Chapter 11 Prodigy

Style: Historical Author: fourteen bridgesWords: 2285Update Time: 24/01/11 23:03:32
"Dream about it?"

Maybe this kid is a child prodigy who can solve the problem of horse hoof wear in just a dream.

And there is a master who knows two thousand years before and after!

It seems that he was sent by God to help Da Qin!

Ying Zheng stroked his beard and stared thoughtfully at the drawing that Xiao Zhengtai had just drawn!

"Child, what did you use to draw the picture? It doesn't look like silk, but why is it so light?"

Xiao Zhengtai lowered his head to look at the white paper in his hand, and raised it in front of everyone, "This is called white paper. It is very thin and light, easy to carry, and the writing on it is also very clear. It is much more convenient than the current bamboo slips!"

“Not only that, the production cost of paper is also very low, just some hay, dry branches, and bark!”

"There is also this called a pencil. It is the most convenient for drawing patterns and other things. You can draw at any time. If you make any mistakes, you can erase them and start over!"

Little Shota explained to everyone vividly!

"What? Can I write the words again?"

"Just some hay to make paper?"

“With such a low cost, wouldn’t all people be able to study in the future?”



As soon as these words came out, all the ministers were shocked again.

Most of the bamboo slips commonly used on the market now are cut down, polished into smooth strips through a series of processes, and then strung together to become bamboo slips.

The books read by officials and wealthy households were written on bamboo slips, and most of the ministers' letters to the emperor also used bamboo slips!

In addition to bamboo slips, silk cloth and silk are occasionally used for writing.

Although silk and silk are light and thin, they are expensive and are generally only used in some very special circumstances!

But no matter which one, it doesn't matter to the people, because they simply can't afford it!

Even the most commonly used bamboo slips cost more than a hundred words, which ordinary people simply cannot afford!

There was no high-yielding grain in this era, and the farming methods were very backward. People had to pay high taxes on their annual grain harvest, and what was left was barely enough to feed and clothe the family. How could there be spare money for their children to study?

This also means that poor people will always be poor, and there is no way to change their destiny by reading!

However, the rich and powerful officials have a strong family background, and their children have been reading and practicing calligraphy since they were young. In the future, they will enter the official court and be given the title of wife and son!

"You mean...you made this paper?"

Ying Zheng's eyes were full of shock and he couldn't hide it at all.

"That's right!"

Xiao Zhengtai nodded, not finding anything strange.

"Young Master can actually make paper out of hay?"

Shangqing Mengyi's jaw had already dropped in shock.

They were very clear about the significance of the popularization of paper. No one could have imagined that such a great invention could come from a baby!

"What's this? There are so many things I can make! Wait, I'll bring you something to open your eyes!"

The young lady said unceremoniously, turned around and ran back to the carriage, rummaged around for a while, and finally took out a roll of toilet paper.

"This is also a kind of paper, but it's not called white paper, but toilet paper. It can be used instead of toilet paper. It's so comfortable!"

Ying Feiyu said with an expression of enjoyment.

Going to the toilet in this era is not as good as in later generations. All toilet seats are made of bamboo. Not to mention, the key is that they cannot be wiped clean.

And this thing is not disposable, you have to soak it in salt water after use, and use it again next time!

For a future generation like Ying Feiyu, this is simply disgusting!

Fortunately, the system took pity on him and rewarded him with a box of toilet paper when he had nothing to do. This made his life much more comfortable!

"Use this instead of a toilet chip?"

Ying Zheng took the toilet paper, unfolded a short section, and was immediately shocked.

This soft touch and snow-white color can actually replace toilet chips?

It feels like a waste to use it for writing!

"That's right...!"

Xiao Zhengtai nodded firmly, "If anyone is interested, you can give it a try, I guarantee you won't be able to put it down!"

"Ahem! My dears, are you interested in giving it a try?"

Ying Zheng circulated the toilet paper to all the ministers.

In fact, he wanted to try it himself, but due to the majesty of the emperor, he did not speak!

Of course, when the emperor pays respects, he will definitely not use toilet chips, but usually silk or silk.

That thing is slippery and definitely not as useful as this white toilet paper!

"Your Majesty, I am willing to give it a try!"

It was Tongwuhou Wang Ben who spoke.

Coincidentally, at this time, he was preparing to find a place to go to the toilet when no one was prepared.

Ying Zheng happened to be looking for someone to test the paper, so why not let him do it for him, and save the need to go to the woods to find branches!

"That's right!"

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement.

Wang Ben grabbed the toilet paper Meng Yi was studying and ran into the distant woods.

Although the other old guys didn't say anything, they all looked at his back with envy!

It's all my fault for not living up to expectations. Why don't I feel anything at this critical moment?

Otherwise, you can be the first to experience it!

"Your Majesty, lunch has been prepared, please have a meal!"

As soon as Wang Ben left, a young chamberlain ran over, bent down and said respectfully.

"Um!"

Ying Zheng nodded, keeping his gaze on the place where Wang Ben disappeared.

I don’t know if that old boy is done yet. How does it feel to use toilet paper?

Why is there no movement at all?

"Huh? Lunch? That's great, there's something delicious!"

On the contrary, the young lady danced happily when she heard that dinner was about to be served.

He hasn't eaten the imperial meal yet, and he doesn't know what it contains?

In those TV dramas of later generations, the emperor's meals were very rich, including all kinds of delicacies!

"Let's go! Take me to see it quickly!"

Ying Zheng is not interested, but he is.

After a hard night yesterday, he set off for Xianyang again early in the morning. After a long journey, his little belly was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

The two bags of snacks I occasionally chewed were not dry enough, and they were digested in a short time!

"yes!"

The waiter Xiaonai responded and made a gesture of invitation.

"Let's go! Mom, let's go have dinner together?"

Xiao Zhengtai took Lian'er's hand and shook it coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, mother will go with you!"

Lian'er looked at him dotingly, then looked at Ying Zheng, agreed, and was led by the servant to the big tent.

The other guards bury the pot on the spot and cook some porridge, add dry food and simple side dishes to solve the problem.

The emperor is different. How can he eat in the open air?

Even if it’s just a simple break, there will be dedicated people setting up a big tent for you!

The other accompanying ministers also had a special tent, but many people gathered together to eat. The standard of food was far worse than that of Ying Zheng!

"Young master, please!"

The little chamberlain opened the curtain of the big tent for the two of them and made an invitation gesture again.

"Thank you very much!"

Little Zhengtai ran in happily, and Lian'er thanked the little chambermaid very sensibly.

But when she saw the dishes on the table, Shota's original smile immediately froze!

"This...what is this?"

"TV dramas are all lies, woohoo...!"