What Chu Feng didn't expect was that after the three beauties returned, they all took a bath immediately, and then tried on his invention with red faces!
As for the effect, we don't know. Anyway, after the three beauties put on the little cloth cover, they didn't take it off!
Especially when Princess Zhaoyang looked at the obviously plump place, the corners of her mouth turned up, and she couldn't help but curse: "Young disciple, you must feel a little thin here..."
Chu Feng didn't know this. He was now locked in the study and asked Shuang'er to hold a brush and write on the brocade paper about papermaking techniques.
When he was in college in his previous life, he worked hard and studied in an ancient papermaking workshop. He was very familiar with this ancient papermaking method.
"The first step in making paper is to soak the bamboo! Soak the cut bamboo in water to fully absorb the water, and then mash it with bark, hemp heads, old fishing nets and other raw materials.
In the second step, put the mashed material into a large pot, press it with stones, and cook it for a long time until it becomes pulp.
The third step is to scoop out the cooled paper pulp and spread it evenly on a flat bamboo curtain to drain out the water.
In the fourth step, the pulp from which the water has been drained forms a paper film. These paper films are then stacked one by one and pressed with large stones to completely expose the water inside.
The last step is to dry these paper films by the stove! "
Chu Feng asked Shuang'er to write about papermaking in detail. However, he then added: "Although it sounds very simple, when you take the pulp and make it into a paper film, it must be even. Without skilled technology, it is difficult to do it. I don't know if I still have that feeling. It seems that it is also needed. Try it a few more times.”
"Ah! Master, have you ever made paper before? This is the first time this slave has heard of paper."
Shuang'er couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of curiosity.
Chu Feng was shocked, knowing that he almost spilled the beans, he quickly said with a smile: "In my dream, I made paper with Master."
Chu Feng's character was to do whatever he was told. While Changsun Wugou and the others were busy smelting iron, Chu Feng had already started asking the farmers in Chujiazhuang to start looking for bamboo.
The busy days passed quickly, and more than half a month passed in the blink of an eye. After repeated experiments, the first batch of white papers finally took shape!
"Wow, it's really white and flat. It seems to be really suitable for writing! If you want to write prescriptions, you can write several prescriptions on one piece of paper. It's so convenient!"
Xueer, who likes liveliness the most, happily touched the white paper with her little hands and praised with a smile.
"Haha, look back, the young master will reward you with dozens of sheets, and ask you to write down all those medical skills and prescriptions and bind them into a book, okay?"
Chu Feng said with a smile, and at the same time, he opened the first piece of white rice paper from the bamboo curtain.
Looking at the fragrant white rice paper, Chu Feng's whole body was filled with excitement!
The appearance of these papers announced that he had made a huge contribution to the scholars in Daliang. The eunuch who was responsible for carrying the memorial bamboo slips to Li Er had to be extremely grateful to himself!
"Haha, it's done. We have really made a white paper. Niushan, Bowen, Chu San'er and you will all become the benefactors of Daliang scholars! I have worked really hard on you these days."
Chu Feng laughed and praised everyone who came to help.
"Young Master is the one who works hardest! Without Young Master's guidance, none of us will succeed even if we work hard all our lives."
Xiang Wendong said loudly in a hurry. All the credit was given to Chu Feng, while Niushan would just rub his big head and giggle, and the shrewd Chu San just smiled and said nothing.
"Master, I've brought all the pen and ink!"
Linger rushed over at a trot, still holding a pen and ink in her hand.
"Okay, the young master wants to compose a poem on the spot. Shuang'er, please write it down on a blank piece of paper!"
Chu Feng was also very excited at this time and couldn't help but want to show off! But my and Ling'er's calligraphy was really ugly, so I let Shuang'er do it for me.
After laying out the white paper, Shuang'er took a brush and sucked up the fragrant ink. She concentrated on looking at the young master's mouth, her eyes full of admiration.
"Haha, these blank sheets of paper will be a must-have for scholars in the future. Then the young master will write a poem to encourage students to study! Let these scholars study hard and serve the great people in the future."
Chu Feng said with a smile. It seems that I am an old scholar! He completely forgot about his previous skipping school in order to drink wine.
Soon, Chu Feng cleared his throat, and under the admiring eyes of everyone, he recited a famous poem to encourage students to study: "The lights are on at three o'clock, and the chickens are on at five o'clock. It's the time for men to study. A boy who doesn't know how to study hard is too early to regret studying late." "
Following Chu Feng's voice, Shuang'er's brush waved, and the small black ink characters on the white rice paper were written smoothly.
"Master, this white paper is so easy to use. When writing, it's even better than the white silk and brocade silk!"
After Shuang'er finished writing, she quickly expressed her opinions, picked up the white paper, and showed everyone the black and white words on the paper. The more I look at it, the more I think this white paper is perfect for writing! The young master is indeed a great talent!
At this time, Yue'er suddenly said: "Master, white paper is so easy to use, in fact, we can make a living by making white paper! By then, scholars all over the world will buy white paper from the Master. Think about it. In this situation, the young master is already as rich as anyone in the country!"
"Ah! Sister Yue'er, this is a good idea. With the young master having such an excellent job, our Zhenbei Hou Mansion can definitely compete with those thousand-year-old families."
Chu San finally spoke, as if smart people saw the same thing!
Unexpectedly, outside the courtyard door, someone walked in with a smile, and even laughed and said: "Good poem, good paper, good calligraphy! I didn't expect Shuang'er to actually write a good calligraphy poem."
Chu Feng followed the sound and happened to see Changsun Wugou walking in from the door, staring at the white rice paper without moving away for a moment.
It feels bad. Why did this old fox Changsun Wugou come so silently? I didn't even receive a notification.
"That's right, Mr. Chu's talent is really outstanding all over the world. Now he has actually created this magical white paper. He really should be the benefactor of scholars all over the world!"
Mr. Situ actually followed, his eyes fixed on the white rice paper.
If he knew that a large part of Chu Feng's purpose in making paper was to go to the toilet, would he be so angry that he vomited blood!
"It's really good. This white paper is really easier to write on than that bamboo slip. I just don't know how long it will take to store and write."
At this time, Wu Junxian, the Minister of Household Affairs, also came, also staring at the white rice paper.
Chu Feng never expected that even Wu Junxian, the Minister of Household Affairs, would come.
But they have already arrived, how can I drive them away? Then he would never want to get into someone else's daughter's bed again.
"Back to Uncle Wu, as long as this paper is stored properly and doesn't get damp, it can be stored for thousands of years. It will last longer than the bamboo slip because it is not easily bitten by insects."
Chu Feng said softly truthfully.
Wu Junxian's eyes lit up instantly, and he whispered: "Boy Chu, we can actually discuss this paper business with Ting'er. She seems to have a few more stores now. If this paper business is handed over to Ting'er, My son will do it and the business will be prosperous and prosperous."
"Wu Shangshu, you are worthy of being the Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue. He is so sensitive about money. Paper is for the world's scholars, but you can't let the world's scholars feel cold for the sake of money. In the end, a group of people attacked him, and the gains outweighed the losses."
Changsun Wugou was unhappy on the spot. Doing business must be done on a first-come, first-served basis! We have become partners with Mr. Chu Feng, so this paper business should be discussed between our eldest son’s family and Mr. Chu.
Moreover, this blank slate business can be prosperous if anyone does it! Because it is so convenient for scholars all over the world! With just a thin stack of paper, you can write tens of thousands of bamboo slips. It is a scholar’s dream!
