After my grandmother called me home in my dream, my spiritual energy revived

Chapter 47 Ancient Papermaking
Strictly speaking, the aura halo on the paper figure was attached to it when she cut the paper figure.

It's not the spiritual aura of the spiritual paper at all, but the spiritual aura of the paper man.

The white paper itself still hasn't turned into spiritual paper.

If the foundation is poor, everything built on it will just be castles in the air.

It seems that if I want this paper-cutting technique to be truly effective, I still have to find some spiritual paper.

Ordinary paper is fine for making Yin paper-zha, but it is not enough for making Ling paper-zha.

I didn’t know where to find spiritual paper before, but now I know that the handicraft process can attract spiritual energy, so I just need to find handmade paper.

The Internet is so developed that Song Miaozhu searched online and actually found several places where handmade paper is passed down, all in Yunnan and Guizhou provinces.

One is the bamboo paper from Xiangzhigou.

This kind of paper has been passed down since the Ming Dynasty and has a history of more than 600 years. The whole operation process includes 72 steps such as felling bamboo, breaking bamboo, fermenting bamboo, steaming, grinding bamboo, extracting pulp, papermaking, pressing, drying and so on. The finished product is both soft and tough, with invisible bamboo grain, and exudes a faint bamboo fragrance.

The other is the white cotton paper from Xiaotun Town.

This kind of paper originated in the Qing Dynasty and also went through 72 processes. The finished product is tough, smooth and soft.

There is also white paper produced in Shiqiao Town.

Made from elm bark and fir roots, it is tough, smooth and has good water resistance.

Colored paper is also produced here, including six varieties: cloud dragon wrinkled, embossed, flattened, floral, and hemp paper.

Song Miaozhu also found the video accounts of papermakers in these production areas on the Internet.

The first one is a live broadcast room called "Intangible Cultural Heritage Bamboo Paper Family".

Unfortunately, looking at the screen, the three people making paper seem to be not good enough and are not able to attract the spiritual energy to merge into them.

However, among the product links posted in the live broadcast room, there are some pictures of paper with a spiritual halo, which shows that there are still capable people.

Song Miaozhu directly contacted customer service through the backstage, saying that she needed a large amount of ancient handmade paper, but she needed to start a video so that she could select the paper herself.

Maybe business was too slow, so no one refused her strange request.

Song Miaozhu quickly added a green bubble friend named Wu Zhuxiang, a handmade bamboo paper merchant.

Looking at her IP location, both are in Yunnan and Guizhou, so there should be no problem.

Song Miaozhu made a video call directly, and the girl in ethnic minority costume in the live broadcast room answered the phone: "Please take me to see your paper inventory."

"Okay, okay!" Wu Zhuxiang quickly stood up with her phone in hand. "Dad! Mom! I'm going to take the client to the warehouse first. Someone's coming to the live studio. Can you guys help greet them?"

They are a family workshop.

Soon, we arrived at a storage room.

"Miss Song, this is all the paper we have in stock. The ones over here are the newest ones, and the ones in there are all the old ones..."

"Just look at the new paper." Song Miaozhu said.

Before the revival of spiritual energy, no matter how good your skills are, you cannot attract spiritual energy.

Wu Zhuxiang took the phone and showed her step by step. Seeing that she did not look satisfied, her heart sank.

He's not teasing her on purpose!

The person on the other end added her WeChat, but didn't show her face. From the sound of her voice, she sounded like a very young girl. That shouldn't be possible!
Just as I was daydreaming and feeling a little disappointed, I suddenly heard a voice: "Stop!"

"I want this pile and the one next to it, all of them!" said Song Miaozhu.

Wu Zhuxiang was shocked: "So much? You want them all?" "Yes. How much?" Song Miaozhu asked.

In the whole warehouse, only these two piles of paper have aura halos, and the aura halos are quite obvious.

"You have a good eye. These were all made recently by my grandfather. He is the best bamboo paper craftsman in Xiangzhigou and the inheritor of the Yunnan-Guizhou intangible cultural heritage of bamboo paper. The national TV station even interviewed him!
But the paper he makes is a bit more expensive, costing ten dollars per sheet.

One dollar for one hundred, here are a hundred dollars, a total of one hundred thousand yuan, if you want them all, I can give you a 10% discount, no, 20%..."

Wu Zhuxiang felt a little nervous after hearing what she said.

Even though my grandfather was famous and had been on TV and in newspapers, it didn't stop him from selling his paper.

"Yes. I want these, no discount needed. If your grandfather makes new paper, you can contact me. If it is of this quality, I will definitely buy it." Song Miaozhu said.

As a paper-making student, she can't live without paper. She can't let go of any kind of spiritual paper she comes across and must stockpile it.

Ten thousand sheets of paper costing one hundred thousand yuan is indeed a bit expensive, but the aura on them is worth the price.

If the news of the revival of spiritual energy spreads, these papers will probably be worth more than this price.

It takes too long to grow into a good craftsman. In order to consolidate the spiritual paper channel, Song Miaozhu chose to buy it at the original price.

"My grandfather..." Wu Zhuxiang sighed, "I'm afraid he won't be able to do this anymore."

"Did something happen?" Song Miaozhu asked.

"He is an old smoker. Two days ago, he was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer. He refused to be hospitalized for treatment and could only recuperate in bed at home. He couldn't make bamboo paper. Papermaking is a strenuous job and he couldn't stand the fatigue. This batch of paper may be his last work." Wu Zhuxiang said.

Song Miaozhu pondered for a moment, unable to bear the thought of such an old papermaker being killed by illness at the very moment when his spiritual energy was recovering, so he suggested:

“Have you seen today’s hot searches?”

Wu Zhuxiang was stunned: "Wh...what trending search?"

How did the topic suddenly turn here?

"'Medical miracle: Suzhou embroidery master recovers from pancreatic cancer one month after diagnosis' is trending."

Song Miaozhu said, "Master He Zhen was able to heal herself while doing Suzhou embroidery. Perhaps your grandfather could do the same?"

Wu Zhuxiang went to take a look: "This... this... is it really possible?"

"That's the truth. There's no better way anyway, so why not give it a try?" Song Miaozhuo coaxed.

Wu Zhuxiang was silent for a moment, then carefully read through the trending search. Before she even hung up the phone, she rushed to the workshop.
"Dad! Mom! Look at this! Grandpa is clamoring to come to the workshop to make paper, why not let him come!"

"Will this work?" Mr. and Mrs. Wu didn't quite believe it either.

"Let's give it a try! What if?" Wu Zhuxiang couldn't help but imagine, "What if Grandpa is the lucky one?"

Seeing that she was still on the phone, Wu Zhuxiang slapped her head and said, "Sorry, Miss Song, I forgot I was still talking to you! I will arrange for the paper to be shipped to you right away."

"Then I'll transfer the deposit to you first." Song Miaozhu transferred 50,000 yuan to her.

【Green Bubble Arrived, 50,000 Yuan! 】

Wu Zhuxiang's mobile phone account arrival announcement startled both her father and mother and looked over.

Fifty thousand? How much paper does that have to buy?

After hanging up the phone, Wu Zhuxiang said, "It was an expert in Lingcheng. She picked out the paper made by grandpa at first sight and said that she would buy any paper made by grandpa in the future as long as it was of this quality."

(End of this chapter)