first. When they are used up, they are asking their senior brother to give it. Otherwise, they will show off their lots of things and they should give it to others.

Grandpa and dad have gifts, grandma and mom, and senior brothers have no elders yet.

She thought of opening one of the other piles of boxes, and a fishy smell came out of the box. She quickly covered it, but she couldn't help but feel nauseous. She covered her mouth and ran to the door and took a deep breath for two before calming down.

What exactly is that?

So fishy!

But she didn't dare to rummage through the boxes, and she would wait until her senior brother finished his work before watching them together.

Lin Lang didn't cook much hearty meal, he just ate some with him.

After eating, he asked, "Have you chosen the gift?"

Qiu Xinwei looked at him with a contempt: "No sincerity at all. If you want to give my parents a gift, of course you should choose it yourself."

Lin Lang touched his chin and nodded, "My wife is right. Let's go and take a walk by the way."

When I got to the place, Qiu Xinwei turned into a sparrow: "Senior brother, these are ink. The fragrance is very fresh and you can smell the faint fragrance of ink. I tried it and it was very solid and delicate. It must be a good ink made after many hammers and hits. My father likes calligraphy and also likes good ink. My grandfather likes big characters and likes the four treasures of the study. They must like this ink."

Lin Lang picked up the broken one and smelled it: "It really smells good."

"It's more than that. Look at this broken stubble?" She picked up the other half. "It looks like it was broken briskly, but I used a lot of effort to break it. Is it very delicate when you touch this broken stubble? It's like touching graphite powder. This shows that the ink process must be very exquisite."

Seeing Lin Lang touching and nodding, she smiled and said, "Senior Brother, there should be a lot of this kind of ink over there. If this kind of ink is used well in writing and painting, it will definitely be very popular."

"Do you want to take this ink back and sell it?"

"Well. Although the market is not big, the unit price is also high. And it would be a pity that your Luoge store only sells grain. The style of the ink is relatively high. The price of good ink is not low. Once the reputation is made, the reputation of the Luoge store can be expanded from the grain industry to the cultural industry."

Lin Lang touched his chin and nodded, "My wife makes sense. But I just don't know if the yield of this kind of ink over there is high."

"Hey, didn't you buy these?"

Qiu Xinwei also saw that there were several large boxes, so she had the idea of ​​reselling them.

"It was someone over there who bought it for me. I mean to help me buy some local specialties."

Qiu Xinwei blinked: "Then, what price is this kind of ink there?"

Lin Lang took out an account book and said, "Let me take a look."

He looked at it and said, "These boxes turned out to be three different types of ink, two boxes for each. This one should be Yunxiang ink, one and four gold coins."

Qiu Xinwei blinked: "How many?"

"Four Lingyou Realm Gold Coins."

Qiu Xinwei collapsed her shoulders, pulled his collar and cried: "I just knocked 80,000 yuan... It's such a loss."

Lin Lang smiled, rubbed her head, and said, "It's actually three or four thousand. You forgot that a piece of cotton only has four gold coins... Let's look at something else."

Qiu Xinwei was no longer sad and pulled him to open the box of rolled paper: "This kind of paper is very powerful. It is made like cloth. There are eighteen boxes here, and I don't know if it is also different paper."

The two opened the eighteen boxes one by one, and it was indeed different.

There are three types. Two are rolled paper, the length should be the same, the width is different. The smaller ones are only half the larger ones, each with five boxes. The larger rolled paper is used for paintings. The smaller ones are used for writing calligraphy.

The remaining eight boxes are cut, about the size of A3 paper, a little whiter than rolled paper. These should be mainly used for writing.

If Lin Lang didn't understand what this girl meant, he would be too confused: "Grandpa and our dad both like to write, and they should also like these papers. Or give them to them?"

Qiu Xinwei shook her head: "Send some first, if you give too many, they will give them to others."

"Then I'll give each one a box first."

"No need to have so many. These papers are definitely used when writing. If you practice calligraphy, you will definitely not be willing to use them. Let's give a little first. The larger ones are given two volumes, and the smaller ones are given four volumes. Just cut them and give two knifes. It will be used for a long time."

"That's too little. Why don't we bring one box of paper each to roll out. This kind of cut will bring two boxes."

Qiu Xinwei nodded: "Okay, senior brother makes an idea." He is kind to his family, just to be kind to her. She will not refuse again and again.

"Senior brother, I just looked at these two types. When the box was opened there, there was a very fishy smell, so I didn't look carefully. Don't you have a list? Why don't we see what to give to parents, grandma, brother and sister-in-law first?"
Chapter completed!