"But I can copy one. The current Jinhewan is Australia in the future, and it will be better than there. No matter how rich a country, it will have unsatisfactory places. I want to take Australia as a blueprint, remove its dross and take its essence, and combine the advantages of the Song Dynasty and other countries to rebuild a richer, freer and more vital city. Lao Wen, isn't it more interesting to build an ideal city by yourself than just taking a quick look at other people's cities? As long as you believe me, I swear that you will see a completely different city, and you are not a spectator, you are a participant, a founder, and you are a sensational city.

Creator! Didn’t I say that your name, and your statue, may be in this city in the future, and will always be worshipped by future generations. Do you want to give it a try? "When is the most vulnerable in your heart? When is the joy and sorrow of great ups and downs! This is the case in Wen Nan now. The newspaper gave him a great spiritual impact, and the sinking of Australia made him extremely disappointed. Hong Tao drew him a big pie at the right time, and the chance of his biting the hook is very high. In fact, in the past two years in Jinhewan, Hong Tao has basically not forced to transform Wen Nan, but has adopted the strategy of seducing him to change bit by bit. To put it bluntly, it is brainwashing, and using reality to brainwash him.

"Study, can students be lucky enough to publish my travel notes in this newspaper?" Wen Nan completely surrendered. He used to only call Hong Tao Mr. because Hong Tao did know much more than him and would not be able to accept it. But he never called himself a student. On the one hand, Hong Tao was very concerned about the name, and on the other hand, he was not convinced, so he was completely convinced.

"Everyone can do it! As long as it is said, it's fine, it's fine! But I don't plan to just be someone who publishes articles in newspapers. Didn't you just say that you are the creator of this new city and you are also the creator of a new era. The newspaper is your battlefield. I plan to ask Brother Wen to be the editor-in-chief of this newspaper. What do you think about Brother Wen?" Hong Tao said it very easily. In fact, he had already made a bold decision. He wanted to let Wen Nan return to the Song Dynasty.

"What is the editor...?" Wen Nan knew the word "editor" but he couldn't understand why there was an editor in the newspaper.

"The editor-in-chief is the person who decides who can publish articles in the newspaper and is also the owner of this newspaper. He will decide the success or failure of this newspaper." Hong Tao deliberately said this position very, very important. This will give Wen Nan more stimulation.

"I'm afraid the student is not qualified to be the editor-in-chief... There are countless great sages in the Song Dynasty, and Wen's name is unknown..." Wen Nan's face turned red. He wanted to be the editor-in-chief very much, but he was very frightened.

"If others say it doesn't matter. If you say it can, I say it can. That's fine! Not only do I plan to let Brother Wen be the editor-in-chief of this newspaper, but I also plan to let Brother Wen go back to the Song Dynasty. In the past few years, you have also been wronged by you here. It's time to let you go back. After all, you are a Song native, and that's your country." Seeing Wen Nan's expression, Hong Tao threw out another big bomb, and it wouldn't be the end if he didn't blow this guy down.

"Ah! Let me go back to the Song Dynasty?" Wen Nan was completely stunned. He had thought about this matter countless times, and even planned to escape countless times, but Hong Tao really wanted to let him go back now. He didn't know how to answer. Going home, he thought! But he didn't want to leave Jinhewan, a place full of novelty everywhere. The more than two years here were the most interesting years he had, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as a complete transformation. If you don't go home, after all, you still have parents, wife and children at home, and you haven't seen each other for a few years, you don't want it to be fake.

"Well, editor-in-chief, go home, don't worry. Think about it slowly first, think about it before coming to see me." Hong Tao tried hard to stop laughing. This was the first time he saw this sharp-tongued scholar in the Song Dynasty so at a loss. As long as he saw others being unlucky, he would be happy. Being able to pretend to be a slut in front of the Song Dynasty scholar has always been one of his goals. Now it is finally time to complete it. Hong Tao reached out and patted Wen Nan on the shoulder, then walked towards the construction site with his hands on the crab steps, shakingly, throwing Wen Nan on the small slope alone, pinching him in a daze.

In fact, Hong Tao didn't take any advantage at all, he was so happy. But he felt uncomfortable. He was very satisfied, but it was not so easy to make newspapers. He had to solve every technical problem himself. After all, only he knew what the newspaper was like in the end. Others could only assist him, not replace him. So as soon as the pretentious joy passed, he had to wander among the workshops to discuss specific issues with experienced old craftsmen.

Lead type is the simplest thing. He only needs to draw a pattern and the craftsman in charge of casting knows how to make it. It is nothing more than a rectangular block of lead-tin alloy. If you master the size more carefully, you will be able to slowly figure out the remaining fonts. This craft is no longer as good as the machine production in later generations, and it is all eighth-level workers!

The hydraulic printing press cannot be developed for the time being, and Hong Tao doesn't know how to operate this thing. He has never played in the printing industry and cannot draw a simple structure. However, this does not affect the actual printing. The initial circulation of newspapers will not be too large. Even in the later stage, there will be no possibility of issuing hundreds of thousands of copies a day. Even if it is printed, it cannot be distributed. Without a road network and a railway network, how can so many newspapers be delivered? Therefore, using original manual layout and manual printing can fully meet the requirements of circulation.

