A man in the Qin Dynasty changed the world by collecting entries.

However, seeing how harmonious their relationship is, Bai...

Yuan was also very happy.

In the room, Ji Mo Hua Xue blushed slightly when she saw Ning Yan arrive.

"Sister Ningyan"

"Now you've got what you wanted. How does it feel?"

Ningyan narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly and said with a hint of a smile.

"Actually, he was very gentle last night."

When asked this question, Ji Mo Hua Xue replied softly and sweetly.

Upon hearing this, Ningyan stepped closer and asked with some curiosity.

"What are the specific details?"

Although she and Bai Yuan had played music together so many times and should be very familiar with the details, she still couldn't help but wonder how Ji Mo Hua Xue would describe it.

Hearing her direct question, Ji Mo Huaxue was stunned, her eyes widened, and her red lips parted slightly.

What kind of tiger-wolf talk is this?

Who would directly ask for details?

Ji Mo Huaxue's face turned bright red with embarrassment. How could she possibly bring herself to say such specific details?

Seeing her like this, Ningyan burst out laughing.

"Alright, I was just kidding."

Ji Mo Huaxue immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

She had never joked with Ningyan so directly before, and the two of them had never discussed such a thing so frankly.

Just thinking about it now makes Ji Mo Huaxue's legs feel weak; she clearly hasn't fully recovered from that strange feeling.

Ningyan also knew that although Ji Mo Huaxue sometimes acted very boldly, in reality, before last night, this little girl was just an inexperienced young girl.

In layman's terms, he's a master of empty talk with a ton of theoretical knowledge but zero practical experience.

They chatted for a short while when Bai Yuan, who had already cooked a nourishing porridge, pushed open the door and entered.

Upon seeing this, Ningyan's beautiful eyes, like crescent moons, revealed a meaningful smile.

"I've already eaten this morning, so I won't bother you two any longer."

After saying that, she left Bai Yuan's room, leaving the two of them alone.

Bai Yuan chuckled when he saw Ji Mo Huaxue blushing.

I wonder what the two of them talked about just now.

He picked up a bowl of porridge and sat down next to Ji Mo Huaxue. He then gently scooped up a spoonful, blew on it to cool it down, and fed it to Ji Mo Huaxue when it was no longer too hot.

He didn't ask what the two sisters had talked about. He could guess the general content of their conversation, so he knew it was better to pretend he didn't know. Otherwise, if he angered them, he would be left alone in his room.

On this day, Ji Mo Hua Xue also enjoyed princess-like treatment and received meticulous care from Bai Yuan.

While Bai Yuan was taking good care of Ji Mo Hua Xue, a major event was also happening at the papermaking tree.

Qingxuzi, as the elder on duty this month, is responsible for guarding the papermaking tree.

Although Bai Yuan called it the papermaking tree, Chi Songzi and others actually referred to it as the jade leaf tree in private.

After all, none of them understood what kind of strange thing Bai Yuan was talking about, paper, and they had never seen his papermaking ability.

But today, Qingxuzi suddenly noticed that there were some white leaves among the colorful jade leaves, and he immediately remembered Baiyuan's instructions.

When these white leaves fall to the ground, they will become the paper he speaks of.

So he immediately sent a bird to inform the sect leader, Chisongzi.

Chisongzi was also amazed when he saw these strange white leaves.

They saw that the white jade leaf had no patterns at all, only the shape of a leaf. Beneath the jade surface was a white fluorescence, and unlike jade leaves of other colors, it seemed very fragile.

At this moment, a leaf fell naturally and drifted to the ground. With a gust of wind, countless tiny jade-like fragments were blown away, revealing a white expanse as white as snow.

Chisongzi and the others quickly reached out and grabbed a few sheets of white paper.

Upon handling the soft white paper, even the well-informed Chishongzi couldn't help but marvel.

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Chapter 147 The Invention of Paper: The Center of a New Era

"This is the paper that Junior Brother Bai Yuan was talking about? It is indeed very different. Its softness is like cloth, and its whiteness is like snow. It is truly amazing!"

The elders of the Heavenly Sect stroked the exquisitely beautiful paper in their hands, as if they were looking at some kind of treasure.

