Seeing Qin Xiangru arranging things in the mansion in an orderly manner, Mu Qing nodded with satisfaction. The threshold for being a current person is not high, but being able to stay in charge is not something ordinary people can do.
Qin Xiangru's ability is definitely higher than that of ordinary slaves.
Time passed quickly, and several hours passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Qian's eyes moved, and he stretched suddenly. His sleep was so comfortable, and he suddenly felt a soft place on his pillow.
After sitting up, take a look.
"Mu Qing? Why are you here?"
Mu Qing couldn't bear to see Yang Qian sleeping in discomfort, so he gently pushed Yang Qian onto his lap, letting his head rest on his head to make it more comfortable.
Mu Qing smiled slightly, "I'm afraid you'll be tired, so I'll make you feel more comfortable."
He kissed Mu Qing gently on the cheek and whispered, "It's great to have you."
Mu Qing's face suddenly turned red and he said, "You have been sleeping for a while. Master Ouye sent someone over to bring those movable types and loaded them into a carriage."
"One carriage, that's not much, right?"
Yang Qian carefully calculated that even if only more than 3,000 words could be used for printing, many common words would be used frequently. It is normal for a word to appear hundreds of times in a book with 10,000 words.
Taking Mu Qing to the outside of the mansion, they saw that the carriage was filled with boxes. After opening the boxes, the entire carriage was filled with lead movable type as thick as a finger.
Picking up the movable lead type in his hand, Yang Gan weighed it and found that it was quite tight. Moreover, the molds used for engraving were all used. Although the characters were different, the specifications were the same, making them easy to match.
Looking at the movable lead type in his hand, Mu Qing was surprised and said, "Is this the movable type printing you are talking about?"
"Yeah, that's right."
"How's the effect?"
"Mu Qing, how long does it take you to copy a book?"
Mu Qing thought for a while and said, "It's hard to say. The word size of each book is different. If it is a book with 10,000 words, it will take an hour anyway. How fast can this printing technology be?"
"With enough movable type, enough personnel, and enough paper, my temporary factory can print thousands of books a day without any problem."
Mu Qing's beautiful eyes revealed a strong disbelief. You must know that paper books are still very precious now. Even if his mentor is not short of money, at least most of his many books are bamboo slips.
This also led to the fact that almost every bamboo slip and book had to be copied by hand. The bamboo slips were just fine, just erase the mistakes.
But when it comes to books, it's a problem. One wrong word and the whole piece of paper is useless.
Qin Xiangru walked out of the gate and asked, "Sir, when will dinner be served?"
Yang Qian looked at the sky and said, "Prepare the food first. I'll go work for a while."
Yang Gan and Mu Qing drove the carriage towards the factory.
Inside the factory, the carpenters' repairs have made a huge difference. More than a dozen carpenters worked together to build several cabinets and four- to five-meter long tables, not to mention wall-mounted cabinets.
There were several large ink stones, ink and some tools placed on the long table. Yang Qian nodded with satisfaction.
"Master, how are you? Are you satisfied?" Old Chen said with an attentive look.
Yang Gan put his hands behind his back, looking like a leader. The carpenters bowed their hands and saluted Yang Gan. This man is the pillar of the sky here, and one word can determine the existence of countless lives and deaths.
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"Not bad~~!" After walking around for a few times, Yang Qian was obviously very satisfied.
"I'm very satisfied. The lead type is on the carriage outside, and it's all put into storage. It should be in the order of strokes and can't be messed up."
"yes."
Lao Chen waved his hand, and a dozen carpenters immediately unloaded the movable type from the carriage and put it into a huge cabinet against the wall.
I randomly selected an article of one hundred words, and picked out the movable type from the drawer in the order of the signs.
They began to sort according to the characters at the end, and the craftsmen began to grind the ink. After two large brushes were filled with ink, they applied enough ink on the lead movable type.
Gently lay the paper on it. The moment the paper and the font come into contact, it cannot move anymore. Then, use two brush plates made of lambswool to press back and forth on it to make rubbings.
Seeing that each word had a clear outline, Yang Qian checked it carefully again uneasily, and then opened it from front to back. He saw more than a hundred words on two palm-sized pieces of white paper.
The spacing between fonts is appropriate, giving people a clean and tidy feeling.
Mu Qing took the white paper from Yang Qian's hand, his eyes were shining brightly, and he exclaimed, "What a wonderful workmanship. In this way, wouldn't printing books be very fast?"
"good."
As a scholar, Mu Qing was most interested in things like books. Looking at the words on the white paper, he couldn't help but feel happy.
"With this thing in the future, your academy will never be short of books."
"It doesn't matter. I can still sell the printed books in the world, but I need to slow down."
Mu Qing smiled and said, "Selling books is a good thing, as it allows more people to read."
Yang Qian said with a pity look on his face, "What a good thing, I want to cry now, this paper is too expensive."
