Chapter 89, Bamboo Paper Five Hundred Years in Advance
Dongjun, Cangting School, on the high platform of the school square, Fang Guangyan and the new rules of the school said again to the two hundred students here what he just said to Xu Shu outside the school.
He originally thought that the students in the private school would be in an uproar and doubtful as to why students who were full of doctrines and articles should be like craftsmen and woodcutter farmers.
At a glance, there were two hundred students, but all of them had clear eyes. They all had trust in him, and no one had the slightest doubt.
The students at Cangtingjin Academy are all ordinary people's children, with commoner clothes and dark skin. Two hundred people listened to the teacher's teachings without a single cough or breath. It was like a song in the middle of Cao Yingjun's army. There were no children of scholars at all. They knew a little bit about writing.
Just a wild and frivolous air.
Fang Guang looked at these dull and resolute Fang Guang, with the light of spiritual enlightenment hidden in his eyes, and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.
He naturally knew that within a hundred years, the scholars would finally defeat the descendants of his lord, Boss Cao.
These descendants of the disciples in the Central Plains are exactly the begging soldiers who went to and fro to kill in order to get a bite of food.
The Kyushu Taoist tradition and the scholarly clans cannot bear it. This world, because of its existence, will eventually fall on the students in front of them.
Fang Guang's eyes became softer and softer, and his voice also softened.
"Three gates of wealth, heaven and earth, and the chief clerk of Tianmen, will build one. I will set up a papermaking workshop and a weapons workshop, and Xu Shu, Xu Yuanzhi, will coordinate everything!"
"The gate of the earth controls the mountains, rivers and swamps, explores the treasures of heaven and earth, purifies white ash, and smelts refined iron. Meng Gongwei is in charge."
"The Caimen is responsible for the cultivation of hair. The fertilizer workshop, rice, wheat and millet are all grown from this door. It is under the control of Shi Tao and Shi Gong!"
"I will try my best to drive out the outlines of all the sects. I will be refined in my career and have my own strengths in my duties. Academics in Cangting, literacy and writing are just the last part. Blessing the world is the main purpose. You must keep it in your heart!"
Fang Guang said what he said, and the new trend was surging. The governor of Edong County and the commander of other departments were in high positions. They bowed their hands and saluted to the refugees and the children of military families in the audience.
Fang Guang knew that what the school did could not be achieved in two days. All he could do was sow the seeds in the hearts of the two hundred students here.
Over time, two hundred students, or perhaps everyone, will be able to realize something, and the seeds of Kyushu's knowledge will be sown today.
"Just follow the orders of the Sheriff!"
"We will live up to the trust entrusted by the county governor!"
Under the high platform, Xu Shu, Meng Jian, and Shi Tao didn't know why, but tears welled up in their eyes. The three of them, along with the two hundred students, bowed in return to Fang Guang, and their hearts were burning!
A few days later, in a large courtyard in Dong'a City, beside Fang Guang, Xu Shu and dozens of Tianmen disciples looked at the county governor, shaking up the papers that had been circulated from the Chang'an workshop, with disdain on his face.
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Lun improved the papermaking technology, and the scholars were able to use paper.
Of course, Cai Lun paper, which is made from fishing net bark as its main raw material, has a yellowish color, a rough surface, and is prohibitively expensive.
One hundred pieces of Cai Lun bark paper cost hundreds of copper coins. There are rich and powerful people in the world, and no one dares to use it more.
Fang Guang naturally knew that printing and papermaking were the foundation for the popularization of knowledge, and the popularization of knowledge was the foundation for shaking the powerful tyrants' control over the national affairs of Kyushu.
The first order issued by the magistrate of Dongjun when he returned to Dong'a had nothing to do with mulberry farming, but exchanged grain and fodder for the thick bamboos that can be seen everywhere on the hills outside Dong'a city.
In a year of great disaster, how precious is food? Although Dong'a had a good harvest, the government exchanged grain for useless bamboo, but the people in the county went berserk.
