As long as the technology of paper and ink meets the requirements, the difficulty of movable type printing is not high. The only difference is the problem of loss.
Wooden movable type, pottery movable type, and lead movable type all have higher requirements for inks.
Wood loses its texture the fastest, but only oil fume ink is enough. Pottery type requires thicker ink, and lead type requires oil-based ink. Liu Xiang doesn't know the formula, and he doesn't know the technology of the Han Dynasty.
Whether it can meet the requirements is a printing technology that has been used in modern times.
Take your time. There is no point in rushing when it comes to climbing the technology tree. Who knows that he is not an engineering man?
Moreover, wooden movable type will be sufficient in the short term.
"I sent an order to Wang Xing to recruit carvers and start carving calligraphy. Using the Thousand-Character Inscription as an example, I set aside an area in the North Palace to build a printing workshop, an ink-making workshop and a library."
He wanted to print a large number of thousand-character texts first to promote elementary education, and other books would be arranged at the back. As for how to engrave lettering and typesetting, did he need to do this himself?
Is it difficult?
Never seen a seal?
Movable type printing is just the basics, a novel idea.
If this thing still requires his step-by-step instruction, then it is too underestimated the wisdom of the ancients.
Back in the palace, before she could take a breath, Zhen Jiang appeared with a food box containing a large bowl of black and numb Chinese herbal soup.
"Can you not drink it? I'm not sick!"
Liu Xiang complained with a bitter face. This medicine was prescribed by Hua Tuo. It was said to replenish vitality and regulate the body.
typical!
Hua Tuo's family was taken to Ye County, and Hua Tuo himself had been accompanying him in Chang'an for almost a year.
Liu Xiang drank the medicine he prescribed for several months, and he began to understand more and more why Lao Cao wanted to kill him.
It’s so painful!
"Husband, hurry up and drink the medicine. There are some soaked sour plums. You can eat them after drinking them." Zhen Jiang's all-purpose magic weapon for coaxing children: secretly made sour plums.
Liu Xiang smiled nostalgically. When she visited Zhen's Mansion for the first time, Zhen Jiang came out to offer wine and held a jar of sour plums. This was her favorite and the best food.
He picked up a plum and put it in his mouth. While tasting the sour and sweet taste, he leaned back on the soft couch and said after deliberation: "I don't want to drink it, it's too bitter. Let's drink it next time."
"Good medicine tastes bitter. My husband pinched his nose and swallowed it in one bite."
"That bowl is bigger than a human head. I really can't drink it in one gulp." Liu Xiang felt that not only was he poor in alcohol consumption, but he was also poor in medicine. Anyway, he just didn't want to drink.
The main reason is that Hua Tuo did not diagnose any disease. He just said that he was born with deficiencies, that the vitality brought out of the womb was weak, that he had a lot of yin and yang and five elements, and that cold and dampness were evil. The funniest thing was that he was also given the date of his birth.
Food tells the story, and it is said that there are innate deficiencies.
I need you big-headed ghost!
This is the top miracle doctor of Han Dynasty. How can you make Liu Xiang believe his words?
Besides, I have been drinking traditional Chinese medicine soup for several months, but I still haven’t seen any effect!
Anyway, I just don’t want to suffer in vain.
He reached out to grab another plum, but Zhen Jiang took it away.
Not to be eaten.
"Drink the medicine first, then eat the sour plums."
"Brother-in-law, if you eat the plums first, the medicine will be even more bitter." Zhen Mi suddenly popped up from behind Zhen Jiang and looked at him with contempt: "General, can't you drink a bowl of medicine? Hmm.
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"If you have the guts, drink it!" Liu Xiang rolled his eyes, this little girl was actually trying to provoke him.
cut!
How can this kind of superficial strategy be used against me? Is it true that after leading the army for so many years, my reputation in the world is in vain?
"The majestic Sima actually forced a little girl to drink bitter medicine." Zhen Mi took a spoonful of delicious cheese and pretended to sigh: "Brother-in-law, are you embarrassed?"
This girl has really been raised crooked by herself. The legendary dignified and elegant Luo Shen is already ten years old, and she is still an eccentric and naughty girl. Liu Xiang looked at the large bowl of cheese in her hand and finished the appraisal.
