The next day, Zhang San came to the papermaking workshop to check the paper making process. When he touched the first batch of paper, Zhang San laughed proudly.
Then he asked Fugui to call several team leaders. Zhang San first praised the contributions of several team leaders, and then said to a few people: "You can let go of the work here and leave it to the workers themselves."
"It's time to harvest the wheat soon. You will be busy with these things first. After the wheat is harvested, I will have new things for you to do. In addition, I said that rewards will be given according to merit. Each of you will get rid of
The daily salary is 20 cents, and an additional 100 cents bonus will be received from Fugui."
Hearing that there were still so many bonuses, several people quickly declined and said: "Sir, the salary you have given us is already a lot, and we are really embarrassed to ask for the bonus."
"Hahaha, this will be our employment principle from now on. Distribution according to work, reward according to merit. Okay, let's go get the money later. In addition to 15 cents for each other worker, we will also get an additional 50 cents. You guys
The team leader will take the lead and then distribute it to them." Zhang San said with a smile.
Several people happily took the note written by Zhang San and went to Fugui to collect the money.
When Zhang Fugui and Zhang San came over in the morning, they put the money on the carriage and prepared it. At this time, they were giving out money to a few more people. When the workers received their completion money and bonuses with cheers and joy, Zhang San asked Fugui to drive Zhang San away
Go to Fang Xuanling's place. Now that the paper has been made, I want to talk to Li Shimin, but I can't enter the palace, so I can only tell Fang Xuanling.
Arriving at the house, Zhang San handed over the greeting card and waited patiently.
Not long after, I saw Fang Yiai running out and said to Zhang San: "Xiao San, you didn't tell me in advance when you came. Please come in quickly. My father should still be in Shangshu Province at this moment."
"Okay, don't worry, the paper is just made. I'll come over and talk to the Prime Minister."
"Really? Where is it? Let me see." Fang Yiai said excitedly upon hearing this.
"Haha, it's on the carriage, I'll bring it later." Zhang San smiled.
At this time, Zhang Fugui moved a pile of paper from the carriage and came to Zhang San and Fang Yiai.
"Why is this paper so white and so soft? It looks so good!" Fang Yiai picked up a piece of paper and looked at it and said in surprise.
"Not bad, this is the first batch. When the workshop equipment is improved, the paper produced will be better and have more uses."
"It's awesome, it's awesome. My father will definitely be satisfied after seeing it. This is much better than the paper in the world." Fang Yiai praised.
The two of them walked towards the living room while talking. Fang Yiai told Zhang San that the facade prepared by Changsun Chong had been cleaned by someone. When the work here was finished, he would take Zhang San to have a look.
To this, Zhang San readily agreed. This would be the capital for him to establish a foothold in Chang'an in the future, so he was naturally very concerned about it.
"Do you have nothing to do every day? I saw you at home last time I came here." Zhang San asked.
"What's the matter, don't you want to see your brother?" Fang Yiai replied with a smile.
"No way, don't you hold the position of minister and minister? Don't you have nothing to do every day?" Zhang San said with a smile.
"Hey, don't mention it. Last time I went to Pingkangfang with you, my father scolded me when I came back. Now, my position was also taken back and I was asked to reflect at home." Fang Yiai spread her hands.
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Regarding this, Zhang San also laughed and said that Fang Yiai brought it upon herself, but it also showed that the Fang family's family training was quite strict.
"Second brother, are there guests at home?" Fang Keying walked in from outside and was stunned for a moment when she saw Zhang San.
"Yes, Brother Zhang San is here, you met last time." Fang Yiai said with a smile.
Zhang San stood up and said hello to Fang Keying.
Fang Keying also saluted and replied: "I have met Mr. Zhang."
After seeing the gift, Fang Keying looked up and saw the white paper placed on the edge of the table and asked Fang Yiai: "Second brother, where did these papers come from? They look very extraordinary."
Hearing what Fang Keying said, Zhang San felt very proud and happy inside.
"This is the paper Zhang San made by himself. What do you think?" Fang Yiai replied with a smile.
"Oh, Master Zhang is so talented, I admire him so much." Fang Keying couldn't help but admired when she heard that these papers were made by Zhang San himself.
"Why, let the girl laugh." Zhang San replied modestly.
Fang Keying picked up a piece of paper, observed and felt it carefully, and said to Zhang San: "This paper is as white as snow, with a smooth surface and soft texture. It is really the best choice!"
