"You might as well call it Chu Hou Paper!"

"No need, Mr. Cai became a eunuch, and he was named a marquis in his life and became famous all over the world. I am neither a king nor a eunuch. Wouldn't it be a joke to fight for such a false reputation with him?"

Chu Feng waved his hand, not caring at all.

Lu Su and Liu Ye suddenly felt ashamed. The pattern and pattern were the other princes were afraid that their advantages would not be widely circulated, so they specially sent people to promote them everywhere!

My boss is fine, I don’t want to worry!

The big pattern and the high ambitions are unforgettable!

"In this way, let him call Shouchun rice paper and named it after the earth, so that everyone in the world knows that this paper was made under my rule." Chu Feng added.

"The lord is wise!" the two said together.

"Oh by the way, I'll find all the archaeological books that have been dynasties and find someone to be responsible for exploring the authenticity. I have sent hundreds of copies to the world, and civilizations of all dynasties should not be lost!"

Chu Feng said loudly.

There are too few bamboo slips that have been passed down from generation to generation, and all rely on copying. Most of the aristocratic families are monopoly. If you want to read some ancient books, you even need to borrow some from the eastern and western families, which is very troublesome.

"This... lord, there are so many ancient books, so it should be calculated by car. It takes a long time to copy so many ancient books, let alone thousands of times, which is not just a waste of time!"

Lu Su said quickly.

"It is naturally time-consuming and laborious to copy, but if it is printed, it should be more than a hundred times faster!" Chu Feng disagreed. When he sent papermaking technology over, he naturally thought of printing.

Among the four great inventions, the one that only needs to be operated is the least. As long as there is a sudden idea, this thing is actually available in the Han Dynasty, and the imperial seal is also considered printing.

However, given the quality of paper in the Han Dynasty and no one thought of using it to print Chinese characters, printing technology was delayed until the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

The only thing is that the dynasty in the middle is chaos!

"Print?" When the two heard the sound, they both narrowed their eyes and thought. Both of them were talented people who were not fools. The literal meaning made them think, after all, there were many seals.

"Let's go and take you to see. I wonder if it's done!" Before leaving, Chu Feng asked Uncle Li to reward everyone and explained the details.

Chu Feng then went to the craftsman camp.

Liu Ye and Lu Su followed their elder brother to see the world with their elder brother. To be honest, the things here really opened their eyes.

It didn't take long to go, the craftsman camped in a corner.

Because the urgency of printing movable type is not high, Chu Feng did not ask many people to work overtime, and there were about 30 people in this courtyard.

They all lowered their heads and carved the Chinese characters in their hands.

Looking at the blocky Chinese characters, Liu Ye and Lu Su narrowed their eyes slightly, as if they had thought of something, but they seemed to have not thought of anything, and looked at Chu Feng with a gaze.

The person in charge of carving was an old man. When he saw Chu Feng suddenly visiting, he stood up nervously and said, "Lord, forgive the foolish people, and has not yet been carved!"

"I'll come and see how many have you carved?" Chu Feng raised his hand.

"Lord, there are only two or three craftsmen who read literacy among the craftsmen. Most craftsmen can only carve less than twenty Chinese characters in a day, and some of them are wrongly engraved, so the speed is not fast!"

The old man sighed a little.

"How many carved are there now?" Chu Feng stepped forward and picked up a small piece of wood, looked up and down and asked.

"In half a month, I have carved about 7,000, and they are all there!" The old man said with a little ashamed, because the speed is not fast, so I can only say that they are still born by hand.

Chu Feng looked over, and the dense blocks of characters came forward to play with them. The engraving was quite delicate. He immediately asked, "Do you have any try the printing effect?"

"I haven't tried it yet!" the old man replied.

"Zijing and Ziyang, this is a movable type printing technique. These movable type can be placed into the plate and printed into chapters, which can better preserve ancient books of all dynasties."

"At that time, you can print books all over the world, whether they are sold or given, so that past history will never sink and civilizations of all dynasties can be preserved."

Chu Feng said solemnly.

The historical materials of the Han Dynasty have been well preserved, but there are still many historical books that are lost, which is heartbreaking. In Chu Feng's view, movable type printing is not profitable, but we must have a pattern.

The two lamented that the lord looked at the ages and they felt inferior to themselves, and that such movable type printing techniques would be a historical item, but they all came to Chu Feng's hands.

The more they look at Chu Feng, the more mysterious they become. It is a blessing for three lives to serve these people.

"Come on, you two accompany me to record this historic moment." Chu Feng said with a smile.

Liu Ye and Lu Su were energetic and quickly agreed that this would be a historic moment, which would be recorded in history, and the two of them would become witnesses.

"Lord, what articles should I print so many words? Or sort them randomly, try the effect?" Lu Su couldn't help asking. After all, how long would it take to find articles if there were so many words?

"Of course, you can't sort it randomly!"

Chu Feng waved his hand, and he knew that movable type printing should also be equipped with the most important first letter sorting, so that the corresponding text can be found faster and better.

"But lord, how much manpower does it take to find hundreds of characters in these thousands of words?" Lu Su frowned. The disadvantages of this thing are too obvious!

"Text classification!" Chu Feng finished: "All the literate people in the camp call, and then follow me to classify them later."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he drew twenty-six circles on the ground, and in order and with corresponding first letters and numbers written next to it. The pinyin can be described as an extremely important thing for human literacy.

"Master, this is..."

Lu Su and Liu Ye were a little confused. They had never heard of these things. How to classify them in words? The two claimed to be wise men, but they could be in front of Chu Feng.

They felt a little mentally retarded.

Reading poetry and books has no use and cannot keep up with Chu Feng's thinking at all. If they were them, they would never be able to think of these strange things.

"Classification first, let's talk about it later!"

"You go and get the Chinese characters over there, tell me what they are called, and then place them according to the position I said, and move quickly and don't make any mistakes."

Chu Feng said solemnly.

There were six people including Liu Ye and Lu Su, all of whom were ready for battle.

"Okay, let's start!"

Then, everyone read the characters one after another and then placed them according to Chu Feng's requirements. The process was extremely boring and Chu Feng's throat was slightly hoarse.

After more than an hour, thousands of characters were classified according to the pinyin, Chu Feng then drank warm water to moisten his throat, but Liu Ye and Lu Su were still puzzled.

"Lord, that's all?" Lu Su couldn't help asking when he saw Chu Feng swearing.

"Of course, after sorting, find the required characters, at most one cup of tea." Chu Feng was very confident, mainly because the pinyin was too cool.

"A cup of tea?"

Liu Ye and Lu Su's eyes lit up.

It only takes one cup of tea to find the required characters in seven thousand characters?

"Lord, why don't we print the Book of Songs?"

"No, since it is a historical moment, why do you need to copy the writings of others? Why don't you write poems?" Chu Feng waved his hand and then fell into deep thought.

Liu Ye and Lu Su were even more confused and said with a confused look on his face: "Writing a poem on the spot? Lord, do you still know this?"

Knowledge and talented are not enough to describe Chu Feng?

"I know a little bit!" Chu Feng cleared his throat and complained in his heart: He was leaning on the Eight Great Masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties, the Four Great Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty, and Li Du, big and small, although he couldn't remember it completely,

But it's not difficult to copy a piece casually.

But since it is displayed, there must be a pattern.

After pondering for a long time, Chu Feng suddenly remembered an ancient poem, which made him look solemn and said with a heavy voice:

"Sow a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand seeds in autumn."

"There is no idle land in the world, and the people still starve to death."
Chapter completed!