Xiao Yuan is so talented, it would be a pity just to be in the academy.
Xie Yuan is fine.
After Xiteng paper was made, it was not only lent to Lu Zhong to solve his urgent needs, but also solved the academy's paper demand problem.
We can't just let them run around holding a pile of thick and heavy bamboo slips all the time.
After the paper problem was solved, Xie Yuan saw Lu Zhong copying ancient books word by word, and thought of something else.
In this era, it is easy for children of aristocratic families to study. Their families have ancient books that have been passed down, and there are also many copies copied by younger generations. They can borrow them at any time if they want to read them.
But it is not that easy for children from poor families and poor people who have no background to read books.
Since books are almost monopolized by aristocratic families, an ancient book on the market is very expensive, so when they can't afford it, they can only borrow it from aristocratic families in a low voice.
Sometimes the aristocratic family will not pay attention to you at all. Even if you lend it, the aristocratic family will set a few days to return it. Scholars from poor families who want to read these ancient books for a long time can only use these short days to copy them - in this way, it can be said that
Very troublesome.
Furthermore, it is easy to make mistakes when copying books, which makes it difficult for future generations to copy the mistakes and cannot find the original version, making it difficult to make corrections and changes.
With this in mind, there have been smart people throughout history who invented printing.
If he remembers it well, the earliest printing technology seems to have been engraving and printing more than two hundred years later.
If this thing is done in advance, the efficiency of copying ancient books can be greatly improved, and typographical errors can also be avoided.
Xie Yuan thought about it for a moment and felt it was feasible.
He taught Qi Yan and a group of disciples how to make paper. After watching them start making paper in a decent manner, Xie Yuan found a few pieces of wood with good texture, cut them into suitable sizes with a saw, and then closed the door to complete the work.
went.
When Huo Qubing went to deliver the meal, he saw among the sawdust flying all over the room, the young man in cloth clothes and scarf sitting in the middle of the room, with a carving knife flying in his hand.
As soon as the knife fell, the wooden board formed an uneven shape.
Huo Qubing noticed with sharp eyes that Xie Yuan controlled the force of the knife very skillfully——
He knows martial arts?!
Realizing this, Huo Xiaolangjun was completely stunned.
Xie Yuan noticed Huo Qubing, and instead of stopping, he finished carving a piece of wood and coated it with pine wax and other things. Then he stood up, patted the sawdust on his body, and said with a smile: "Unjust, go get a pile of brook vines."
Here comes the paper."
"Here."
Huo Qubing put down his food box and left, but soon turned back with a pile of paper in his hand.
"When did my lord start working as a carpenter again? What are these, and why are they still engraved with... words in the opposite direction?" Huo Qubing put the paper on the table and looked at the pile of carved templates with surprise in his eyes.
"You'll know it just by looking at it."
At that time, Xie Yuan had already prepared the ink and picked up a wooden board to cover it.
After a moment, he picked up the ink-stained wooden board and gently pressed it on a brand new piece of Xiteng paper.
After a while, Xie Yuan picked up the wooden board and said warmly: "It's unjust, look at it."
Huo Qubing leaned over and took the paper into his eyes. On the new paper that originally contained nothing, a few lines of words had been neatly written down.
"There is traffic on the streets, chickens and dogs hear each other. There are people coming and going, and the men and women are dressed like outsiders. They have yellow hair and are happy... Is this the Peach Blossom Spring by Mr. Tao?" Huo Qubing was slightly startled, "Why don't you see the master?
Just start writing and there will be writing on the paper?"
Xie Yuan presented the wooden board with ink stains to Huo Qubing——
"Rubbing characters on a wooden board and covering the surface with truffles and other materials can be preserved for a long time. When used, it is dipped in ink and printed on the writing. The characters can be formed without using a pen - this is woodblock printing."
Engraving and printing...
After hearing Xie Yuan's explanation, Huo Qubing's eyes suddenly lit up.
"If engraving printing comes out, other people can also read and submit letters?"
"Not only that, but it can also avoid errors that occur during copying, which will prevent future generations from being able to correct or modify it." Xie Yuan smiled slightly, "It's just that now that the aristocratic families are in power, it's better for us to use this kind of thing ourselves."
When the economy moves southward and the Wu family and the Qiaoxing family begin to compete with each other, he may be able to find opportunities to introduce woodblock printing - after all, this thing really touches the interests of the family.
He didn't want to die in the family's machinations before he grew old.
As for now, he has invented engraving and printing, so let's briefly benefit the disciples in the academy who want to copy ancient books.
The news of woodblock printing quickly spread in the academy, and the diners joined in the fun out of curiosity. When they saw that neat and beautiful characters could be printed on a mere wooden board dipped in ink, they were instantly shocked.
The diners picked up their knives one after another to carve, but the results were always unsatisfactory.
Xie Yuan said that this thing requires basic skills, and people without basic skills will not be able to carve it.
He helped everyone make templates for classic ancient books such as the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic, and also warned the disciples not to spread the woodblock printing to anyone outside the academy.
Especially Lu Zhong.
Thinking of what happened last time, Lu Zhong nodded in agreement with red ears.
After seeing woodblock printing and Xiteng paper, Lu Zhong, out of gratitude to Xie Yuan, took the initiative to silently write down the five thousand volumes of books in the Lu family's collection.
After correction by Xie Yuan, Qi Yan and other disciples, these ancient books were put into the library.
Xie Yuan planned to make a large number of copies of these ancient books after the economy moved southward - these were priceless treasures.
In their place, many ancient books are included in the lost list, and even if there are some that can be handed down, they are all incomplete fragments.
Usually this happens again and again, and the time comes to mid-September.
The rice fields and sweet potatoes are finally harvested.
On the day of harvest, the weather was clear and crisp.
Everyone worked together and harvested the entire rice field and sweet potatoes in five days, and also caught the fat fish.
Xie Yuan referred to the ancient books given by the system and made wooden tools for threshing.
Then everyone saw the rice with full grains.
After leaving some sweet potatoes and rice to make seeds for the coming year, Xie Yuan fulfilled his promise and used the stove he built to cook a whole fish feast for them - with different dishes of sweet potatoes and steamed soft and fragrant rice for everyone to eat.
In the end, there was only one word left in my heart.
Fragrant, so fragrant!
The sweetness of the sweet potatoes and the softness of the fish directly overturned their taste buds.
After the banquet was over, Xie Yuan began to count.
The harvest of sweet potatoes totaled one thousand catties, and the threshed rice totaled eight hundred catties.
It’s not bad. We will open up the remaining mountains next year and we should be able to harvest more.
As for the uneaten fish, Xie Yuan smoked them all and made them into dried fish.
There was some leftover rice, which Xie Yuan made into rice wine and stored in the cellar along with the grain.
This is enough to last them for a long time.
Even if there is a severe drought in the future, I will not be afraid of going hungry.
It was already late at night when the things were put away in the cellar.
Xie Yuan, each with a pot of wine, sat in the small pavilion of the academy and admired the moon.
"It's so late, Xiaoyuan still hasn't rested?" This chapter has been completed!