"If Miss Fang likes it, I'll send you a batch tomorrow." Zhang San replied with a smile, still feeling proud in his heart.
"Then the little girl needs to thank Mr. Zhang first." Fang Keying smiled sweetly.
Seeing Fang Keying's soft laughter, Zhang San was stunned again, ripples were felt deep in his heart, and he quickly looked away. Zhang San pretended to cough to cover up his embarrassment.
Fang Keying's face turned slightly red when Zhang San looked at her, and she was a little shy.
The first time I heard Zhang San's name was because of the poem "It's Difficult to Travel". Later, in his father's study, he heard Fang Xuanling talking about the poem "The Inscription on a Poor House", which made Fang Keying full of curiosity about Zhang San. The last time Fang Xuanling left behind
Ai led Zhang San in the garden. It was the first time the two met. Zhang San's handsome and tall appearance often appeared in Fang Keying's mind.
"Hey, do you two still know that I'm around?" Fang Yiai joked on the side.
Hearing what Fang Yiai said, Fang Keying blushed and ran away in a hurry, looking a little guilty. Fang Yiai laughed loudly.
Hearing the laughter of his second brother coming from the hall, Fang Keying quickened his pace and left.
Although women were more open-minded during the Tang Dynasty, it was only relative to feudal society.
Fang Keying was only fifteen years old, about the same age as Zhang San, and with a thin skin, how could he withstand Fang Yiai's teasing.
"You, your own sister is also making fun of you." Zhang San said angrily from the side.
"Hey, what's wrong? You don't really like my sister, do you?" Fang Yiai asked with a smile when she saw Zhang San defending Fang Keying.
"What are you talking about? If word spreads about it, it will bring bad reputation to women."
"Hahaha, don't worry, no one dares to gossip about our family's affairs. But having said that, I think you and my sister are having fun, and I think she should also be interested in you. Otherwise..." Fang Yiai said with a sly smile.
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang San interrupted: "Please save yourself and don't make any mistakes."
Seeing what Zhang San said, Fang Yiai was still unwilling to let Zhang San go, and said: "Let me remind you, although my girl is a concubine, her character and appearance are the best choice, and there are many people who come to ask for marriage.
She's here. It's just that my father dotes on her and can't bear for her to get married early, otherwise...hehe." Fang Yiai said, not going into details here.
After Zhang San heard this, he was still very uneasy in his heart, but considering his own background, in this era where people pay attention to being well-matched, he is a small county boy, he is a farmer, and he has no foundation. Even if the daughter of the house is a concubine,
It's not comparable to myself either.
Thinking of this, Zhang San couldn't help but sigh: Sure enough, no matter in ancient times or modern times, it is difficult for a person without power to like someone!
"What's wrong? Are you shocked?" Fang Yiai asked, seeing Zhang San's lost look.
"No, how long will it take for the prime minister to come back?" Zhang San changed the subject.
"It should be soon." As soon as Fang Yiai finished speaking, Fang Xuanling walked in.
"Zhang San, you're here, sit down quickly, you don't have to get up." Fang Xuanling stretched out her hand to stop Zhang San from getting up his luggage and said.
"Come here often from now on. Coming here is just like going home. There is no need to be restrained." Fang Xuanling said again.
Zhang San heard what Fang Xuanling said and thanked Fang Xuanling: "Then I will bother Uncle Fang from now on. My nephew came here today to tell his uncle that the paper has been made."
"Oh, it's really made. It looks good!" Fang Xuanling came in just now and didn't see the paper put aside. At this time, he saw the paper next to Zhang San and quickly came to Zhang San and picked up a piece of paper.
exclaimed.
"Tsk tsk, mistress, you can do it. This paper is much better than the existing paper." Fang Xuanling praised again.
"Thanks to the appreciation of the emperor and uncle, my nephew has fulfilled his mission and finally produced the first batch of paper."
Seeing that Fang Xuanling was also very satisfied with these papers, Zhang San was relieved. The three of them chatted in the living room for a while. Fang Xuanling said that he would send these papers to the emperor in the afternoon and told Zhang San to use them.
Craftsmen have been arranged to rush to make the templates for movable type printing, and they will be ready in two days.
Zhang San was also happy. In this way, the book printing shop can be opened. After dinner at Fang Mansion, Fang Yiai led Zhang San to the shop to find the way, and Fang Xuanling also brought the paper into the palace.
