Peasant Woman's Decreed Life as a Wife

Chapter 419 - 419: The Effect

Madam Hu let out a sigh of relief. She had already seen sweat flowing down from Madam’s forehead. She was afraid that Madam was not feeling well, so she spoke up.

Ye Muyu agreed.

The two of them returned home very quickly.

Ye Muyu went straight into the east wing.

Madam Hu hurriedly went into the kitchen and brought a basin of warm water over. She stood at the door and gently knocked on the door. Then, she respectfully said, “Madam, this servant has brought you some water.” After a while, the door was pulled open.

Ye Muvu could not help but smile when she saw how considerate she was.

“Thank you, Madam Hu. Put it on the stool and go rest.”

“Alright.” Madam Hu never spoke much. After putting down the basin, she returned to her room.

Usually, Ye Muyu would be taking a nap at this time. She would either take a nap or sit in the house to make clothes for the family. After all, she would have something to do.

In the east wing, Ye Muyu took off her coat.

After wiping her body with a cloth and changing into a set of inner clothes, she felt much more comfortable.

Feeling sleepy, Ye Muyu did not pack up anymore. She lay on the bed, covered herself with a thin blanket, and fell asleep.

Ye Muyu slept soundly.

The scorching sun in the sky was toward the west. It was obvious that it was getting late.

Ye Muyu rubbed her eyebrows. Her cold hands from the morning were finally warm after a good night’s sleep.

She frowned slightly. It seemed that she was still cold. After getting up, she put on her clothes and changed her socks. She did not expose any part of her body to avoid the cold.

“Madam, are you up?” Madam Hu was flipping dried vegetables in the courtyard.

“I don’t know how to tidy up the ink that Madam has made,” she hurriedly went up to Ye Muyu. “I didn’t dare to touch it.”

“It should be fine. I’ll go take a look.” Ye Muyu quickly walked to the ink that was being dried. There were many procedures to make ink, but the most difficult one was to make smoke.

And tung oil was the most suitable material for making oil smoke ink, so it was easy to get smoke.

Ye Muyu’s ink was made with tung oil as the main ingredient, adding oil fat, raw lacquer, and so on.

It was her first time making it, so she did not add any precious spices, so the ink smelled ordinary.

She was not sure if she could succeed, so she naturally did not care about the fragrance.

“Madam, can this ink really be used?” Madam Hu was somewhat curious.

Ye Muyu shook her head. “I don’t know either. Let’s give it a try. I don’t know if I can control the temperature this time.”

Ye Muyu entered the study with a piece of ink in his hand.

Madam Hu finished the work on her hand and followed in.

Ye Muyu grinded the ink slowly. When she was done grinding the ink, Madam Hu came in. She moved gently and stood at the side, not disturbing her.

She picked up a piece of white paper and slowly wrote on it.

Madam Hu was illiterate and could barely remember her name, money, and other numbers.

Although she did not know what Ye Muyu was writing, she could tell that the words were very beautiful.

“Madam, your handwriting seems to be better.” Madam Hu could not help but exclaim.

Ye Muyu finished the last stroke and put down the pen. She looked at the words on the paper. They were firm and shiny, dark and moist. The pen did not glue when licked, and the paper did not smudge. It was indeed the characteristic of oily ink.

Naturally, it was different from the Pine Smoke Ink she had used before.

Oil Smoke ink was suitable for painting and calligraphy. It would only look better if the strokes were smooth.

This was the reason Madam Hu was surprised.

Ye Muyu looked at it for a while and gently blew on the handwriting. After the ink dried, she reached out and touched it..