Chapter Fourteen Call Me Jinger
The senior brothers were very quick and had already ground the inkstone on the inkstone while they were talking?
Too bad, the ink piece looks black, but it is red when ground out, and it is dark like a ball of sticky blood.
Yao Jing picked up the pen, calmed down, soaked the ink, took a deep breath, and a faint green light appeared on her body. Is this Haoran's righteousness?
But what's going on with this paper?
If the scene wasn't a bit solemn, Zhang Xuan would have asked a question long ago, didn't he say there was nothing?
There is only one word in the first column: urgent!
The second column: The magical artifact of wealthy countries is now available!
The third column: Come quickly!
The three lines and seven characters are not only without punctuation, but also without literary talent. The characters are like phoenix dance, elegant and magical. If you don’t say that those who are not literary are not, Zhang Xuan will not be able to write this character in the past and present lives. It can be foreseeable that he will not be able to write such words for a long time or even forever in the future.
A senior brother took out the fire tube, turned on the fire, and blew it lightly into the barrel a few times. A ball of flame rose from the bamboo tube to get the fire in the barrel?
Today, I was just an eye-opener, all of which were things that even Zhang Xuan could not understand for two lifetimes. In the eyes of county people, Zhang Xuan had been influenced by decades and did not believe in the so-called art of showing off.
So, from the perspective of technology, how should we explain it? It would be better to hide the fire in the bamboo tube. If he was given enough materials and equipment, he could do it. He could not understand the previous imprisonment.
He stretched out his hand and pointed: "Flying horoscopes from thousands of miles away."
Before he finished speaking, the flames licked the paper with red words written on it. With a slight sound of "boh", the paper burned out instantly. Instant ignition is not a problem, gunpowder can be used, but paper...
Not only paper, but also the saying "With the Thousand Miles of Feihong, Zhang Xuan's knowledge, can you fully understand it. The question is here, you can understand it but can't understand it. What does it mean? This is the telegram from the Great Zhou version, which is in a flash?
"Wait, young lady, can you ask a few questions?" Zhang Xuan completely forgot the huge gap between the two of them. Opening his mouth is a habit in his previous life. Women don't care about how old they are, they are all young ladies.
Yao Jing smiled, nodded without saying a word. The piece of paper was not easy to write, and it was even more tiring to burn. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in her four senior brothers' eyes, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Xuan was shocked very much today, and they were not much better. Thinking about this water truck could add countless fertile land to the Great Zhou Dynasty. Not to mention calling him a little sister, even if it sounds bad, they can bear it for the time being.
"As far as I know, Dazhou has no paper?" Zhang Xuan had a curiosity look. If he could buy paper, why should he find someone to smash and rinse the hemp...
To put it nicely, the people on earth are idle and have nothing to do, and they do things for live streaming to make money. Even so, the so-called ancient papermaking uses a lot of modern tools. After coming to Dazhou and experiencing it personally, I realized that there are too many inconspicuous tools that are usually very important in life.
No, it means nothing. If you don’t have it, it will be difficult for you to do things. If you want to solve a problem, it will lead to more problems.
According to Zhang Xuan's design, it takes at least two months to complete his ancient papermaking method, and he can only make very little paper, and it won't take long to wipe his butt. Yes, the main purpose of Zhang Xuan's papermaking is to go to the toilet, and it's not impossible to wash it, but after washing your hands every time, there will still be psychological shadows.
He naturally thought about the assembly line method, but he couldn't afford to play without enough manpower.
"How could it be paperless?" Yao Jing couldn't understand.
Zhang Xuan was also confused. Is there something wrong with the communication?
I understand that there is something wrong with the vocabulary, and the paper I understand is not available in Dazhou. Since there is not, the other party should have understood the meaning of the paper that he wanted to express with it.
"Miss Yao, what you used to write just now..."
"Yes, this is paper." The senior brother who was responsible for backing the paper opened his backpack understandingly, and there were two snow-white papers inside.
"Can I touch it?" Zhang Xuan asked, looking at the paper, feeling something was wrong?
"Yes." Yao Jing hesitated for a moment. Although it was the first time the two met, Zhang Xuan could feel that the girl was very arrogant. She did not ask for anything in return when she helped her. But when she touched the paper, she hesitated for a moment, which showed the value of this paper...
Carefully rubbed the edge of the paper. Zhang Xuan used too much paper, and he could tell that it was different with just a touch. This is not paper, or paper in the traditional sense. If you don’t feel wrong, it should be leather. As a material expert, you can proudly say that he is professional in this regard.
That's right, in the early days of the earth, there was a saying that the craftsmanship was very complicated. First, the entire animal skin had to be processed, and then uncovered layer by layer. This craftsmanship of uncovering the animal skin was a top-notch craft and had long been lost. The peeled animal skin was constantly polished, and finally cut, and then the paper-thin animal skin was obtained.
The quality of animal crust paper is much better than that of paper, with excellent toughness and is said to have a certain degree of water resistance. Different materials are used, and the colors of the paper are different, and most of them are light yellow. If lamb skin is used as the material, snow-white animal crust paper may be ground.
