After Taoist Xunshan returned, he began to write books in seclusion. Zhuchen couldn't even count on the calligraphy patterns that he wanted him to help mark.

Although his enthusiasm is very motivating, Zhuchen is not sure what he, a newbie in romance, will be able to write in the end, and he is secretly worried.

What's more, even if he wrote it, it wouldn't be of much use if he didn't develop printing technology. Her newspaper still wouldn't be able to run it.

Zhuchen had been worried about this matter. She thought that Taoist Xunshan would be able to ask him for a favor when he came. Who knew that he would find another goal in life so quickly, leaving her alone to continue groping in the pit of printing.

When it comes to printing, the most familiar ones are engraving and movable type.

Movable type printing is generally made of clay, because wooden movable type will swell when exposed to water, making it difficult to type. However, movable type made of clay suffers from serious wear and tear. If there are a large number of daily printings, they must be replaced frequently.

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The production of each movable type is very energy-consuming. There are only a few people in Chaowen who are good at writing and have flexible hands. They are all talents. We cannot just throw them all into the printing factory. Besides, throwing them all in will probably

I can't handle this workload.

Therefore, even after the invention of movable type printing, the most widely used method was engraving. During the Song Dynasty, it reached its peak development, and even illiterate women and children could participate in engraving.

It was not until the 19th century, with the impact of innovations in printing technology, that woodblock printing slowly withdrew from the stage of history.

As for movable lead type, it is widely recognized in the world that it was invented by a German around the mid-fifteenth century. However, in fact, as early as the "Jintai Chronicles" of the Ming Dynasty in China, and the "Yi Ji Wen" of the Qing Dynasty

In "The Beginning of the Chronicle", the application of lead movable type was mentioned.

People in Changzhou during the Ming Dynasty used lead and copper to make movable type. However, because typography was prone to errors, it was not widely promoted and was later lost.

What Zhuchen wants to do most is of course lead alloy movable type printing, and get it right in one step. Even if mechanization has not yet become popular, they still have the black technology of local monks. The difficulty of casting typefaces, I believe that perseverance can be overcome with manpower.

Unfortunately, this workload was too heavy, and everyone was not very happy about it. Before she could finish speaking, they shook their heads, saying that they couldn't hold on.

...In addition, the initial investment cost of this technology is too high. She has to purchase a large amount of copper and lead for smelting first. It is better to wait for the second senior brother Wei Xian [xian] to come, borrow his alchemy furnace to make a high-temperature forging furnace, and let him help her

Achieve technological advancement.

I just don’t know when Senior Brother Wei Xie will find out that his sect has moved to Chaowen.

I have been eagerly anticipating the arrival of my senior brother every morning. At this stage, we can only hire someone to use engraving technology to make some books commonly used by primary and secondary school students, such as thousand-character texts, to meet daily needs.

After the lesson that Feng Buye suffered from the backlash of demonic energy last time, Zhuchen directly used reputation points to replace the intermediate and advanced techniques of [Ruoshui] and [Fushui] to avoid being blinded when using them.

In this way, her reputation points are almost cleared. Even if the people of Chaowen love her very much, they cannot provide her with much due to the population limit.

However, it would be impossible to fully master these two healing skills in a short period of time. She still had a lot to learn, so she just took this opportunity to settle down.

Time flies by in the busyness, as if just as soon as I open my eyes, winter has come to an end, and the migratory birds that have gone away have also flown back with the gentle breeze that has warmed up again.

As spring approaches, the second wave of bamboos grows in Chaowen, and the town finally has a green spring that can be said to be green. As everyone expected, they grow when the weather gets warmer and the wind blows.

, the earliest batch of bamboos are now about as tall as a person.

Zhuchen took the legendary bamboo pole and burned it again, and scattered the bamboo food it produced on the roadside, connecting it with the bamboos planted last time in a straight line, so that they would look more orderly.

Fellow Taoist Xunshan was writing intermittently. He first finished writing his travel notes, and along the way, he also added Chao Wen to her sect order.

However, his evaluation was quite objective, and he did not boast too much about Chao Wen. He only wrote two fair sentences of evaluation, and then ranked Chao Wen at the front of the small sect and at the end of the whole book.

Unfortunately, his novel career stagnated, and he was depressed all day long. Later, he simply went to the workshop to help Zhuchen engrave plates, and he barely took on the responsibility of the propaganda department.

At the spring equinox, it rained again. This rain stopped overnight and did not last for several months like the last time.

