my grandfather was qin shi huang

Chapter 106 Zhang Liang: Scholars in the world will no longer be known as noble
There used to be a paper mill near his hometown, which made the nearby river, which was originally clear, lush, and full of fish and shrimp, polluted and stinks—this was the smell at that time.

When the smell that he hated so much in the past spread into his mouth and nose, the feelings in Zhao Ying's heart were two completely different extremes.These familiar smells mean that the paper that I have been thinking about may really be officially available and can be mass-produced.

There is no perfect way in the world.

Papermaking, which bears the heavy responsibility of spreading civilization, at least in this era, must be paid for by the deterioration of the environment.

But these are not in Zhao Ying's consideration. What he wants now is paper that is more convenient and efficient than bamboo slips and wooden slips that carry words!
Only with the emergence of paper and printing, and some planning, can there be the possibility and basis for implementation.

At this time, it was already evening, and the sky was getting dark. However, the factory building was brightly lit, and several huge torches and a dozen busy workers could be seen from a distance.

Zhao Ying couldn't help frowning slightly, jumped off the horse, shook his hands and threw the reins to Li Shu who was following behind.

Li Shu: ...

Just as he was about to throw it back for him, he immediately remembered his identity as a bodyguard, so he reluctantly led the horse for him. Fortunately, the manager of the farm immediately arranged for a young man to come over and help the three of them take the reins and lead them aside. tied up in the stable.

Only then did she untie her siege.

Seeing that Zhao Ying could not wait to rush into the obviously very simple and smelly room, Li Shu couldn't help being curious, covered her nose subconsciously, and followed behind.

She wanted to know what the hell the grandson of the emperor was doing.

Zhao Ying ignored her and walked in.The tall figure dimmed the light in the factory building. The manager was busy, when he looked up to see Zhao Ying coming in, he trotted up to meet him.

"The villain has seen His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson—"

Since he opened the mansion and established his teeth, except for the old man in the mansion and a few elders, very few people call him the young prince, and instead he is called His Royal Highness, the eldest grandson of the emperor, or the champion general.

Zhao Ying nodded slightly, and his eyes were already on the papers hanging on both sides of the workshop.

Under the light of the fire, the paper hanging on the shelves on both sides was covered with a faint luster, and it looked a little yellowish. Without Zhao Ying's order, the steward next to him just held a piece of paper and gave it away. come over.

Zhao Ying took it in his hand and touched the thickness, then shook it lightly. Hearing the sound of clattering, his eyes lit up.

Thickness and toughness are no problem!

Li Shu saw Zhao Ying examining the white paper in his hand in a miraculous way, and she couldn't help being curious. She couldn't help leaning over to the shelf beside her, imitating Zhao Ying, picked up a piece of paper, touched it, She shook again, but didn't find anything strange, and then tried to exert a little force with both hands.

stab-

broken……

Immediately embarrassed on the spot.

Zhao Ying looked at Li Shu, who was obviously at a loss and was at a loss, but pretended nothing happened, couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching, and complained in his heart.

Are you the reincarnation of Erha?

Seeing Zhao Ying looking at the thing that had been torn in two in his hand with a strange expression, Li Shu's pretty face flushed, almost turning into anger from embarrassment.

"What's so rare about this broken thing? It's thin and brittle. What's the use? You're the only one holding it like a treasure. You don't know much!"

"What's the use?"

A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he turned his head to give instructions to the steward.

"Bring a pen and ink—"

Soon, the steward of the farm personally delivered the pen and ink to the workshop.

Then, Zhao Ying dipped in thick ink and wrote two lines of big characters with shaking hands excitedly.

"There will be times when the wind and waves break, and the sails will be hung straight to help the sea."

The words landed on the slightly yellowed paper, the luster was bright, and it didn't smudge or stain!
It works!

Although it is not as tough as the paper of later generations, it is enough for writing!
Seeing Zhao Ying splashing ink and writing two lines of flamboyant characters, Li Shu's eyes widened in disbelief.

This thin thing can be used to write? !
Of course, she didn't know at this time that the thing in front of her was not only mass-produced, but also cheap to manufacture. She didn't realize what the scene in front of her meant. If she knew, it would probably shut down immediately.

"Okay, which pit is this? Just according to this ratio, mass production first—"

Seeing his young master's face beaming with joy, the steward in charge of production at the farm also replied excitedly.

"This is from Pit No. [-]. At that time, according to your instructions, the materials used were bark, hemp heads, rags, and some old fishing nets collected..."