"This is...a crust paper, lambskin." Zhang Xuan said affirmatively.
"Yes, paper is naturally made of animal skin, otherwise?" Yao Jing couldn't understand. Zhang Xuan seemed to understand a lot before, but now he actually asked such a naive question. Paper is naturally made of leather.
"This..." Should I say it, or not? Zhang Xuan was a little hesitant.
While hesitating, the villagers knelt on the ground again. Zhang Xuan looked up and saw a middle-aged man in a distance, wearing Confucian clothes and floating clothes, from far to near. He seemed to be slow, but he was as fast as a galloping horse. At first glance, he was just a figure. After a few breaths, he could see the outline. After a few breaths, his face was clear, and after a few breaths, he had already arrived in front of him.
Visually, it is not more than three seconds for 100 meters?
Zhang Xuan was confused again. Thirty meters per second, equivalent to 10 seconds, 300 meters per minute, 1.8 kilometers per minute, 108 kilometers per hour, rounded up, can this person run 100 kilometers per hour?
If you are faster, you can issue a ticket on the highway.
"Father, wait." Yao Jingfu bowed, but did not give him any face to the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue at the time, so he actually asked him to wait.
From the conversation just now, Yao Jing heard something different. She was extremely confident in her sixth sense. She suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and felt that she could inspire the righteousness of the world. As expected, it took only half a night to break through the threshold that countless officials could not overcome.
"I have met Mr. Yao." Yao Jing bowed, and Zhang Xuan naturally bowed to the ground and gave a big gift. Even if he had never seen him, he could guess that this is Mr. Yao who was exiled for five thousand miles. He looks so young. Is he thirty years old? Or are the great scholars all equipped with their own beauty function?
"Well, you guys keep going." Yao Qian didn't expect that the son of the county magistrate who he had never cared about could attract his daughter's attention, and even used the Wanli Feihong, whom he could only be willing to use in urgent matters.
The thousands of miles of flying horoscopes are just a Confucian path, and it is nothing to consume some righteousness, but whether it is paper or blood ink, it is a rare good thing. I won’t talk about paper, it requires a large number of craftsmen. The blood ink cannot be bought with money. A small piece of blood ink can only write a thousand words.
Using Wanli Feihong, each word is worth a thousand knives. My own person is in Luoxiazhou, and my daughter hurriedly wrote seven words. Is it worth it?
It’s not that the Yao family can’t come up with it, but they just think that their daughter is a bit hasty this time and is too wasteful.
"Brother Zhang, please tell me, this paper does not require animal skins, what should I use?" Yao Jing asked, "The water wheel is not in a hurry, the work there is very slow. She has already understood this thing. Even if Zhang Xuan doesn't build it, she can build it herself."
"I think that paper should be made of plant materials such as hemp, bamboo, wood, etc. with a lot of fiber. I know that the quality of animal skin paper is also good, it is too expensive..." Zhang Xuan thought for a while and said.
In the end, the papermaking matter will definitely not be hidden. It would be better to tell it out directly. The person in front of him may be a big man he will never be able to contact in his whole life. Not to mention him, he will be the same.
Don’t think about selling patents or something. It’s hard to keep it confidential. With his understanding of the nature of the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, in order to obtain papermaking, there are so many people who want to kill his whole family. Even if the entire Lan County is killed, some big shots will not hesitate at all.
"What is fiber?" Yao Jing can always grasp the key to the problem. In other words, among what Zhang Xuan said just now, the word fiber is the only word she has never heard of.
I picked up a piece of grass casually and pulled it apart, revealing the fiber inside: "Fiber."
"Oh... I don't understand." If I don't understand, I don't understand. It's not embarrassing to say that I don't understand in front of a smart person who can build a water truck.
"Well, Miss Yao can read slowly. I have already ordered people to make paper, but it will take a long time, and it will take a month and a half to make the first batch of paper. And the number is very small. You know, I am just the son of a small county magistrate, and the manpower can call..." Since everything is said about papermaking, Zhang Xuan doesn't mind taking advantage of it.
Yao Jing waved her hand: "How many people do my brother need for money?"
Brother Zhang has become my brother, this is a huge progress.
"The more people, the better. Papermaking does not require too much wealth. The raw materials are specialties from Ma, Lan County, which are not valuable. There are not much silk needed to pick up the net. It is just the first time I make paper. There will be many unexpected problems. I can only find a way to find a way when I encounter it." Zhang Xuan said.
"Okay, once you have something to do, my brother will speak up, and you don't need to be polite. Jing still saved some dowry, and I will use it. If it is not enough, I beg my father." Yao Jing was generous enough and said the dowry in front of everyone, without any shyness.
"Then I'm welcome, Miss Yao..."
"Just call me Jing'er, that's how my father calls me." Yao Jing said.
Yao Qian listened more and more, but he didn't say anything to stop him. He knew his little daughter too well. Not only was he amazingly talented, but he was also very independent. If it were something she knew, even his father would not be able to stop it.
Chapter completed!