She is a greedy fat girl.
well!
What a sin!
Luoshen probably needs to be replaced.
He suddenly felt guilty and turned his head away, not bothering to pay attention to the Zhen sisters who were forcing him to drink medicine.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Zhen Mi didn't care. She held the cheese and ate happily. Her brother-in-law would not be angry with her. She was very confident about this.
Zhen Jiang looked at the large bowl of medicinal soup and did not continue to persuade her. If you don't want to drink it, just drink it. Anyway, after drinking it for such a long time, there was no effect at all. She suspected that Hua Tuo didn't treat her husband with all his heart. Should he?
What about this so-called miracle doctor?
How about recruiting his son into the palace to be a little yellow gate? He is promised a lifetime of wealth and honor, and maybe he can be a regular servant. But he is the internal minister, and the ancestral tombs of the Hua family in Qiao County will definitely be smoking.
The smell of bitter medicine spread in the hall, and Zhen Jiang put it away in the food box in disgust, and couldn't help complaining to Hua Tuo: "Every medicine prescribed by Hua Tuo is so unpleasant, and he is a miracle doctor. He has a false reputation!"
Liu Xiang closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, Zhen Jiang was thinking about turning Hua Tuo's son into an eunuch, and Zhen Mi was heartlessly eating happily.
An atmosphere of peace and harmony.
Unfortunately, it didn't last long before it was completely destroyed by the sound of gongs, drums and basins being smashed.
"The tengu swallowed the sun, the tengu swallowed the sun."
"Quick, quick, beat the drum! Sound the gong! Shoot the arrows!"
The various noisy sounds outside were getting louder and louder, and the sky was filled with a strange yellowish color. It seemed like a solar eclipse? Liu Xiang turned over and sat up, feeling that this year was really full of disasters.
It's snowing, there hasn't been a single rain since April, there were two earthquakes in June, and it's not even July yet, and there's another solar eclipse.
For the ancients, sunlight had a very great impact on food cultivation and daily life. The gradual loss of the sun in the sky would really cause panic. For them, a solar eclipse was an extremely scary thing.
Because I don’t understand the principle, I don’t know if the sun will appear again after it disappears. Faced with the fear of the unknown, I can’t control this emotion.
In addition, there are many superstitious legends. They really believe that a tengu or an evil dragon is devouring the sun, so they will beat gongs, drums, copper basins, and anything that makes noise to make huge noises, and even
Shooting arrows into the sky, trying to drive away the evil beasts that eat the sun, to vent the fear in your heart.
"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Dog has swallowed the sun." The female envoy who came in to report had trembling hands and feet and a cry in her voice.
"Husband." Zhen Jiang was a little panicked, but she still managed to calm down her mood, but the look she looked at Liu Xiang revealed unconcealable panic.
Zhen Mi was trembling, hugging the large white porcelain bowl in her arms tightly, and ate the remaining half of the bowl of cheese without spilling a drop.
The nature of being a foodie maintains her respect for food.
Liu Xiang smiled, stood up, touched the little girl's bun, patted Zhen Jiang's back, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, it's okay. It's just a solar eclipse. The sun is only temporarily blocked.
It will come out after a while, just like someone has blocked the candlelight, that's the truth, don't panic."
Zhen Jiang nodded calmly and ordered the female envoy: "Don't panic when you go out to deliver orders. Everyone should stay in their place. Don't run around. Anyone who violates this will be punished with a stick!"
She has a good momentum and looks like the master of the harem. If it weren't for her hands that were so pinched that their knuckles turned white, no one would have seen that she was really scared.
Zhen Mi grabbed Liu Xiang's sleeve, as if she didn't need to be afraid if her brother-in-law was here. Instead, she asked curiously: "Is it true that the sun has not been eaten? Will he come back soon?"
"That's right, it passed in a while. It's a pity that there is no transparent glass and you can't make a pair of sunglasses. Otherwise, you can see the whole process of the solar eclipse, and you will know that the sun is just blocked." Liu Xiang looked at the growing sun.