Chisongzi nodded as well.

A single leaf can be transformed into ten to thirty sheets of paper of varying thicknesses, each sheet being one square meter in size.

It doesn't seem like many leaves, but when they looked up at the leaves above their heads, how many leaves could a giant tree that's a hundred meters tall possibly have?

They can't count them anyway.

At that moment, they all felt as if they had been struck by a treasure trove.

"Qingxuzi, you stay here and keep watch. Let's go test whether this paper works."

After a brief moment of excitement, Chisongzi quickly calmed down.

Although Bai Yuan described this paper as far more convenient and useful than bamboo slips or cloth, they had never used it before, and no matter how much Bai Yuan described it, it was not as good as them using it once.

Chisongzi and the others each took a piece of paper and hurriedly left.

Qingxuzi sighed, then turned his gaze to the papermaking tree. He noticed that many leaves were about to fall, and he dared not look away for a moment.

Meanwhile, Chishongzi and the others went back to get pens and tested just how good the white paper really was.

When they put pen to paper, they felt a tactile sensation as if they were writing on cloth, but it was also slightly different.

The ink left incredibly smooth marks on the paper.

Chisongzi rewrote Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering" and became more and more excited as he wrote.

"Great stuff! It really is great stuff!"

Looking at the blank paper already covered with writing, Chisongzi sighed several times.

Compared to bamboo slips, this thing is much lighter and more convenient, and in terms of cost, it is far less expensive than cloth.

After all, this thing is like a pie falling from the sky for Taoists; it's almost free, and the quantity is guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Chisongzi immediately took the blank sheet of paper and went to find Baiyuan.

Bai Yuan, who was telling a story to Ji Mo Hua Xue, was puzzled when he heard that Chi Song Zi had arrived.

But when he met Chishongzi, he immediately understood his purpose.

"Senior brother, it seems you've already seen what paper is."

"That's right, this thing is so useful! Such a thin sheet of white paper, yet it can write so many words on it. It's a priceless treasure!"

Chisongzi specially showed Baiyuan his own work, "Free and Easy Wandering".

Bai Yuan nodded slightly.

He was mainly concerned with the quality of the paper.

Judging from its texture, it's even better than the machine-made white paper he used in later generations.

If someone were to discover the secret of papermaking, it would take hundreds or even thousands of years to create such exquisite paper.

In a sense, they have formed a monopoly on paper.

Then Bai Yuan began to inquire about the quantity of the papers.

Chishongzi recounted what he had seen.

If I had to describe it in one word, it would be "plenty"!

“Senior brother, since there are so many blank sheets of paper, I think we can have all the disciples replace the bamboo slips and just use blank sheets of paper from now on.”

Bai Yuan immediately made the suggestion.

He knew very well that this white paper was different from the other jade leaves on the papermaking tree; it would grow many white leaves every month.

In other words, they have a continuous supply of paper to use.

If there are enough of them, they don't need to be stingy at all; in fact, they might worry that too much stockpiling will clog the Taoist's warehouse.

After hearing this, Chisongzi smiled and stroked his beard.

“That’s exactly what I was thinking too. Since you think so too, junior brother, then I can rest assured.”

This tree ultimately belongs to Bai Yuan, so if Chi Songzi wants to do something with these white papers, he should at least inform Bai Yuan first.

Bai Yuan didn't seem to care about this.

Compared to these trivial matters, he was more concerned about whether the papermaking tree could only produce this kind of white paper for writing.

So he told Ningyan and then followed Chisongzi to the place where the papermaking tree was located.

At this moment, the elders of the Heavenly Sect were all discussing the matter of the blank paper.

Around them, stacks of white paper were piled up like mountains, and every now and then a few white leaves would fall and turn into white paper.

Bai Yuan immediately noticed that not all of these white papers were of the same type.

There are also some thinner and incredibly soft papers, which are not suitable for writing but are good for other things.

For example, wiping your mouth.

It is obvious that this paper tree not only has the ability to make paper, but the paper it produces also covers all aspects of life.

However, Chishongzi and others did not think about these things, regarding all paper as a tool for writing.