I don't want to be a saint

Chapter 153 Advertising Butt Wipes?

Chen Pishi and Wei Jingxuan sent invitations to the literary conference almost at the same time, inviting famous literati and students from the entire Jinghu North Road to gather in Jiangling to discuss the four eternal absolutes.

Therefore, as the date of the literary fair drew closer, dozens of literati and students rushed to Jiangling City from all directions every day.

The literati costumes that can be seen everywhere on the street have become a beautiful scenery.They squeezed into Jiangling City from all directions, and the first two places they had to go to were Wangjing Tower and Yanyu Tower.

Go to pay homage to the four eternal absolutes that stumped the entire literati and students of Jiangling Prefecture.Block the water around the two restaurants.

They stood quietly downstairs, looking up in a daze, like a group of devout pilgrims.

But no matter how pious you are, if you don't match up, you just don't match up... you can't live or die...

But the more it is like this, the more magical it is, attracting countless literati and students to follow.

This is the charm of words!

And the next place they want to go must be the Confucian Temple in the center of the city.

The bamboo sheds built in front of the Confucian Temple have long since become a scene in the city, echoing the Wangjing Tower and the Yanyu Tower, forming a tripartite confrontation.

Several bamboo sheds are all hung with the calligraphy of those literati and students.Poems and songs, everything is available.

Therefore, hundreds of literati and students gathered here every day, and they took the trouble to taste those calligraphy treasures from beginning to end.

Chen Pishi and Wei Jingxuan, the two of them did the first grade of junior high school, and Guo Yi did the fifteenth grade.They are all taking advantage of each other, and no one should say that anyone is despicable.

And Zhu Lao Er did it even better. He took advantage of the opportunity to invite two great Confucian scholars, who came here every day, commented on those works, and made a one, two, three, four.

Afterwards, the top four winners every day will be hung in the most conspicuous position in the bamboo shed, so that others can admire them immediately.

This time, those literati students were greatly stimulated, racking their brains every day to compose lyrics and poems.

After all, since ancient times, literature has never been the first, and martial arts has never been the second!
And the most important thing is that these bamboo sheds are not for nothing, the two restaurants are competing to provide all kinds of food here.

Guo Yi taught them more than a dozen kinds of snacks and special snacks, covering all the tables like running water.

Of course, it's not free.The price is clearly marked, and there is no deception.

However, those who can be scholars are generally rich.There are less than one-tenth of the poor families.

After all, the Four Treasures of the Study are not a small expense.

Moreover, these snacks with various patterns are not expensive, mainly relying on quantity.But there are too many people!

Therefore, what Zhu Laoer looks forward to most every day is to check the accounts and count the money at night.

And the Wangjing Tower under his control is overcrowded every day, and the sound is extremely noisy, which can be heard deafeningly far away.

Even if Guo Yi was standing in the papermaking workshop in the backyard, he was a little annoyed by the noise.

At this time, shopkeeper Chen of the Fuxing Company was also standing beside him, smiling and watching the dozen or so workers in front of him clumsily making paper by the slurry tank.

The more he watched, the more excited he became, his right hand kept stroking his beard, and his eyes narrowed unconsciously.

After two days of training, although the dozen or so workers were still clumsy and the paper they copied out was uneven in thickness, they could barely do it.

It's just a butt wipe, don't ask too much.Even if the buckle is broken, it's just washing hands...

And when they are fully skilled, the bamboo paper will almost be pickled.

Now there are eight pulp pools, all of which are used to make reed paper.It is planned to change all the bamboo paper workshops to Huangzhuang for operation.

There are eight slurry pools, and ten workers are making paper at the same time, while the rest are practicing peeling off the wet paper and pasting it on the drying wall.

After more than a dozen workers are proficient, each person can make about three or four hundred sheets of paper on average.The dozen or so workers make about [-] sheets per day.

Moreover, Zhu Gui has already discussed with Guo Yi to continue to expand the scale.A few more pickling pools and slurry pools will be added, and workers will continue to add manpower.

Strive to produce about [-] sheets of paper every day.

Shopkeeper Chen walked around the paper wall twice with a smile on his face. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. It's all money!

"Erlang, we are old acquaintances! Now that we are a family again, we should help each other. Your Highness has already told me about your plan.

I have to say that Erlang is indeed a great talent!The old man is in admiration! "

There was something in his words. Hearing this, Guo Yi couldn't help but raised his brows, tilted his head and glanced at him, and said, "As you said, we are also a family. Shopkeeper Chen has something to say, so there is no need to beat around the bush like this!" "

"Okay! Erlang is really cool! Then the old man made it clear that these reed papers are also sold by Fuxing Company. Can Erlang come up with an idea, just like the idea of ​​hanging couplets outside the Wangjing Tower, so as to attract everyone's attention as soon as possible? .”

Well!He meant that he also wanted to advertise!
In fact, Yan Zhitui, a scholar-bureaucrat during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, recorded in "Yan's Family Instructions": His old paper has the meaning of the Five Classics and the names of sages, so he dare not use it dirty.To put it simply, you can't wipe your ass with the book of sages.

During the Tang Dynasty, an Arab explorer once recorded in his travel journal: Chinese and Indians are very different. They do not wash with water after excretion, but use paper to wipe the dirt.

But that is only a special enjoyment for a few big nobles, and it has not been promoted on a large scale.Even, very few people know.

In this age of reading sage books, advertising for butt wipes...

It's absurd to think about it, shouldn't you be drowned by the saliva of these scholars?

"Haha!" Guo Yi shook his head amusedly, raised his eyebrows and looked at shopkeeper Chen: "This matter is very simple. The Wangjing Tower and Yanyu Tower are overcrowded every day. And this person must defecate after eating.

For one thing, we can replace the toilet paper in the toilet with this kind of toilet paper.And send a boy to wait at the door to explain to them.

Second, as long as you come to the restaurant for dinner, we will give you ten pieces of paper for free and explain your intentions.

Not only these, but the follow-up Oiran Competition will also be carried out in the same way. "

Shopkeeper Chen took out a pen and paper from nowhere, Guo Yi said, and he wrote down every word.

Then, he asked: "That's all? Is there any more?"

"Your lord, don't you have many uncles and brothers, you just give them from door to door, not too many, a thousand sheets per family.

As for the reason, let’s say it’s our own local product, which has just been picked recently, so let them have a try! "

Early adopters?

Uh... Your family eats butt wipes?
It's a good idea, but isn't your statement too disgusting?

Shopkeeper Chen intends to say something to him, but after thinking about it, let it go. Isn't it silly to compare your words with a literati?

(End of this chapter)