Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 88 The Twins
This time Yi Shuyuan consumed a lot, and his body felt an unprecedented exhaustion.

In this state, the mountains and rivers appeared in the inner scene, and some auras around seemed to be summoned and began to gather in the library.

First it was near the Yuanjiang County Government, and soon spread to the entire county.

Then it continued to extend to the surrounding area. From the south of the Ejiang River, and even in the Kuonan Mountains to the north of the county seat, there was a steady stream of spiritual energy flowing to the low-lying areas like flowing water, and it continued to gather somewhere in the Yuanjiang County Government Office.

These auras have a wide range, but not a large amount, and even the speed is not fast, but they are extremely active.

It's like strands of clear springs are gradually converging to the county government library while beating, and at this time the aura is already very impressive.

Just like running water rushing into the dry fish soup, the surrounding aura also continuously merges into Yi Shuyuan's body with its own active aura.

The foot ruler on the table slowly fell from the air, landed on the table, landed on Yi Shuyuan's hand and touched his fingertips, absorbing Ling's active aura together.

Hui Mian didn't dare to get too close to Fuchi, so he could only move to another position next to Yi Shuyuan.

And in Yi Shuyuan's own unconscious state, everything around him seems more natural and delicate than before, like a gentle spring rain moistening things without sound.

Only Xiang Changqing, the City God of Yuanjiang County who was closer to Yi Shuyuan, gradually discovered something, and felt that the aura of the entire Yuanjiang County had become extremely active.

In this case, as long as you pay attention to the Yuanjiang County Government, you can quickly find out the clues.

Although he didn't know what Yi Shuyuan was doing, although he was surprised by the state of the aura, and although he was extremely curious, it was obviously impossible for Xiang Changqing to disturb him.

Around dawn, Yi Shuyuan woke up as naturally as if he had slept through the night.

The first thing Yi Shuyuan did when he opened his eyes was to look to his side immediately, saw Xiao Diao in his sleep, and immediately found the ruler at hand.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the ruler with joy, and played it in his hand lovingly, and could feel some kind of echo between the things touched by his fingertips and himself.

"Hey hey hey hahahahahahahahaha."

Yi Shuyuan laughed heartily, is he a magic weapon?
Looking at the foot ruler in which the two fingers are half as wide but as long as a palm, this specification is slightly different from the general Xingmu foot ruler, slightly slender.

But there was a delicate and lively breath, at least in front of Yi Shuyuan.

"Good baby, haha, good baby! From now on, you will travel all over the world with me, hahahaha——"

Hui Mian was awakened, seeing Yi Shuyuan laughing heartily, he was immediately relieved.

"Sir, are you all right?"

"That's great!"

After playing with the ruler for a long time, Yi Shuyuan calmed down his excitement, and then looked at the ebony left on the table. This wood is so extraordinary that the remaining half cannot be wasted.

Yi Shuyuan felt that since he could make a ruler by himself, it might not be impossible for him to make a folding fan by himself, but he didn't know if his method was considered a refining tool?

Yi Shuyuan is not clear about the orthodox refining method of the immortal magic weapon.

But it was discussed before when I communicated with a god and a demon in the mountains.

Sometimes the artifacts of the divine way are formed by the power of the wish along with the golden body, while others are refined by themselves with mana and incense.

The attributes of elves to refine artifacts are often related to their own origin, or simply cultivate a part of their own body.

The birth methods of various magic tools and treasures are not static.

Some are born treasures, while others are slowly achieved over time. Of course, artificial refining is also indispensable. Even mortal artifacts are also treasured by spirits. It can be said that there are various chances and coincidences in them.

And with the jade scare in his hand, Yi Shuyuan gained true knowledge in practice.

Yi Shuyuan believes that although there must be many mysteries in the refining of immortal weapons, the tools of life-making methods are not complicated in the final analysis.

The origin of the law lies in people, not in things. The essence of treasures is the process of being impregnated with the spirituality of the owner.

Theoretically, if there is such a sincere person who is immortal, wonderful, high and out of the world, even if an ordinary thing is with him for a long time, he will gradually give birth to spirituality.

Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan stretched out his hand, and stroked the ruler as if he had a tacit understanding with him, and flew into the sleeve along his wrist.

Yi Shuyuan picked up the remaining piece of ebony, thinking about how to use it, and measured the size of the ebony with his fingers.

"If you make fan bones, the length seems to be a little insufficient, but if you coincidentally extend it by double, it will be just right. If you think about it or find a solution with Mr. Huang, there may be a better solution!"

While thinking about it, Yi Shuyuan's eyes swept across the table case, subconsciously fixed on the paper in the corner of the table case, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, why not even make the paper himself?
In this case, the Fuchi and the folding fan can also be regarded as twin treasures made by Yi Shuyuan himself.

Yi Shuyuan felt that ordinary people also have some small pleasures in their lives, and making twin treasures by themselves is a small pleasure in cultivating immortals.

"Let's go for a walk!"

As soon as Yi Shuyuan beckoned, Hui Mian jumped onto his body and got into his clothes.

The door of the library was opened by Yi Shuyuan, and he went all the way to the county government office after he went out.

It was still early at this moment, but the streets in Yuanjiang County were already full of people, but Yi Shuyuan neither went to restaurants nor restaurants.

Even the smell of food from various restaurants and restaurants can't shake Yi Shuyuan's pace.

