“It’s really…”

"Hey, I can read the word at any time. I'd better tell me what this thing is for?"

Feng Quji smiled.

"Haha, Lao Feng, you don't understand now."

Zhao Long smiled and said, "This word is actually the answer!"

What?

This word is actually the answer?

After hearing Zhao Long's words, everyone was stunned. After looking at the words, they were written in an orderly and inconsistent manner, and there was no meaning.

What is the answer?

Is the answer to the riddle?

"Sir, this...is..."

Li Si was also confused. This was a strange-shaped thing composed of a large pile of steel parts, and then there were a few pieces of paper that were written on it, or some words that were printed with irregularities.

What is the answer?

None of these words looks like a name?

"I'm here, I'm here..."

At this moment, an old man's voice was snatched from outside. When everyone heard this voice, they didn't have to see who was coming.

Chunyu Yue!

"Oh, Teacher Cun is here too?"

Zhao Long smiled after hearing this, "Teacher Cun, we are all inside, come in!"

"Okay...well? Meet the village chief! And you guys..."

Chunyu Yue came in, but he saw so many people inside.

Even Your Majesty is here!

"Hmm? What are you doing?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help but look up at him and said.

"Hey, what did Lao Zhao say..."

Zhao Long smiled and said, "I asked Teacher Cun to come here. Come on, Teacher Cun, you are knowledgeable, see if you have seen such things outside?"

"oh?"

Chunyu Yue was stunned. After hearing this, he immediately stepped forward, looked at Zhao Long's team of iron airs, and couldn't help but shake his head, "But I don't understand..."

"He knows anything, he has never seen anything new."

Ying Zheng said.

"Hey, why should this be fresh? This is an old thing!"

Zhao Long smiled and said, "It's almost a hundred years since the time when this thing was created."

One hundred years?

A hundred years is considered an old thing?

Everyone smiled and said that no one of us is older than it.

It's okay to make him a thousand years!

After hearing this, Chunyu Yue thought to himself that he was still older than me in a hundred years, and I was probably older than his grandfather's grandfather's.

"A hundred years..."

Ying Zheng smiled and said, "That's a very old person..."

That's really new enough...

"Sir, what is this thing used for?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help asking again.

"That's what I did."

Zhao Long said, raised a stack of paper in his hand and pointed to the words on the paper and said.

Um?

Do this?

Chunyu Yue was stunned when he heard this, and then, "Suddenly," "Oh, sir, is this thing used to make paper?"

Am I fucking?

When Zhao Long heard Chunyu Yue's words, he couldn't help but thrust, thinking that you are still imaginative...

"No, it's a word!"

Zhao Long smiled and said, "Teacher Cun, it's a word, not a paper."

"Oh? Is it used to make words?"

Chunyu Yue was surprised again when he heard this.

Am I fucking?

I'm still making characters?

Zhao Longxin said, "Look at how awesome I am. Do you think I am Cangjie from the ancient times, Bo Yi from the Xia Dynasty, or Cheng Miao from the Qin Dynasty?"

I'm not that awesome!

"Teacher Cun, you are really good at joking. If I could really create something, I would have been amazing!"

Zhao Long smiled.

Everyone smiled and said to us, aren’t you just creating something new for us?

Moreover, if you are not powerful, it would be strange!

For us, you are not only very powerful, but also unparalleled!

"This is actually used to print characters."

Zhao Long said, "Print, this is the printer I created."

Um?

printer?

After hearing Zhao Long's words, everyone was stunned.

"Oh, Mr. Printer seems to have told us what to do before!"

Ying Zheng immediately said suddenly.

"Yes, but that's the case!"

Li Si said, "It's what Mr. Mr. mentioned when we started printing movable type?"

"Yes, hey, you still remember."

Zhao Long smiled and said, "It's that printer. I don't think we have never had one in our village. I just thought of making one myself! It's just not as high-end as sold outside, so everyone can just use it."

"Oh, it turns out that this thing is called a printer?"

Hearing Zhao Long's words, Ying Zheng and others couldn't help but take a few steps forward and watch it in a while.

"Sir, how should I print this thing?"

Ying Zheng couldn't help asking, "I know how to print this iron thing, but I don't know how to print it."

"Haha, what are you trying to do when you say this?"

Zhao Long laughed at him, "This is not a real fight. Come on, I'll do it for you."

As he said that, Zhao Long came to the front and sat down, "What should I print for you? Print a poem by Li Bai?"

"Li Bai?"

Ying Zheng was stunned, "Li Si, your relative?"

"I haven't heard of it before, village chief..."

Li Si was stunned and shook his head and said.

"But he is an ancient poet!"

Fusu hurriedly said, "The Chinese lesson plan that Mr. helped me with before seems to have such a name. His identity is an ancient poet, but it seems to be in the Tang Dynasty."

Tang Dynasty?

oh……
To be continued...