Ink! This is what needs to be solved most at the moment. Without suitable ink, the printed newspaper will turn black and cannot be read at all. It is dirty to hold it. Metal impressions are not like wooden and clay impressions that can absorb excess ink, and they will not absorb at all. Therefore, this ink must have strong stickiness and can be stuck to the metal impression. But it cannot be too thin, and it must have strong volatility and adhesion. It can dry quickly after printing, and will not fade easily after drying.

Hong Tao didn't know what the ink in later generations were made of, but he understood one thing: whale oil can be used to stick to it. After boiling it a few times, it should be more sticky and sticky. The raw paint on the boat can be mixed with whale oil. The volatiles can be used with alcohol or a relatively pure mixed oil after distillation several times. They are all very strong volatiles and blenders, but some pungent smell will remain. Then there is nothing to do. Let's just use the colorant to use the plant dye of Liren dye cloth. The adhesion of the thing is very strong. After it is written on whale crust paper, it will not fade away even after it is soaked in water. As for the proportions that these materials need to be mixed together, it depends on craftsmen to constantly test. Before there is no scientific analysis technology, everything can only be tested and constantly tested!

Paper is the easiest to solve. Currently, Jinhewan has its own cobbler to cut a thick whale skin. These leathers are of no use except for making leather shoes, umbrellas, leather bags, sail gears and whale scuterie paper, and they didn't pay much attention to it before. Now it's not done. Hong Tao reminds cobblers to strive for excellence and make whale scuterie paper more fine. In addition, Hong Tao has to discuss with the Li people. See if the canvas they use Arabian cotton textiles to replace whale skin as sails. Once it's done, they will no longer waste whale skin to make sails in the future. All the saved ones are made into whale scuterie paper for spare use.

In addition, Hong Tao also planned to build a paper mill, but it could not be built next to Jinhe. That thing is a high-pollution enterprise. If it wants to build it, it must be built on the edge of the Galaxy, and it must be mixed with refineries, foundries, and smelting plants. In the future, the Galaxy will be the key sewage discharge site in Jinhe City, and the landfill will also be built there. This river will be destroyed in Hong Tao's hands.

What surprised Hong Tao was that Wen Nan was really cruel. He was cruel to himself. He actually rejected Hong Tao's kindness and did not plan to return to the Song Dynasty. He said that he wanted to stay in Jinhe City and watched the city with his participation rise from the ground. He also wanted to see how the land under Hong Tao was different from the Song Dynasty, Goryeo, and Japan. This guy was obsessed with it, or that Hong Tao was too fooled and his mind was broken.

In order not to force Hong Tao to send him back to the Song Dynasty, Wen Nan also recommended a replacement for the editor-in-chief. His cousin, named Wen Hao. He is also a scholar, but he has not entered the officialdom, but he likes to travel around. He often visits famous teachers, who are more pure literati and disdain to be an official. Wen Nan also thought about how to make Wen Hao the editor-in-chief of this newspaper. He had a family member in Jinhewan, so he asked Hong Tao to put the family back. He invited the cousin to Guangzhou with his own handwritten letter, and then Wen Nan went to convince him personally.

"Aren't you afraid that I will be a thief in the future and will implicate your entire family? You can say that you were captured by me, and now you have brought your cousin in. Isn't it a bit unthinkable?" Hong Tao likes to make ugly words clear before doing things so as not to complain in the future.

"If the gentleman wanted to rebel, it would have been long since he had rebelled. No one in the ports of the Song Dynasty could stop those warships. Just occupying Qiongzhou and separating the straits, and having the Dan family and Li people help the gentleman, the court would have no choice. The students had not figured out what the gentleman said, and it might be that the gentleman had a bigger goal, but I believe that the gentleman was not a traitor and evil person." Wen Nan was gambled, and the bet was very big, and even he and his family bet.

"Okay, just do what you said. In fact, sometimes what the great charity does is not necessarily a good result. If you are interested, just watch slowly. With you by my side, I can also look at myself from time to time. Let your cousin arrive in Guangzhou before October, and we are going to sea again. This time we go further. We have to go to a mysterious continent. The people on it are all dark-skinned, which is the hometown of those manu. It is called Africa. For at least half a year, I have to arrange everything here before I can leave with confidence. Write a letter immediately and let your family leave with the whaling ship tomorrow and send it back to Lin'an to him." Hong Tao was actually a little reluctant to leave Wen Nan. Although he often argued with him, he also opposed many of his decisions, but he was also one of the few people who could chat with him normally in this era.

Carl, Luo Youde, Metini, and Wennan, I'm afraid that no one except them could communicate with him normally. Either they would say whatever they said and think of a reply machine; or they would be as difficult as Luo Dacai to be accustomed to themselves, and even if they did the right thing, they would not be recognized; or they would be full of family affection for themselves like Old Man Rong and Bofu. Intimacy is kind but no real exchange of ideas.
Chapter completed!