After the full level of all professions

Everyone entered the paper mill, and then slowly looked past the production line...

To be honest, this is also Robb’s first visit to a paper mill. Before, he just invested money and added BUFF to the people who built the plant. He sat on a stone chair to learn about it remotely. He was completely indifferent to the specific papermaking process. Clearly, taking this opportunity to learn about the traditional and old technologies of the Chinese people is also a part of learning.

(I won’t talk about boring technology here, fast forward...)

Everyone looked at it step by step next to the production line, and saw that at first it was a row of large pots. Various raw materials were steamed in the pot, then degummed in the lime liquid and decomposed into fibers.Then the workers began to beat the pulp, cutting and pounding the fibers to turn them into pulp.Next, papermaking, the pulp is soaked into water and turned into a slurry, and the slurry is picked up with a stick mat, so that the pulp forms a thin layer on the stick mat.

Then put the bamboo mat in the sun to dry.

Finally, the dried thing was peeled off and it became a thin sheet of paper.

The Elf Elder held a piece of paper that had just been removed from the mat, his face was full of excitement. He gently stroked the piece of paper that felt strange, his white beard was trembling, and he said with joy: "Good stuff, use With such cheap materials, you can make such good paper, my literature! My literature is about to fly, hahahaha, literature is about to fly!"

Chapter 631 We Are The Most Important

Literature does fly, but before literature takes off, one thing is destined to take off first, and that is Robb’s cartoons.

Robb snatched the paper from the Elf Elder’s hand and smiled: "Don’t worry! This paper is rice paper, which is not suitable for writing on it with a quill pen. It is only suitable for writing on it with traditional oriental brushes. Painting, it’s too early for you to create your literature on this. Now, this thing is only suitable for me to play."

The old man took the paper just now, but he felt something. He wrote on this paper with a quill pen tip, fearing it would break with a single poke, so he had nothing to say, so he had to say: "It's okay, I already understand. You only need to add alum, glue, and wax to the pulp to increase the strength of the paper. Then the quill can also write on it, but the cost will be slightly higher. Our family can provide the best A good elven alchemist, help solve this problem and promise not to charge you a penny. For the sake of literature, my race does not consider all costs."

Robb smiled and said, "That's something to say, let's take a look at my gameplay first."

He reached out to Shang Hui and said, "Get a pen!"

Shang Hui smiled, turned and left, and soon he took the Four Treasures of the Study.

These things are of course made temporarily. The brush is a wolf brush, which is quite high-end. As for where the wolf hair comes from, it is even simpler. A few days ago, the werewolf general Baiyue ran to the holy city West Wind to see the big Loli was gone, but before she could say a few words, Robb grabbed and pulled out a handful of wolf hair.

Of course the werewolf general Baiyue was very angry, but there was no way to be angry. He couldn't beat Robb and had to bear it.

As for the ink strips on the inkstone, they are very simple.

Robb picked up the wolf's pen and dipped it with a little ink, then lifted the pen and hovered over the paper...

Everyone's eyes widened, waiting for him to play.

But Robb was shocked now.

He himself knows his level of Chinese painting, which is a word "slag". To put it bluntly, it is difficult for him to draw a round line with a brush.

For the exquisite Man paintings in his mind, he remembers the plot and even some very important storyboards, but it is impossible to draw them in the same way, without the level of painting.

What can I do?

It's so fatal!Man painting is not what you want to paint, you can paint if you want.

It was impossible for him to figure out Naruto, One Piece, or Death.

Suddenly, an aura of light came down from the cover of the sky with a "puff" shot, which made him wake up, right!The style of painting is extremely bad, but there is only one Man painting that has blown up the whole world?

The original version of One Punch Man!

The bald Saitama-sensei, borrow your story.

Robb brushed and drew a few strokes.

The Elf Elder next to him only read a few strokes and screamed "Ah", "What are you painting? What kind of children's drawing is this?"

Even Marian and Shang Hui, who don’t know much about art, couldn’t help sweating when they saw Robb’s first painting. What kind of ghost style is this?So frantic!

Robb didn't care how they complained and continued to paint.

Add an agile BUFF to myself, and the hand holding the paintbrush is as fast as the speed of a single person for 300,000 years, and I paint quickly.

The workers brought the paper that had been dried, one by one, and Robb flew his pen with that terrifying speed, drawing one after another.

The elder elder next to him kept screaming: "Ah, another drawing of a child! Ah, another drawing of a child. This is not art at all, it is ruining paper."

Marianne was sweating profusely: "Although Godfāther is too powerful in other strengths, his artistic accomplishments such as singing and painting can hardly be seen."

Even Shang Hui, the new rabbit man, couldn't help but shook his head: "Insulting gentleman."

Robb’s ears heard their spit, but the painting in his hand did not stop, page after page of painting. He was quite familiar with the Man painting of One Punch Man. The story went backwards. Of course, the specific storyboards were also remembered. It’s not clear, but it’s fine to remember the story frame. It doesn’t matter if the storyboard is slightly different. Just like the Lord of the Rings he shot, although there are many differences from the original, it is enough for the audience to read the story. What?

After a while, the thick stack of paper was finished.

Robb turned around and said to a few vomiting audiences: "I think I paint badly, right?"

Shang Hui: "No, it sucks!"

Marianne: "No, it sucks!"

Elder Elder: "They are wrong, they are so bad that they are beyond common sense."

Robb laughed loudly: "Yes, when I first saw this Man painting, it felt the same way, but... why don't you connect it and watch it again."

To put this in another way, several viewers would not join together to watch it again, but now it is Robb, Godfāther, Archdruid, the uncrowned king of Westwind, and the spiritual symbol of Westwind. He Anyway, everyone is still willing to learn more about what he did.

Marianne picked up the stack of rice paper, page by page, and read it together.

At first she didn't notice the smell, but after reading more than a dozen pages, her expression changed...

"Huh? Although the painting is ugly, the story is quite interesting."

"Really?" Shang Hui also leaned over and took the page number that Marianne had already read. From the beginning, it seemed that after a while, she also said: "This story is really interesting. It's a story of a hero fighting monsters, haha, a hero who is interested in it, so cute."

The two girls turned to the elf elder: "Old gentleman, come and have a look."

"Don't look at it!" The elder elder turned his head: "Looking at this kind of children's painting, my artistic soul will tremble."

"Just take a look, it's really interesting."

"Huh, I'm determined not to watch." The elven elder shook his head, refusing to watch.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the two elf guards behind him unexpectedly shouted together: "Huh? This story is very interesting, it looks good, I really want to know what happened next."

The elven elder was furious: "You don’t know art? You are simply vain for my elves. I tell you, my elves are the most proud of, not magic, not alchemy, not that useless. Archery skills, those are all trails, they are trash skills that are not on the table. Only literature, painting, music, and all kinds of elegant works of art are the souls of our elves. Do you understand?"

He snorted coldly: "This kind of kindergarten painting, even if I died, I jumped off the cliff, I never want to let me take a look. Guard, let's go back and immediately study paper suitable for writing and drawing with a quill pen, and then, We want to make real works of art."

Chapter 632 West Wind Printing Factory

The Elf Elder is not a joke!

For the sake of literature and art, the elderly can contribute everything. So far, none of the money he made from filming has fallen into his pocket, and all of it has been given to the elves.

No one would doubt his noble sentiment.