Mu Qing thought about it and said, "I remember that there was a craftsman in the Liao Kingdom. Legend has it that he made cheap paper. Many people came to ask for paper, but the paper was sallow and rough."
"Later I heard that he has been working hard to improve, trying to bring down the price of paper, and then improve the quality of paper."
Yang Gan moved slightly, "Do you know where this person lives?"
Mu Qing shook his head, "It's useless. One night, I heard that he was overworked from studying paper, causing the house to be lit with candles, and the whole family was burned alive."
Yang Qian didn't say much, with a speechless expression on his face. Thinking about it carefully, it was clear that the corpses were destroyed and traces were destroyed. It must be someone from the Liao Kingdom, a noble family. They could allow such cheap paper to be circulated?
I brought my own textbooks, which are all children's enlightenment reading materials, such as the Three Character Classic, and the outline is the Confucian enlightenment that I have modified.
The beginning is about how to respect and love one's motherland and how to be loyal to one's nation. Simply put, it is ideological education. Patriotism should start from childhood.
There are also some brief introductions or short stories of those people who have made great contributions to the country and nation.
Some of them were written by Yang Qian with reference to this history, and some were written based on short stories from his previous life. This book also requires students to abide by the laws specified by the Xia Kingdom. Finally, the song Qi Yue Wu Yi must be done Everyone can sing, there are two key points to sing every day.
There are also some elementary mathematics books, which are too advanced and of little use to ordinary people. The most important thing is the multiplication formula.
Nowadays, there are more and more caravans on the border. Many caravans are in urgent need of accounting clerks. Even if these little guys cannot be officials in the future, they can still
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If you can't work in these places, you can be a knowledgeable and educated sharecropper.
This is just the first step in cultivating talents. In the future, we will gradually select some people and even find people to study some mechanical knowledge.
After teaching these craftsmen step by step, he let them start printing while he went back.
In a complete ecosystem, the only thing missing is cheap, mass-produced paper, which is a pity.
Back inside the house, Yang Gan specifically told Xiao Yu to ask the spies in the city to pay more attention to people who can make paper. If there are enough manpower, they can not only go to the county town, but also visit everywhere.
Seeing that the matter was over, Yang Qian wandered back home with Mu Qing in his arms. Maybe he was bored and not hungry for the time being, so he came to the martial arts field to play with the two cerebellar axes and the little bear.
Look, how awesome we are. While others are petting cats, I am petting cats too, but I am petting a big cat that can purr.
During this period, Xiao Huzi came almost every day, and Yang Gan also noticed it. According to his request, Xiao Huzi had to take a half-sized cerebellar ax and a bear to exercise every day.
Sometimes, when Yang Gan was exercising, they would pounce on him, but they were too small and would be kicked away every time Yang Gan shook his legs.
It's not that Yang Gan can't play with them, and as time goes by, they have gradually grown claws. The claws of the little brown bear are normal, but the claws of the little tiger are already very sharp, and a piece of meat will be lost accidentally.
Therefore, Yang Gan always wore armor when fighting with wild beasts, for fear that he would accidentally lose a piece of meat.
Even though they have cute tiger heads and tiger brains, if you look at them up close, you will understand what it means to be a natural hunter. Their whole body is covered with fat. Phew, their whole body is covered with weapons.
Animals can sense more things than people, and they don’t know what Yang Gan smells like. Although they are naughty, they don’t dare to be too unrestrained with Yang Gan. Every time they play with Yang Gan, they will deliberately restrain themselves. claws.
As long as a blood mark is accidentally drawn on Yang Gan's body, Yang Gan will definitely beat them up and make them lose their memory.
The sun sets in the west and the moon shadow flows eastward.
Pieces of fire clouds burned in the sky, and a slightly warm wind blew, causing Yang Gan's disheveled hair to flutter.
"I don't know what Zhang Yumeng is doing now?"
"She's really bad at riding."
"Will you encounter bandits? Bah, there are no bandits in Yuntong."
Maybe he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he couldn't even hear the slightest footsteps.
"Are you thinking about Miss Zhang?" Mu Qing's voice suddenly sounded.
Yang Gan turned his head with dull eyes, "How could I miss her? It's too late to hate her."
Mu Qing smiled and said, "Don't deny it. You two are enemies. One obviously wants her very much but says she doesn't want her. The other obviously loves her but says she hates her. Tell me if you are enemies."
Yang Qian looked at Mu Qing. His face did not show the embarrassment after being exposed. On the contrary, he looked more calm. "It's good to have a casual chat with someone in a normal day."
"Then do I also want to learn?"
"Stop it, one person like Zhang Yumeng is enough. He makes me angry every day. If I hadn't been open-minded, he would have been killed long ago. It's best for you to keep your own nature, because I like you in the first place. People, nothing else.”
Mu Qing's beautiful eyes turned, showing a shy look.
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