Yi Shuyuan searched and asked all the way on the street, and finally found his target at the entrance of a small alley.

This is an alley that is at most the width of a carriage. There is a plaque hanging on the gate of the courtyard at the entrance of the alley. Yi Shuyuan walked to the gate of the courtyard and looked up.

Yuanjiang Zhifang, this is it!
In Yuezhou, almost every county has its own papermaking workshop, and the Qingyuan paper produced by the famous Qingyuan paper workshop in Yuezhou will be tributed to Tianfu every year.

The courtyard door was not closed, so Yi Shuyuan walked in directly.

The courtyard inside is very spacious, and paper drying racks can be seen everywhere, but there is no paper on these racks now, and it is obvious that they have only been put out not long ago.

But even so, Yi Shuyuan could still smell a faint smell of yeast.

Ordinary people may feel that this smell is a kind of strange smell, but for him, it seems to feel the foundation of the prosperous cultural context in his imagination.

"Hey? Who is this gentleman? If you want to buy paper, you should go to the shop."

An old man came out with two shelves on his shoulders, and saw Yi Shuyuan standing in the yard looking around. He looked familiar, and thought he had heard about the scholar who came here to buy paper.

"Our Yuanjiang Paper Workshop has its own shop, and other study shops can also buy paper here."

Yi Shuyuan watched the old man put down the tools, and solemnly explained his purpose.

"I'm not here to buy paper, but I want to see how Yuanjiang Paper Workshop makes paper. If it's convenient, I not only want to observe and learn, but also want to use the place of your workshop to make a piece of paper by myself."

The man put down the shelves in his hand, and laid them out one by one in the yard, and looked sideways at Yi Shuyuan frequently in surprise during the process.

"Papermaking? I said son, this is hard work. After seeing it, you will know that this is not a good idea for arty people."

A smile appeared on Yi Shuyuan's face, and he shook his head slightly.

"Old man, I'm not here to be arty, I really want to make a piece of paper by myself, and I came here to learn, oh, no matter whether it's success or failure."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan took out the money bag from his arms.

Originally, he touched a smaller piece of silver, but after thinking about it, Yi Shuyuan still gritted his teeth and took out an ingot of five taels of silver and handed it over directly.

"I am willing to pay a generous reward, just to learn and try."

The old man froze for a moment.

Could it be that he came to learn papermaking skills and prepare to open his own paper workshop?
But there are everywhere in Yuezhou, and the papermaking industry is an industry that needs to be authorized by the government, and private manufacturing is not allowed.

But when a piece of silver was handed over, the old man subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch it, and the expression on his face became kind.

"Young Master, it's okay to learn to make some paper for fun, right? Official banker?"

The silver ingot in the old man's hand is a standard flat silver bar with the official seal on it.

Of course, official bank will eventually be circulated in the market, but most of them are shredded shortly after being circulated due to various usage scenarios such as weighing and changing.

And a complete piece of official silver generally comes from the hands of government personnel.

The old man couldn't help but look up at Yi Shuyuan.

"The young master is a member of the government?"

"Oh, I haven't introduced you yet. I, Yi Shuyuan, is a clerk in the county government. Don't worry about being a villain, old man!"

The old man looked Yi Shuyuan up and down with his eyes wide open.

"It turned out to be Mr. Yi! Oh, I said, why did I look familiar? The evil businessman was cut in half the day before yesterday, and I was also watching in the crowd. You should stand behind the execution platform, sir. Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

While speaking, the old man hurriedly returned the silver ingot in his hands.

"Since it is Mr. Yi asking for help, he will definitely help with all his strength. What kind of money do you need? Put it away quickly, put it away quickly, I will never take your money! Come, come, sir, please come in!"

The old man refused to accept the cash any more, and very enthusiastically invited Yi Shuyuan to the paper workshop.

Of course, this kind of enthusiasm is not only because of Yi Shuyuan's own name, but also because of his status.

After all, Yi Shuyuan is considered the No. [-] figure in the county government, and maybe a single sentence can affect the livelihood of the current workshop owner's family.

Yi Shuyuan didn't know that the old man had too many thoughts in his mind, but he was able to take back the money in a little surprise because he could not spend money.

"Then Yi is interrupting!"

"Hey, what are you bothering me about? Mr. Yi's presence has made our paper shop flourish. Please, sir!"

Yi Shuyuan followed the old man into the inside of the paper workshop. Not only is the outside yard huge, but the inside is also a spacious and transparent workshop.

The old man's name is Chen, and he is the current owner of this paper workshop.

A dozen or so craftsmen in the whole paper workshop are busy on weekdays. Except for old man Chen and his two sons, the rest are helpers. Of course, everyone does any kind of work.

Some places are full of raw materials, some places are constantly falling down to beat the raw materials, and some people who make pulp and copy pulp are completing the last few steps.

The old man introduced the things here to Yi Shuyuan while walking, and also explained Yi Shuyuan's identity to others, which caused other people in the paper workshop to look at him curiously, but the work at hand did not stop.

Yi Shuyuan was also amazed at everything about Zhifang.

There are pulp pools, large pots and stoves for cooking fiber, and earth cellars, as well as dozens of tools of various sizes such as nail rakes, spiked shoes, wooden pestles, paper sills, paper troughs, bamboo curtains, and wooden presses.
(End of this chapter)