These two things may be ordinary and useless things in the eyes of people of this era.
But Zhou Peirong came through time.
Aren’t these two things that can be used to make paper?
There are two types of books nowadays, one is engraved on bamboo slips, which is also relatively common.
It's just that the bamboo slips are heavy in mass and have little content to carve, making them difficult to carry.
Another way is to write on a harder cloth.
It's just that this kind of price is expensive and not something ordinary people can afford.
Zhou Peirong was a down-and-out scholar who had been studying for many years. He only had a cloth book in his hand, which his brother had bought for him after years of frugality when he was still alive.
It’s hard to imagine how much impact it would have on the world’s culture if paper were created.
"Now I'm really rich."
Zhou Peirong murmured and suddenly laughed wildly.
Although he is a modern man, he has many things in his mind that can make money.
But in this era, too many things have limitations.
It's not like he had never thought about making paper before.
It’s just that this thing takes a lot of time.
In the novel, the protagonists talk about making paper, and they can make paper in the blink of an eye.
But in reality, this thing is simple and takes too long.
The production process is not difficult to say, in fact it is indeed easy.
But just softening the plant fibers takes more than half a year.
However, in front of him, there was ready-made softened fiber.
This shows that he can make paper in a very short time.
After taking a deep breath to calm down his excitement, Zhou Peirong hurried back to the mule cart.
As soon as he returned to Xifeng Town, while it was still early, he took Li Ergou back.
"Brother Peirong, isn't the tofu sold out? What are we going to do now?"
On the mule cart, Li Ergou scratched his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face.
Usually at this time, isn't Zhou Peirong at home having sex with his sister-in-law?
"I'll take you to make a fortune." Zhou Peirong smiled mysteriously.
Not long after, the two came to the depression.
Because he had considered that this place might be a swamp, he brought several large wooden boards from home when he came.
After laying the big plank on the low ground, Zhou Peirong said: "Two dogs, step on the plank and pull out the rotten bamboo here."
It's not like he never thought of doing it himself.
But this body was originally that of a frail scholar, and he was already out of breath just from carrying two wooden boards, let alone pulling the bamboo out of the depression.
This kind of heavy work belongs to Li Ergou.
Li Ergou was stunned, not knowing what Zhou Peirong was going to do.
However, he still followed his instructions and pulled out a lot of rotten bamboo.
After all, he had been doing heavy work all year round. Seeing how easily Li Ergou did it, Zhou Peirong expressed envy.
Before long, the wooden boards were covered with bamboos.
Li Ergou sat aside to rest.
"Huh? Why does it smell like urine here?"
Suddenly, Li Ergou moved his nose with a look of disgust.
Zhou Peirong's mouth twitched and he said angrily: "Get some rest and move quickly, otherwise it will be dangerous after dark."
There is a severe drought this year. Not to mention the farmers' harvest is not good, the beasts in the mountains are also hungry.
Come out as soon as it gets dark.
Ergou turned pale, shrank his neck, and began to move the bamboo.
After loading the bamboo, the two returned to Xifeng Town.
However, Zhou Peirong did not rush home. Instead, he pulled the bamboo to a small river not far away and threw all the bamboo into the river.
After the bamboo rots, it still needs to be washed with water.
After doing all this, the two of them returned home.
A night of silence.
Early the next morning, Zhou Peirong went to find the carpenter and mason in the village first, and finally agreed to Li Yulian to repair the house.
Knowing that Zhou Peirong wanted to repair the house, those people were naturally very willing to help.
They knew that Zhou Peirong had made a lot of money recently.
One of the visitors was Wang, a well-known clay worker in the town, and the other was Zhang, a carpenter.
Before leaving, Zhou Peirong thought for a moment and said to Bimu: "Uncle Zhang, give me the wardrobe, table and other items as large as possible. As for the bed, just use the current width."
If you have money, you can no longer sleep on the earthen bed.
If it's too cold in winter, just buy some charcoal fire.
"Huh?" The carpenter was stunned and asked in confusion: "Brother Zhou, you are not short of money now, why don't you buy a bigger bed, it will be more comfortable to sleep like that."
Zhou Peirong said righteously: "As long as you can sleep on the bed, there is no need to waste it."
After arranging everything, the two went to the county.
When I came back again, it was already dark.
Li Yulian was pleasantly surprised when she saw the brand-new courtyard.
When you rush into the house, whether it is the windows or the wardrobe, they are already brand new.
It's just that for antiseptic purposes, it's also coated with gum, which makes it smell a little pungent.
"Erlang, we have also moved into a new house."
Looking at everything in front of her, Li Yulian's beautiful eyes couldn't help but turn red.
Who would have thought that this would only take a month.
Not only do I live in a renovated house, but even the clothes I wear are new.
But when Li Yulian walked into the room, her expression suddenly became strange.
Looking at the bed, which was as wide as the previous Tukang, she said: "Erlang, since we have made a new bed, why not make it a bigger one?"
Zhou Peirong sighed and said, "Originally, that's what I planned, but Uncle Zhang said he didn't have enough Chen Mu there, so we had to do this."
Hearing Zhou Peirong's explanation, Li Yulian nodded suddenly, but when she turned her head, a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.
When resting at night, Zhou Peirong's mouth slowly curved as he felt the soft and delicate body pressing against him.
It's not that I mean to take advantage, but the bed is really only so wide.
…
Time flies in the blink of an eye, and a few more days pass.
During this period, the sales volume of tofu has not been so large, and only one car of silver is recorded in the account every day.
Not only that, there are other vendors selling tofu in the county.
Tofu is not something difficult to make.
It took a month for other people to come up with the research, which already made Zhou Peirong very satisfied.
However, for safety reasons, he still went to sell tofu with Li Yulian every day.
Seeing that there were not many customers in front of her, Li Yulian looked sad.
"Erlang, our tofu is selling less and less." She let out a long sigh.
Compared with the several taels of silver I received every day last month, now sometimes it is less than one tael. It is really pitiful.
But this is also a matter of Zhou Peirong’s medical treatment.
After a moment of silence and counting the time, he smiled slowly and said, "It's okay, we will be able to make money again soon."
Returning to Xifeng Town, Li Ergou and Li Ergou picked up all the bamboos in the river and cleaned them.
"Erlang, what do you do with these bamboos?" Looking at the bamboos in front of her, Li Yulian was confused.