After everyone dispersed, the village chief sought out Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng knew the purpose of the village chief's visit, "Light it with tung oil or pine branches... collect the soot..."
Whether it was tung oil or pine branches, the steps were actually quite similar, so Wang Sheng explained them both, leaving the village chief to make his own choice.
"The steps themselves aren't difficult, but making good quality ink is not simple at all, it will require you, the village chief, to find someone to research it."
"I don't need good ink; as long as it can write, that's enough. Thank you, Yun Sheng!"
Wang Sheng didn't care much, it was just a matter of saying it; the real challenge was in the making.
Although he said it was simple, truly making it would take some thought, and with this in mind, he spoke of another thing he remembered.
"Village Chief, I also recall a bit about papermaking, but the information may not be complete. Do you need it?"