Zhuchen had no resistance to demonic energy, so she was not sensitive to changes in the environment. However, after the rain, she went to inspect the fields and found that the color of the tong fruits in the farmland had become brighter red. From the original milky white,

Later, the top became reddish, and now it was a mixture of red and white. She knew that Chaowen's demonic aura was getting stronger again.

This is not a good thing for ordinary monks.

Zhuchen recalled the scene he saw during his last training. Although he didn't know why the demonic energy was eroding towards the mortal world, it seemed to be an established fact. If there were any changes in the demonic world, Chaowen, as a neighboring town, would be the first to bear the brunt.

If the situation worsens, the monks temporarily living here may not dare to stay any longer.

Zhuchen was worried about this, but there was nothing he could do.

She went to ask her junior brother how he was feeling recently and whether he was feeling well.

Feng Changyin clutched his chest and told her that he had not made any breakthroughs in recent practice, and every time he practiced for a long time, he would feel some pain in his internal organs. He could only feel some relief after drinking water.

After hearing this, Zhuchen sighed: "...then drink more water."

Feng Changyin didn't think there was anything wrong with her suggestion from a straight man, and responded sensibly: "Oh."

Zhuchen couldn't relax, so he analyzed it blindly and thought it was because the water from the sycamore tree contained a bit of fairy energy, which could soothe the conflict between the demonic energy and spiritual power.

When Feng Changyin heard her mention this, he couldn't help but think more about it. He covered his chest and asked, "Senior sister, do you think I'm sick?"

Zhuchen looked at him lovingly, nodded and said, "Yes."

The junior brother was sad: "What's the disease? Is there any cure? Please rub it for me quickly."

Zhuchen rubbed his head and said, "It's a disease of not being able to grow taller."

Feng Changyin immediately screamed, pretending to challenge her, but he really didn't dare to do anything to her, so he ran to Huai Xie to seek justice.

Zhuchen looked at his energetic appearance and felt that the problem was not serious. After laughing twice, his expression became serious. He walked half a circle around the city and asked the people if they had seen Liao Yun.

The few times it rained before, Liao Liuyun suppressed the demonic energy in the land. At this point, it seemed to have a better effect than the sycamore tree.

Baby...it's not that grandma doesn't love you, but that grandma really can't live without you!

Liao Lioyun was playing with Ah Tu at the border of Chaowen.

A'tu was lying on his side in a piece of soft sand for a nap. The early spring sunshine was soft, bringing a slight warmth to its feathers, making its already gorgeous feathers even more fluffy.

It also felt the change in the demonic energy after the rain. After all, it was an animal from the demon world, and this change made it feel much more comfortable. Lying quietly and leisurely like this, it couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Ah Tu still remembered that he did not come alone. From time to time he would open his round eyes and glance in the direction of the few clouds to make sure that she was not far away. Then he would turn over with peace of mind and continue to bask in the sun.

Liao Lioyun was very well-behaved and kept sitting on a small stone eating tong fruit. After taking two bites, she bent down to pick out beautiful stones on the ground and stuffed them into her small backpack.

To her, everything on the ground, even the sand, is beautiful. Those small dark yellow gravels, spread out in her hands, have different styles of beauty. Unfortunately, her schoolbag is too small and can only be used for carrying

More magnificent boulders.

Liao Lioyun weighed the bag in her hand and felt that it was only half-packed and not heavy enough. However, the rocks nearby were all dusty and did not have the style she liked, so she moved forward with small steps.

Further ahead, you can already see some black air coming from the demon world.

She was not afraid of the devil world, but Zhuchen had once warned her to be careful and not to go there, so she did not step out of this circle. She eagerly stepped on the border line of Chaowen, ready to go back. She just turned around,

I heard someone whispering behind me.

"It seems I can get over it. I don't feel any discomfort even when I get here."

"I can still use a few basic spells. How about you, brother?"

"It is indeed the Demon Lord's credit! I discovered earlier that the demonic aura in the capital is getting stronger day by day. If things go on like this, we demon cultivators will surely rule the mortal world and avenge the blood!"

"Ha! Those monks always like to talk about the way of heaven and the way of heaven. Now we should show them what the real way of heaven is! The way of heaven wants our demon cultivators to prosper!"

"Wait! There is a magic circle in front of us. I wonder what kind of trap the cunning monk has set. Everyone, please be careful."

Those voices were deep and deep, and it sounded like at least three or four people were listening.

Liao Lioyun turned around and saw no one. She said "Huh", turned her head and looked around, and asked: "Hello? Are you there?"

The sound died down instantly, followed by the sound of slight footsteps.

Liao Lioyun lowered her gaze and saw a few shallow pit marks on the sand in front of her, and soon they were in front of her.
Chapter completed!