With a trembling heart and excited hands, Guo Huaiyi finally couldn't calm down and shouted:
"Sir, I would like to give it a try and make a piece of paper with my own hands!"
Guo Huaiyi could not suppress his excitement and admired her on the spot. His eager heart could no longer hold back.
It was in the secret room at first.
He only saw the paper.
It is precisely because of this that he followed Ying Cheng to cause trouble in Afang Palace regardless of everything. He even dared to disobey His Majesty.
All this is because of paper and printing.
These are two supreme weapons that can offset all sins.
He believes.
Even if His Majesty wants to blame him, if he takes out this pile of paper, he will be cleared of any crime. Not only will he not be guilty, but he will be rewarded.
Yingcheng wanted to mobilize 500,000 civilians, but finally used 200,000.
He thought that making a piece of paper would cost a lot.
Yingcheng mobilized 100,000 people to build river embankments and carried out various types of robbery, including more than 3,000 craftsmen.
He thought that the cost of making a piece of paper was really high.
Ying Cheng asked more than 200,000 people to appropriate the building materials of Epang Palace and build here day and night.
He thought that the cost of making a piece of paper was unimaginable.
But now.
I witnessed the whole process with my own eyes, a piece of wood...from crushing, boiling, hammering, stirring, and finally scooping it out of the pond with a gentle gauze net, and then roasting it on the hot kang.
A piece of paper... was actually formed.
too easy.
It was so simple that he thought he could do it.
This doesn't cost much at all.
How much does a piece of wood cost?
Ten coins can buy ten sticks.
There are so many trees in Shanglin Garden, backed by the boundless Nanshan Mountains, there are countless and inexhaustible trees.
And it is impossible to calculate how many such papers can be made from that piece of wood.
Really, so excited.
He wanted to make a pile of paper with his own hands. Right now, nothing was more important than this.
Ying Cheng smiled, picked up a pile of cut papers, slapped it on Guo Huaiyi's face, and said with a smile:
"You are a general with a bright future. With your ability, it is not a problem to lead an army alone!
You should do what you should do, do you want to guard this shabby papermaking workshop?"
"If you rely on papermaking to gain official status, you must think clearly and don't put the cart before the horse!"
"If you can think clearly, come out and I will give you an idea. That is the most important thing for you right now."
With that said, Ying Cheng walked out of the long thatched shed without giving Guo Huaiyi a chance to experience it himself.
So excited, so excited!
When Guo Huaiyi saw Ying Cheng leaving, he glanced back intently, turned his head with great difficulty, and quickly followed Ying Cheng out while holding the cut paper.
"My lord, my lord, I really want to try it!" Guo Huaiyi is still determined to try.
If he doesn't give it a try, he feels that his whole life will be gloomy and he will lack an extremely wonderful event.
Ying Cheng shook his head and said with a smile: "Didn't you hand a piece of paper to His Majesty?"
Guo Huaiyi was stunned, you asked me to hand it over, now you have to pay for it?
"Well, the general did present the paper written in the secret room that day to His Majesty!" Guo Huaiyi muttered in reply.
Ying Cheng smiled and said mysteriously: "You have made great contributions this time, and His Majesty will definitely reward you. If I were you, I would ask Your Majesty for that piece of paper back!"
"Um, do you want that piece of paper?" Guo Huaiyi looked at Ying Cheng doubtfully, not understanding what Ying Cheng meant.
He wrote that piece of paper and handed it to His Majesty.
Maybe it has been buried in a pile of papers and cannot be found.
Are you going to ask for it back?
Looking at Guo Huaiyi's expression, Ying Cheng knew that Guo Huaiyi didn't understand the value of that piece of paper at all, so he solemnly patted Guo Huaiyi's arm and said with a smile:
"Ten years later, if someone wants to buy that piece of paper from you for a hundred gold, I suggest you not to sell it!"
"Fifty years later, if someone asks you to buy that piece of paper for one thousand gold, I suggest you not to sell it!"
"One hundred years from now, if you are still alive, or if you are dead, leave a message to your descendants. If your Guo family is still glorious, keep it for another hundred years.
If your Guo family has lost its glory, then sell it decisively!"
"Master, Master, is that piece of paper valuable?" Guo Huaiyi originally wanted to experience papermaking in person, but was instantly attracted by Ying Cheng's words.
"Hahaha!" Ying Cheng waved his sleeves and left with a big smile. He did not try to explain more clearly, but said, "The first piece of paper was written by you, Guo Huaiyi."
After that, Ying Cheng walked away leisurely.
"Master, Master, wait for me!" Guo Huaiyi's eyes flashed with a strange light.
But, he was very confused!
Papermaking was so simple that he could see at a glance that the paper in the future would be worthless and there would be countless.
But.
Why would anyone spend so much money on that piece of paper?
Is it too much money?
Although strange.
But Guo Huaiyi still secretly remembered these words in his heart.
Because this sentence was said by the genius in front of me who is the most intelligent in the world.
soon.
Ying Cheng came to the printing shop.
A long corridor room.
It is still under construction, but here, a few rooms sufficient for current use have been built.
This is already OK.
The difficulty in printing is not in molds or printing plate molds.
But ink.
Normally, when ordinary ink is placed on paper, the ink will spread out. The smaller the characters, the more likely they will become a lump when printed.
but.
If you add tung oil, sesame oil, and grease to the ink, this problem can be solved very well.
If you want to protect printing technology, you must first protect the ink formulation.
Ying Cheng naturally separated these two processes, adjusted the ink in a unified manner, and then issued them in sequence.
After the ink is adjusted.
Ying Cheng continued to teach.
This entire process takes place at one workstation, so it is naturally impossible to separate it into different steps.
One person, one printing station, working in shifts, plus three assistants.
Just keep printing day and night.
What he wants is not just one book, but hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions of identical books.
There is no need to replace the movable type printing plate mold, one plate is enough to last you a long time.
so.
Instead, the focus of printing became the coppersmiths and blacksmiths who poured the molds.
It takes a lot, a lot of movable type molds.
certainly.
Under current conditions, it is impossible to produce a movable type printing plate mold that is less than one centimeter.
If that is the case, it will simply embarrass yourself and others.
As long as it was smaller than the written words, he was satisfied.
at the same time.
He did not use official script, let alone simplified characters, for all the text on the printing plates, but all used Xiaozhuan.
The reason why he is printing so many books now is not to let people read and write, but to promote Qin culture.
soon.
Ying Cheng ended his teaching work in the printing workshop.
Continue to the small tube room. The application of small tubes can quickly improve writing efficiency and save writing costs, without any disadvantages.
After everything was basically done, Ying Cheng found a tent to sleep in.
Ever since he was assassinated in the middle of the night, he didn't want to walk in the middle of the night. At least it would give him more security during the day.
