Ink Paste

"Madam, the ink is well dried, but it looks simple. Is there a step missing?"

Ye Muyu entered the east wing and was changing her shoes.

Ever since Madam Hu knew that ink blocks could be used to earn money, she valued them very much. She would go and take a look every day. After all, the formed ink blocks needed to be dried, and drying them took into account the temperature.

She was afraid that something would go wrong and affect the finished product. She had to go at least ten times a day and flip the ink every day.

Ye Muyu nodded ."Yes, it's not bad. I'm just trying to make small ink blocks, so I need to dry it for about half a year. When it's done, I'll polish it and paint it gold."

"Half a year…" Madam Hu was shocked. After a while, she said, "As expected, the objects used by scholars are very particular. I saw that Madam's work of using smoke was very meticulous."