"Isn't it said that top-quality ink can last without fading?" Bai Ruozhu truly didn't understand this area. She wasn't an ancient person and had never researched these matters.
"Indeed, that's true, but this isn't ink; it's some special herbal concoction. Preservation and anti-fading are one aspect, but there are other uses as well. Specifically, I can't determine," Jiang Yichun said.
Bai Ruozhu blinked at him, "What are you afraid of with me around? I'll study it and find out."
She hadn't thought about specifically researching the ink marks above, but Jiang Yichun's reminder suggested it might be a discovery.
She was someone who acted quickly once deciding, and to avoid damaging the integrity of the sheepskin scroll, she carefully wiped a little off with a fine silk handkerchief. Then she placed the silk handkerchief into a specially prepared medicine liquid.
However, this pondering made her heart race wildly.
