After seeing the finished product, Huang Yuan took Xiao Zhengtai around the paper mill.
There were all craftsmen in the general prison, and the tools used for making paper were quickly made, so the paper was successfully developed in such a short period of time!
“Have you ever calculated the cost of paper?”
Koshota asked with a mature look.
"Back to you, young master, I have calculated. Now during the research period, each piece of paper is about one and a half penny. After mass production, each piece of paper will be less than one penny!"
Huang Yuan said excitedly.
The paper was light and white. He never dreamed that it was made of straw, let alone that the cost was so low!
As soon as their paper is put on the market, it will definitely set off a storm in Xianyang City and replace the bamboo slips in a short time!
"Well, it's lower than I expected!" Xiao Zhengtai nodded.
"What? Less than a penny...?"
Wang Li looked at Huang Yuan in shock and stretched out a finger, "Did I hear wrongly? The cost of the blank paper just now is only one penny?"
"That's right, papermaking was invented by the young master. The cost is low. From now on, people will be able to read and write!"
Until now, Huang Yuan admired Xiao Zhengtai from the bottom of his heart.
White paper is obviously better than bamboo slips and can be priced at hundreds of liters, but the young master charges two liters just so that ordinary people can read!
This is something most people can’t do!
These are troubled times, who doesn’t want to make more money? Only the young master puts the interests of the people first!
He also proposed to the emperor to improve the status and salary of their craftsmen. Now all the generals in the prison are very motivated, and they are all grateful to the young master!
"How much paper is expected to be produced by the paper mill in one day?"
"Back to my young master, if there are enough raw materials, we will divide it into two shifts, black and white. I estimate that 20,000 pieces a day will be fine!"
After hearing Huang Yuan's answer, Xiao Zhengtai began to think about it in his mind, and finally shook his head.
"No, we still have to increase production. Once the paper comes out, people will definitely rush to buy it. With the palace and ministers included, this quantity is far from enough!"
"There are still some people who can be transferred to the general prison, but this will slow down the construction progress of Afang Palace. I'm afraid His Majesty will blame you!"
Huang Yuan was slightly embarrassed.
"You don't have to worry about the progress of Afang Palace. I have already discussed it with His Majesty. It doesn't matter even if the work is suspended!"
"What? The shutdown doesn't matter?"
Huang Yuan's eyes almost flew out as if he heard something unbelievable.
Afang palace!
The new palace built by His Majesty!
Does it matter if the work is suspended?
"That's right, Afang Palace is redundant. If you have enough manpower, just go and work for two days. If there is no one, don't worry about it. It's just that I will send a batch of craftsmen with excellent skills to supervise the coarse salt. In addition, I will There is an arsenal... I’m afraid we need a lot of manpower!”
The purification of coarse salt does not matter, there is no technical content. A group of soldiers will be sent to the salt mines in each camp, and two craftsmen will be placed in each salt mine to guide them. After the soldiers have mastered the essentials, they will be transferred back and let the soldiers operate by themselves. It is not necessary anyway. Confidentiality is required.
All the salt in Da Qin was in the hands of the imperial court, and no ordinary businessman would dare to take this idea unless they were worried about their longevity!
But the arsenal is not good. It must be handled by reliable people in person. Once the formula is leaked, it will not be a good thing for Da Qin!
His system is not a supermarket. You can buy whatever you want. When the time comes, you can buy thermal weapons to suppress it.
The big brother in his system depends on his mood. If he's in a good mood, he'll give him something useful. If he's in a bad mood, he'll give him something useful!
"arsenal?"
Huang Yuan was stunned.
Never heard of such a place before?
Still need craftsmen?
"That's right, my father has given me the elixir supervisor in the palace. Now it has been renamed the arsenal. The things I will study in the future will benefit the country and the people. You will have to go into battle personally when the time comes!"
After this period of contact, Xiao Zhengtai found that Huang Yuan was reliable.
He is meticulous in his work and passionate about scientific research. This is the type of person he needs most!
"But according to the young master's orders!"
Huang Yuan clasped his fists with both hands and gave a salute.
It is his blessing to be able to serve the young master!
"You will take everyone to collect the rewards later. Let everyone work hard. In the future, the paper mill will be more profitable and the salary will be doubled!"
"Thank you, young master!"
Huang Yuan thanked everyone, and then happily told the news to the craftsmen.
After leaving the workshop, Xiao Zhengtai told Yu Wenxuan a few words and asked him to write a notice recruiting workers and post it at the door.
The batch recruited before is obviously not enough, so we have to recruit again!
Then he found Fan Kuai, who was directing the long-term workers to carry firewood, handed him a drawing, and said: "Go find thirty sheepskins and send them to Yu Ji, and let him sew them according to the shape on the drawing!"
"What do you want the sheepskin for, sir?"
Fan Kuai scratched his head in confusion.
It's easy to understand if you want sheep, but do you want sheepskin? I really don’t understand!
"Of course I have my magic power, just do it if you ask me to do it!"
Little Shota kicked him on the butt.
Of course, he didn't exert any force at all, otherwise a few bones would have been broken with this kick!
"Hehe, okay, okay, don't worry, young master, I'll be there right away!"
Fan Kuai rubbed his butt and ran towards the door.
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After the affairs of the paper mill were arranged, Xiao Zhengtai returned to the palace with a pile of paper just made by the paper mill to find Ying Zheng.
"Father, father...!"
He rushed into the dormitory without waiting for the announcement, and happened to meet Ying Zheng feeding venison to Lian Er with chopsticks. The two of them were affectionate, one and the other.
"Ouch! I didn't see anything!"
Xiao Zhengtai quickly put a stack of white paper in front of his eyes.
Who would have thought that the First Emperor, who was usually murderous, decisive and cold-blooded, could have such a tender side?
And let him run into it!
Ying Zheng didn't expect anyone to barge in, so he was stunned immediately. The chopsticks he was using to pick up the vegetables were suspended in the air. He couldn't put them down, nor could he say hello!
"Young master, you can't come in...!"
Then, Jing Fu ran in panting. When he saw Ying Zheng's hand hanging in the air, he quickly lowered his head and pretended not to see anything, "Your Majesty, forgive me, the young master ran too fast, and I couldn't stop him at all. !”
He was the emperor's personal eunuch, and as long as he blocked the entrance to the palace, no one would dare to enter.
The young master was a special case. He had already told his Majesty that he was having a meal, but he didn't listen at all. He just sneaked in without making any noise. When he reacted, he only saw a small silhouette, and it was too late to pursue him!
"Ahem...Okay, step back!"
Ying Zheng coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, then waved the chopsticks hanging in the air and asked Jing Fu to leave.
"You kid, can't you behave yourself? Guanghua Palace has been repaired and you have moved there. If you have nothing to do, don't keep running to me!"
What happened just now made Ying Zheng's old face turn red with embarrassment, but he couldn't bear to punish him, so he scolded him.
"Brother Zheng, Feiyu is still young and not very familiar with the rules in the palace, so let's teach him slowly!"
Lian'er was fine. She stood up and walked slowly to the little shot, and carried her to the dining table.
