Men are inferior to women

Chapter 127 127. The point of laughter is too low

After the yellow clay boards were finished, Cheng Xing had finished writing the words he knew, two sheets of paper were full, and there were about [-] words.

Unexpectedly, she has a good memory and writes beautifully.

Unlike Ark, the characters written with a brush are crooked, only you can understand it, and it can be used as a password.

Fang Zhou asked the gourd babies to cut out these characters one by one, pasted them upside down on the yellow clay board, and then carved them according to the handwriting.

After carving, cut each character into a cuboid seal style, with the same length, width and height.

By the way, make some larger clay stamps to use as titles.

Finally, Siwa sprayed fire to burn these clay seals into shape.

In the middle of the process, due to improper fire control, a lot of them were burned out, so they had to be remade.

When doing these things, the gourd babies were very puzzled, and Cheng Xing was particularly dissatisfied, thinking that Fang Zhou put writing and digging mud together, which is simply desecrating the sacred text.

But as the clay seal gradually took shape, Cheng Xing seemed to think about what Fang Zhou was going to do, and her eyes gradually brightened.

She secretly looked at Fang Zhou's back several times, biting her lower lip, as if hesitating to speak.

But Fang Zhou didn't have time to talk to her. When the fourth baby was firing clay seals, Fang Zhou took the third baby Huang Lian to find some solid wood, and asked her to chop it into wooden planks for making movable type frames.

Huang Lian, with copper skin and iron frame, was very agile in her work, but she kept a sullen face the whole time, ignoring Zhou Zhou, and her hostility was still very obvious.

Fang Zhou was sometimes puzzled, where did the three children have so much resentment towards him.

It seems that I didn't take advantage of her, did I?

But this matter can only be discussed in the future, and now it is still important to make tools.

After Huang Lian cut out the wooden slats, Fang Zhou did it himself and made these wooden slats into a rectangular frame.

The thickness of the wooden slats should be a little lower than the height of the stamp, and the length and width of the wooden frame are integral multiples of the size of the clay stamp, plus a longer section to facilitate the installation of the clay stamp.

Ark also added several wooden slats to the movable type frame for layout processing on newspapers.

After the movable type frame is made, Ark puts the fired clay seal into it to fill it up.

Use a piece of silk cloth to dip the ink and spread it evenly on the clay seal, then cover it with cut white paper, and pat the back of the paper gently and evenly.

The gourd babies were watching from the sidelines, and each of them had more or less mud marks on their faces or bodies, as if they had just crawled out of a mud pit.

But at this moment, they didn't have time to adjust their appearance, and their eyes were all fixed on Fang Zhou's movements, refusing to let go for a second.

After the ark was patted evenly, it was lifted up, and the paper as white as snow was already filled with neat and clear tiny characters.

So far, movable type printing has been successfully produced.

Although six of the gourd dolls were illiterate, it didn't stop them subconsciously cheering 'ohhhhhhhhhhh' when they saw the paper was full of words!
This is the joy and sense of accomplishment that one's own hard work is rewarded with.

Erwa Cheng Xing's eyes were even brighter, her face was full of excitement, and even her breathing became heavy.

Among the sisters, only Cheng Xing is literate and eager to learn, and has a clear understanding of human writing and culture, so only she knows what the method of Ark means.

According to her understanding, the current printing method of human beings is woodblock printing. Although the monopoly of the aristocrats on knowledge has been broken, the cost of woodblock printing is still too high, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

If the method of Ark can be promoted, the cost of acquiring knowledge will usher in an unprecedented reduction. The first two are the inventions of papermaking and printing.

"You, how did you come up with this method?"

Cheng Xing took the initiative to talk to Fang Zhou, her tone was so excited that she stuttered a bit.

Fang Zhou glanced at her, and replied casually: "Stand upside down for two hours a day, let the blood flow back to the brain, increase the oxygen content, and occupy a high IQ, and people will become smarter."

"Handstand?"

Cheng Xing was a little confused, and couldn't understand what Fang Zhou was saying.

But soon she looked thoughtful again.

Fang Zhou continued to admire the printed newspaper. The handwriting was blurred or thin in many places, but overall it did not affect the reading. Next, it only needed to dry.

He called Cheng Xing, who was still thinking, to dictate the content, and Cheng Xing was responsible for recording it, and then picked out the clay seal of each word and put it in the movable type frame.

This first edition of the newspaper must be an instant hit and gain popularity.

For this reason, Ark decided to add some shocking content.

A newspaper has four pages, and he prepared two pages for news about the world of cultivating immortals, one page for jokes and jokes, and the last page for serial novels.

Cheng Xing wrote very fast, and Fang Zhou dictated in a normal tone, and she was able to write it down verbatim.

With this speed, even if you don't become a monster, you can support yourself as a stenographer.

Fang Zhou first dictated a dozen news articles about the world of cultivating immortals. The title and content were a bit shocking.

Unexpectedly, the world of cultivating immortals is so dangerous and terrifying. They are hiding in Lanruo Temple, and they are really watching the sky from a well.

Moreover, Fang Zhou knew so many secrets at such a young age, which really surprised the gourd babies.

Seeing the abnormal expressions of the gourd babies, Fang Zhou was puzzled and asked, "Why do you all look constipated, is there a problem?"

Cheng Xing hesitated and said, "Are you really going to write out the secrets you mentioned? They won't offend anyone, right?"

Fang Zhou was startled for a moment, then burst out laughing.

He defined his newspaper as a street tabloid, so the authenticity of these so-called news and revelations can be imagined. They were all based on his imagination, and did not involve specific locations or sects at all.

I didn't expect the gourd babies to take it as real.

Fang Zhou was also not interested in explaining clearly to them, and waved his hand: "Since I dare to do this, there is no problem, continue to write."

Cheng Xing could only continue to write, and more than a dozen news articles almost took up both pages.

After writing the news, Fang Zhou and Cheng Xing worked together to pick out the required clay seals, put them into the movable type frame for typesetting, and occasionally made them in a hurry if one or two words were missing.

After finishing the typesetting, let Dawa take the younger sisters to print out the two editions of the news and put them aside to dry.

Fang Zhou continued to dictate jokes and jokes. In order to make it easier for readers of this era to understand, he did not choose internet jokes, but some more in line with this era.

"The villagers bought dung from the temple, and the male monk asked for double the price. The villagers were surprised. The monk said: This dung is different from other places. It is all made by the masters. Once soaked, there are two loads."

"puff--"

As a result, Cheng Xing understood it all at once, and couldn't help laughing out loud, which made the gourd babies who were working couldn't help pricking up their ears.

"Feel sorry!"

Cheng Xing took a deep breath, restrained her smile, and showed a serious expression.

Fang Zhou glanced at her in surprise. As soon as the joke was uttered, the second child immediately understood it. It seems that she often sees such things.

He thought for a while, and then told the second joke: "A immortal cultivator passed a wild grave and was injured by a ghost, and he relied on passers-by to save him. The immortal cultivator said: "I am grateful for the king's help. There is nothing to pay, and there is a ghost-avoiding talisman." , to thank you. "

"Pfft...hahaha!"

Cheng Xing hadn't laughed yet, but the gourd babies who were eavesdropping nearby burst out laughing. Even Huang Lian, who had been sullenly, turned her head away quietly, her shoulders kept shaking.

The gourd babies laughed together, only Fang Zhou remained expressionless.

The laughter of these monsters is too low.

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