There was a new harvest of beans, and all the people were in peace. Qingzhou military households and Xuzhou refugees were all going up to the mountains to chop bamboo. Within a few days, the newly built papermaking workshop was filled with moso bamboos as thick as a bowl.
In the workshop, Fang Guang was dressed in cloth and barefoot. He looked no more like a county guard than a woodcutter in the mountains.
Fang Guang held a sharp knife and demonstrated how to chop moso bamboo himself. Students from Taishi Ci Buqu and Workshop Tianzimen around him imitated the dance of the hatchet and instantly cut the moso bamboo into five feet and five inches.
Fang Guang used bamboo as material, so he naturally wanted to make bamboo paper, which became popular all over the world during the Sui and Tang Dynasties.
Bamboo paper pulp is fine, white in color, and the material is easy to obtain. Compared with paper made from fishing nets and bark, the paper quality is several times better.
Fang Guang stood in front of Bu Qu and the craftsmen, and with a smile on his face, he opened the lime cellar in front of him.
In the manufacture of bamboo paper, the most important thing is rotten bamboo branches. What Fang Guang uses is the lime soaking method.
For the precious white ash, the governor of Dongjun and the magistrate of Dongjun were the first to slap the table and had a quarrel.
If Fang Guang hadn't promised to return the lime borrowed from the fertilizer workshop to Zaozhuan within a month, Dongjun Ling would not have let Fang Guang take away the lime even if he had been beaten.
Nowadays, farmers in Yanzhou don’t know that the fertilizer in Dongjun is a magical thing that can increase the yield of rice and wheat by 70% to 80%. Zao Zhuan has spent every day dealing with those wealthy families who beg for fertilizer. She has seen Fang Guang lose his family and has a thick neck.
For several days.
In the workshop, the magistrate of Dongjun, with a solemn face, stuffed the bamboo segments in his hands into the lime cellar.
This is exactly the dry beating method of making bamboo paper.
After three months, take out the corroded bamboo segments and beat them into powder using a waterwheel, which is called wet beating.
After the cone rolling, it goes through papermaking, loose paper, and paper drying. The bamboo paper is filled with the fragrance of bamboo and wood. Only then is the manufacturing completed.
The Nanyang Wolong lineage has always aimed to dabble in hundreds of schools. Xu Shu relied on himself and knew a little bit about all the schools in the world.
Today, after Fang Guang's death, he realized that the little thing in his stomach might not be as good as Mr. Datong's!
Fang Guang didn't hide anything from Xu Yuanzhi, and gave the fire demon Xu Shu the skill of making bamboo paper that he had recalled overnight.
Xu Shu was in this world and would never have the opportunity to set fire to Bowangpo. However, this famous scholar had the honor of being called bamboo paper in future generations.
Unlike Xu Shu, who showed respect for Fang Guang, beside him, Zaozhuan, the commander of Dongjun, was counting the limes that Fang Guang had pulled away. His face was full of pain, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were twitching constantly.
"After three months, I will personally come with Yuan Zhi to take out the bamboo sections. In less than a month, there will be hundreds more white ash cellars here. When the wheat matures next year, our Dongjun Bamboo Paper will be famous all over the world.
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"Okay, today's bamboo paper production ends here. You and I will go to the weapons workshop to see if Colonel Han has made the sample parts for my bed crossbow and divine arm crossbow!"
Fang Guang clapped his hands, threw away the bamboo segments in his hands, and looked at Tai Shici and smiled.
The North Sea general doesn't care about papermaking or mining at all. Today, when he was with Fang Guang, he yawned several times.
When he heard the words "bed crossbow" and "god arm crossbow", the look on Taishi Ci's face suddenly became wonderful.
Taishi Ci was born to be an expert in crossbows, but when he was drinking at Mr. Datong's house, he heard the Mr. Datong brag about these two sharp weapons. He wanted to see if there was any crossbow in the world that could compare with his eight-stone Beihai.