Life is extremely peaceful when copying books in thatched cottages.

Of course, this is just Du Shiyi's own opinion. Whether it was Sima Heiyun who was ordered to accompany him here during the day, or Du Shisanniang and Zhuying, they were all very surprised by some of his actions. That day, in front of all of them, he drew a rough look on the mud with wooden strips, and explained to Tian Mo for a long time. When the Kunlun slave selected materials from the bamboo forest, he then made a bamboo chair and four sturdy bamboo piles. He drove Sima Heiyun to the market at the foot of the mountain to buy a polished and lacquered fir flatbed. After he came back, he nailed it to the four bamboo piles and made a simple square table.

At this moment, Du Shiyi sat on a strange seat with a backrest handrail, spread the jute paper used to copy "Bencao Jing Ji Zhu" on this small table, and focused on writing at the desk. For more than ten days, he copied four hours a day, and his efficiency was more than twice as fast as the first day for bamboo shadows to stretch paper. In addition to these four hours, he got up early in the morning and went hiking in the bamboo forest after supper. The day of going to bed early and getting up early continued. Although copying books was also heavy physical and mental labor, such exercise, and he rested for half an hour every time, he would have improved his spirit and body.

The most important thing is that he copied many ancient inscriptions under the forced force of his father in his childhood. He discovered it at that time, but every word and sentence he copied seemed to be engraved in his mind. Now he was surprised to find that this ability is still there. In other words, when the "Bencao Jing Ji Ji" was copied, he could recite the book backwards.

As for Sima Heiyun, at first, because those books were borrowed from Songyang Temple, he would come to the owner to check the progress early every morning. But later, he saw that Du Shiyi was extremely efficient in copying books, and handed over a preface of more than 8,000 words in less than three days. While he was very surprised, he no longer came here every morning. Instead, he would travel here no matter when he was elusive, and occasionally even stayed in the thatched hut to have a meal. Almost every five to seven days, he could send a volume of copybooks back. In less than a month, what Du Shiyi was copying is now the last volume of "Bencao Jing Ji Ji"!

At this moment, he sat cross-legged in the seat with interest, looking up at Du Shiyi, who was concentrating on him, and suddenly said to Zhuying beside him: "Mr. Du Xiaolang is really full of ideas. When he sent the previous few volumes of books back to Songyang Temple, my master saw that the handwriting on it was neat, but it was fast and good. He was amazed at the moment when he heard such a copying method."

When Zhu Ying heard others praise her master, she naturally smiled and said, "My husband is talented and has learned his studies without a teacher since he was a child, so he came up with such a good way."

"It's just a temporary measure to save time." Seeing that the incense thread in the incense burner on the table had finished, and it was time to rest again, Du Shiyi rubbed his wrist and stood up. Seeing that Sima Heiyun also stood up, he smiled and said, "Brother Sima, you and I are not outsiders. Today I sincerely ask you, do you feel inconvenient to read books on weekdays?"

Although Sima Heiyun is a follower, he knows the words and snippets. This is what Du Shiyi discovered when he was watching while writing. Sure enough, after saying this, he saw Sima Heiyun stunned and smiled bitterly: "A child was lonely at home. If it weren't for the husband's compassion for shelter, he would definitely not be able to read. It was in vain to read books, so he was content to read books and never thought of any inconvenience. Even now, he has seen many poor scholars who can't afford to buy books and can only rely on hand copying. However, hand copying is inefficient. For example, this book of Herbal Sutra has seven volumes, plus a preface, and it has to copy them completely, and the skill is extraordinary. If they can also be like Du Xiaolangjun, they will definitely save a lot of time."

Du Shiyi didn't expect that Sima Heiyun actually talked about his personal experience, and from this, he felt that his copying method could save time and effort for poor scholars. He couldn't help but sigh. The four words of movable type printing were just a turn in his mind, and he pressed them first.

In my memory, almost all the books passed down from the Du family were hand-written, and only a few of them were printed in woodblocks, such as the Four Books and the Records of the Grand Historian, Han Book. This time, the Du family scriptures he brought out were hand-written books from his ancestors. Moreover, the so-called clay movable type is professional from engraving to typography. More importantly, demand determines the output. Nowadays, not many people are literate, and he is not a person with high power!

Therefore, after a moment of silence, he sighed softly: "Books are as expensive as gold, which is really embarrassing. Moreover, there are still many inconveniences in such books today. One is reading, the other is storing them. The most destructive thing is the most destructive of the book. Even if you are caring for such books, it is not easy to maintain them. Brother Sima still remembers that on the sunny day before yesterday, the sister and Zhuying took out all the books in the book box and spread them with breathable incense. After a whole day, they both had sore waists and backs?"

Realizing the problem Du Shiyi really wanted to say, Sima Heiyun was immediately surprised: "Then what Du Xiaolangjun means..."

"During the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, bamboo slips were used. But now, bamboo slips were no longer used. Even silk slips were rarely used because of the huge cost. Nowadays, the imperial court documents were mostly hemp or rattan paper, but they were still like bamboo slips and silk slips in the past. They framed papers into long strips and rolled them into a roll. But in this way, the storage, maintenance and use of books became a big problem. The books were not press-resistant, either inserted or stacked, but they were just in the book box. If placed on a shelf, it would not be easy to find. Moreover, the bookstores of each family were not as good as the bookstores of the court. For example, many precious books were passed down from my ancestors. Even if they were carefully preserved and cared for, they were now very inferior to those of the past. Of course, there was another point that rolling and unfolding the scrolls was time-consuming."