"We have set up nine such pits in total. The finished product with this ratio is the best. The others are either too brittle or too soft. The villain asked people to try it, and the ink was soaked so badly that it couldn't be used for writing at all... ..."

Mo added from the side, with a regretful look on his face.

Zhao Ying couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

"Where are the other papers? Come on, show me!"

Soon, he was taken to a corner of the factory by He Mo, the manager in charge of production at the farm, and when he saw a pile of familiar toilet paper-like things in the corner, Zhao Ying immediately beamed with joy.

What a real surprise!

Traveling through this period of time, other things are fine, but this is going to the toilet, it is really hard to describe.

Qin Chao didn't have toilet paper, so he used toilet paper to wipe his butt.These things are all made of wood chips or bamboo chips, they are a bit hard in the first place, if that one happens to have a bit of a barb, the taste——

Gee!
Wonderful.

What Zhao Ying couldn't bear the most was that these toilet chips were not disposable. They were usually washed and rinsed after use, and then brought back for recycling...

Although Zhao Ying always used new ones, it was still very messy. Every time he wiped his butt, he had to be careful to avoid accidental injuries.

At this moment, he suddenly saw something like toilet paper appearing in front of him.

To be honest, I am more excited than seeing those blank papers just now.

"Come on, come on, come on, come on, wrap these up for me, which pit produced it, tell them, and mass-produce it with the No. [-] pit..."

Zhao Ying waved his hand.

"Reward, everyone, double the wages, one thousand rewards per person, and three thousand rewards for each craftsman who produced this paper and just used it for writing..."

"Thank you, Young Master—"

Although the bounty in the back makes people jealous, for these ordinary servants, doubling their wages is the real big deal, because it is a stable and sustainable income that can give themselves and their families a guarantee of life .

The reward from the eldest grandson of the emperor spread quickly, and the whole farm suddenly fell into a sea of ​​joy.

Zhao Ying was also in a good mood, causing him to laugh from time to time on the way back.

Li Shu, who was watching at the side, pouted secretly behind her.

However, she was also very curious. It was fine for Zhao Ying to pay attention to something that could write and was called paper by Zhao Ying. After all, that thing was really convenient for writing, and it seemed to be very useful.But why did he pay so much attention to the soft and not very strong paper just now?
Originally, she was unwilling to take the initiative to ask Zhao Ying. After all, she seemed a little embarrassed just now, and this bastard was still watching her jokes.

However, Zhao Ying kept silent on this issue, but kept walking while touching the tightly bound soft paper on the carriage behind her, which made her curious like a cat scratching .

In the end, she couldn't bear it any longer, glanced at Zhao Ying who was smiling silly, summoned up her courage, and pretended to be nonchalant.

"What's the use of this fluffy paper..."

She is very cautious in speaking now, lest she say something wrong again, and Zhao Ying will see her as a joke.

Seeing that she finally couldn't help asking this question, Zhao Ying couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile, and urged the Dawan horse under his crotch to lean over and whispered something in her ear. sentence.

Li Shu blushed instantly, couldn't help but spit on her, and immediately ran away without looking back.

Seeing Li Shu fleeing in a panic, Zhao Ying couldn't help laughing.

"Miss Li, go slowly—do you want it? If you want it, I'll get someone to send it to you later..."

Hearing Zhao Ying's teasing from behind, Li Shu's horse pressed even tighter, and disappeared in a flash.

Zhao Ying is in a really good mood today.

Taking advantage of his excitement, he used the paper he had just brought from the farm, cut it to size, sat at the desk, lit up the oil lamp, and carefully copied "Casting the Soul of the Army" by himself.

The long-lost fluency is back!

After copying it, he waved his hand and called the servants at the side, asking him to call some of the most outstanding carpenters in the house, and bring in a few pieces of pear wood and jujube wood that were planed clean, smooth and silky.

In front of them, he turned the copied article upside down on the wooden board.

"In this way, burn these few sheets for me overnight - whoever can be accurate and complete on time will be rewarded with a thousand dollars..."

For these craftsmen, it is not too difficult to do this. Originally, they carved various complicated patterns on wood, but now they engrave these reversed characters as patterns——

Of course, it is definitely not as easy as carving those patterns. After all, those patterns have been carved and studied for many years, and the characters turned on the wooden board are patterns that they have never seen before.

Originally, when they heard that it was going to be recorded overnight, they were still a little afraid of difficulties, but after listening to it, they immediately regained their energy.

