Mu Sheng: "Yes."

Chen Que: "For example?"

Mu Sheng: "Rice paper, Resurrection paper, Xue Tao paper, Xie Gong's note, Guanyin paper, water-patterned paper, Chengxintang paper, Gusu paper...etc."

Chen Que was stunned: "What kind of paper is this? I haven't heard of any of them."

Feng Junchi had never heard of it, but he didn't say anything. He just stared at Mu Sheng with cold eyes, as if he could find something like this.

Mu Sheng let him look at it and smiled at Chen Que, "If Mr. Chen had heard of it and knew how to make it, I wouldn't come here to find you today."

Chen Que nodded: "Dare you ask how these papers are made?"

Mu Sheng: "This is about whether you and I are in partnership with each other to do business. If you are in partnership, I will naturally tell you how to make these papers."

"It should be like this." Chen Que took a bite of the dish. "Miss Mu, should I let me see what papers are there in order to continue the talk?"

Mu Sheng: "You can't see you now."

Chen Que: "Why?"

"I don't have money to make these papers, I only know how to make them. If Mr. Chen wants to see them, after working with me, you can make them by yourself according to the method I gave them to see them. Or..." After a pause, Mu Sheng continued to smile and said, "If you don't work with me, I will go find someone else to work with you, and wait for me and others to make these papers."

Chen Que looked apologized: "Miss Mu, I didn't see the paper. I can't easily do any business with you. I have to know what paper they are."

Mu Sheng smiled and nodded to express his understanding. Then, he said, "I can tell you what paper they are, but I can't show you the real thing."

Chen Que: "Then please tell me, for example, what kind of paper is this rice paper?"

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "This rice paper is a kind of paper with a soft and tough texture, smooth as jade, and neither mortal nor rotten. When you use this paper to draw, the ink rhyme is clear, the layers are clear, the backbone is full of energy, the momentum is rich, the thick but not muddy, and the light but not gray."

Chen Que was surprised: "It's so good?"

Mu Sheng smiled: "It is not an exaggeration to call it the 'king of the paper'." And rice paper has indeed enjoyed the reputation of the 'king of the paper, thousand-year-old paper' since ancient times, but it is not here.

The King of Paper?

Feng Junchi narrowed his cold eyes slightly.

Chen Que laughed: "This is too much praise!"

Mu Sheng only smiled but said nothing.

Seeing her like this, Chen Que was suspicious. Didn’t he boast too much? But he asked something else: “It’s really not edible or rotten?”

He was also very skeptical of this.

There is no paper that can be neither edible nor rotten.

Mu Sheng smiled and said, "It cannot be said that it is not mortal or rotten at all, but its life span is extremely long." Otherwise, how could it be praised as "thousand-year life paper"?

Chen Que: "How long is the extreme length?"

Mu Sheng: "I don't know how long it is, but the person who taught me how to make this paper said that if this paper is properly preserved, it can be a thousand years in terms of life."

In other words, paper lives for thousands of years.

"Thousand Years?!" Chen Que exclaimed in surprise.

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Junchi Leng's eyes.

Mu Sheng only smiled and said, "Yes."

Chenque was thinking. If there was such a paper, it was really not a small business.

After a while, Chen Que smiled and said, "I was wondering, how could Miss Mu know that this new paper was taught by someone. Can you ask who taught me?"

Mu Sheng: "There are masters who teach each other."

It is clear that no one will teach you.

Chen Que: "The other methods of making paper are also taught by this expert?"

Mu Sheng just smiled and nodded.

Knowing that she wouldn't tell who taught me, Chen Que asked instead: "What about the 'resurrection paper'?"
Chapter completed!