Speaking of this, Du Shiyi ordered Zhuying: "Go to the book box and take out the oil paper bag I put in before."

Zhuying immediately responded to the sound of the words, and soon came back with the oil paper bag. This time, even Du Shisanniang, who had been listening to the movements in the outside, couldn't help but think about it. Thinking of her and Zhuying's secretly after copying books every day, she would always secretly send her and Zhuying away something in the room. Later, she solemnly put it in the oil paper bag, so she slipped out of the room. When she saw Du Shiyi open the oil paper bag and take out the stack of things inside, Sima Heiyun came forward to take a look, and she naturally came over curiously.

"This is..."

I saw the stack of things spread out, but I saw that the stack was cut into six inches long and four inches wide, and all the pages of average size were neatly drilled on the left side, and then bound into a book with needle and thread. The cover was wrapped in velvet paper, and it was flipped from behind to the front page. It was convenient and simple. It was stacked in thick stacks in my hand, which was very different from the books on the scroll. Unlike Sima Heiyun, who was thinking about looking at this strange binding book, Du Shisanniang, who had a sharp-eyed glanced at Du Shiyi's piece of paper fell off when she was flipping through it. She quickly leaned over and picked it up, seeing it as a compassionate peasant, and her eyes were lit up. It should be noted that the most popular poems in the market are now, and she had never heard of this poem. In addition, my brother had rarely interacted with outsiders in the past few months. If it were not someone else's masterpiece, then there would obviously be only one answer!

Brother can write poetry again!

She could hardly hold back the cheers that reached her mouth. She finally endured her joyful look and quietly retreated, but hurried to the side and waved to Zhuying. When she left the thatched house with her maid, she didn't care that Tian Mo was serving vegetables in the field, and said with a smile: "Zhuying, I just saw Brother Making a new poem!"

"Ah..." Zhu Ying couldn't help but exclaimed softly, then hurriedly covered her mouth, and after a while he said happily, "Congratulations to Madam! The man can recover from the serious illness and can pick up the pen as a poem again. It's all the wife who has sincerely moved the world!"

Du Shisanniang shook her head vigorously, without saying a word, and drove Zhuying back to the house to serve her. However, she knelt down in the dust, and murmured with her hands: "The Emperor and Queen Earth, Gods and Buddhas of the heavens, Grandpa, Grandma, my brother has finally recovered from a serious illness. She is smarter and more agile than before. I am already satisfied. If there are any more troubles and hardships in the future, please surrender to me, don't torture my brother again..."

No one heard the gentle murmur, but only looked down at Tian Mo, who looked up at the vegetable seedling, raised his head. Looking at the picturesque little lady, thinking about the sincere prayer just now, he couldn't help but grin, his eyes shining.

In the room, Du Shiyi saw Sima Heiyun reading the book like a memorial, but he took out several other books from the oil paper bag, which were the preface of "The Collection of Materia Medica" and the first six volumes. Seeing Sima Heiyun looking through these books thoughtfully, he asked, "Brother Sima thinks what these methods are?"

"From the use and reading alone, it is naturally more convenient than the scroll, but those who first saw this book would feel uncomfortable..." Sima Heiyun suddenly stopped talking, looked up at Du Shiyi and asked, "How did Du Xiaolangjun think of this method? Moreover, this seems to be the preface and the first six volumes of the Materia Medica Sutra that had been copied before?"

"Yes, I have asked you to transfer the first six volumes before, but in fact, I copied one more copy of each volume. These are just trying to bind them into books by myself. I have read too many books since I was a child, and I always feel inconvenient. This time, I have been sick for several months and I have been sick for several months. During this period, I can't move or say them. Instead, I think of these things from time to time. In this way, as long as the paper is cut in advance, the copying can be quickly bound into books. It is also square and easy to store, without using a red sandalwood shaft, jade shaft, teeth shaft, wooden shaft, etc. Even if a poor scholar can do needlework and thread by himself, it will save the trouble of mounting it into a scroll."

Du Shiyi paused, and then continued: "Also, I heard that Buddhist affairs in the two capitals are growing more and more, and the supply of Buddhist scriptures is in short supply. Even if ordinary people worship many Buddhist scriptures and go home, it is inconvenient to store the scrolls, and it is inconvenient to use them and recite them. Therefore, a Buddhist monk once mentioned whether the scriptures contained in this scroll can be changed, to make the price cheaper, and to make it easier for good men and women to recite them every day. I remember that in a temple, I saw a Buddhist scripture folded in a scripture, which looks like folding the scrolls every few inches. Although it is convenient, it is easy to break them. Moreover, we scholars cannot let Buddhist children be beautiful in everything. Especially for medical books, such as Materia Medica, if they can pass on many Buddhist scriptures like Buddhist scriptures, they can save people from water and fire."

As soon as these words came out, Sima Heiyun, who was still hesitating, suddenly glanced at him and said, "Can you lend me these books Du Xiaolangjun for a day?"

"It's impossible."

After Sima Heiyun put several books back into the oil paper bag, put them in his arms and left in a hurry, Du Shiyi returned to the desk, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink again, and after calming down, he continued to pick up the book.
Chapter completed!