Carefully holding Zhao Ying's article, he went back.

Overtime, overtime!
Now if you want to ask the craftsmen and servants in the eldest son's mansion what they like and look forward to the most, of course it is working overtime!work overtime!work overtime!
Because everyone knows that as long as you work overtime, you will definitely be rewarded!
Moreover, the eldest grandson of the emperor was generous. Since the eldest son left and the younger son was in charge of the affairs of the family, in just a few months, everyone's income in rewards was higher than in previous years.

Zhao Ying originally wanted to use lead printing directly in one step, but compared to lead printing, woodblock printing is obviously faster to get started, and in this era, it is not easy to reserve a sufficient amount of lead.

After all, this is still an era where everything needs to be done by hand.

If you really want to prepare so many typefaces, it will probably require a large group of craftsmen who are proficient in seal carving, working day and night, and there is too much movement.

But now, he has some plans, and if he wants to achieve better results, he just needs to keep a low profile.

Moreover, compared with lead printing, engraving printing requires simpler ink, and the ink for ordinary writing is enough.Therefore, there is no best, only the most suitable.

After explaining the matter, Zhao Ying directly threw it to Zhang Liang and ignored it.

In fact, if it weren't for the small pleasure of making history, he would have thrown Zhang Liang's copy of the article.For this kind of talent who is forced to stay, of course you have to use it to your death.

What are people afraid of?
The fear is that there is no use for it!

When the Qin Dynasty annihilated South Korea, if the Zhang family had been used directly, and they had been transformed from the prime ministers of South Korea to the prime ministers of Great Qin, would Zhang Liang hold back his energy every day to assassinate the first emperor and overthrow the Qin Dynasty?
He didn't really want to restore his native country.

So, don’t worry about keeping talents, just use them. The more you use them, the more obedient you will be.Of course, it doesn't matter if you are disobedient, as long as you do things well.

Looking at the "paper" made of something unknown in his hand, Zhang Liang's eyes were full of exploration. He was born in the family of Han Xiangguo, and he has traveled all over the world in these years, but he has never seen such a thing.

Looking at the pixel cloth, but it is obviously much lighter than cloth, he trembled, feeling that the toughness was completely incomparable with cloth, so he suppressed his curiosity.

Just flashy gadgets.

Early the next morning, I saw Zhang Liang, who was bloodshot, leading several carpenters who were also bloodshot, but excited, and walked in from outside holding a few planks.

"Report to the grandson of the emperor, the things you need have been recorded..."

Zhao Ying nodded with a smile, and inspected the wooden boards carefully, and found that there was not a word wrong. Obviously, Zhang Liang had been staring at them all night, and these were all finished products after his careful inspection and verification.

"That's right, as expected of Zhang Xiangguo, he is rigorous and conscientious in his work, and he has the style of good looks..."

Zhao Ying praised Zhang Liang without hesitation, and then waved his hand to let the craftsmen go down to receive the rewards.

And he, in front of Zhang Liang, carried the ink that had been polished on the desk, and poured it carefully on a wooden board while Zhang Liang was stunned.

Then, I picked up a piece of white paper that had been cut last night, and carefully printed it.

Lift it up and have a look.

tsk—

The writing is clear and the shape is beautiful.

The world's first edition of the first woodblock-printed text was born in my own hands!

Zhao Ying thought contentedly, if this can be passed on to future generations, it will not be sold at sky-high prices.

He was secretly happy here, but he didn't know that Zhang Liang had already shown a look of shock and astonishment.

Zhang Liang seemed to have seen a ghost.

What did I just see?
Zhao Ying, the thief, held a piece of paper, just pressed it a little, and a large sheet of text came out in an instant.However, he soon became numb, because Zhao Ying picked up another piece of paper briskly, one piece, one piece, another piece...

The movements became more and more proficient, and the handwriting became clearer and clearer.

Soon, dozens of identical texts appeared in front of my eyes.

Zhang Liang:! ! ! ! ! !

This speed!

Simply appalling!

Fortunately, this thing doesn't look very strong, and Zhao Ying, a thief, looks very fond of it. It should be because the cost is not low, otherwise it would be a disaster just based on this.

It is conceivable that if there is this, the legalism advocated by the Great Qin court will soon spread all over the world, but everyone learns the law, and there will be no room for theories of the world.

And those nobles and scholars in the world will no longer have the name of nobility.

When knowledge is flooded, it is worthless.

(End of this chapter)