Chapter 362 Cognitive Problems

Seeing the thing in Heidi's hand, Gawain had already guessed what it was, and his face was full of surprise: "So fast?"

"A Wangdu scholar specializing in grammar heard about the lord's publication of a 'newspaper' and took the initiative to respond to the call. Mr. Nicholas Egg also heard about this, and directly helped to make a metal plate so that the first issue could be published. The sample issue can be released as soon as possible," Hetty said, handing the sample issue in front of Gao Wen with a smile, "Of course, the sample issue can be like this. Waiting for your new press to be built."

Gawain nodded as he took over the newspaper, and couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

After so long of hard work, he finally began to reproduce some familiar things in this world-whether it was chess, billiards, or the newspaper in front of him, although it was indeed created for the development of the territory, it was hard to say which of them was Selfless, watching these familiar things from previous lives appear in this world little by little, his sense of accomplishment is no less than the day he made the first magic engine run.

In this world with strange physical rules, how much can he reproduce that reminds him of his hometown?

The scent of ink prepared with a local recipe with a slight grassy smell drifted into his nostrils, and he gently rubbed the paper in his hand: it felt slightly rough, and the thickness was very thin, which was called "mortar paper". Cheap paper is the product of Ansu's mature papermaking technology. It is much cheaper than the hoarfrost paper used by nobles to write official letters. This cheap paper is used by apprentices.

After the industrialization of the territory developed day by day, Gao Wen replaced the traditional manual process with more efficient industrial chopping machines, pulverizers, mixers and other equipment, so that the cost of this cheap paper dropped sharply, and the quality also improved. The improvement made it a common paper in the territory, and because of its strong curing effect on the ink for engraving, it also became the best carrier for the first issue of Cecil Weekly.

On the header of the newspaper, the large cursive letters are printed with the large characters of "Cecile Weekly", and the year, month, day and the name of the publisher are written in a smaller font next to it - this is Gao Wen specially requested.

Then came the main text of the newspaper, which opened with a large praise of the mountains in the south and the waves of the Baishui River,

Then there is the poetic praise of the cloud and the wind, followed by the analysis of wine and the overview of heraldry... Gawain read it in one breath, and at the end of the newspaper, he saw a little common sense in life: how to use wine to give Steak seasoning.

He put the newspaper down silently, and Hetty was startled with a serious expression. The latter asked cautiously, "Ancestor... Is there something wrong?"

"Have you seen it?" Gawain raised his eyelids and asked Heidi's eyes.

"...I have read it," Heidi nodded slightly. "The content inside is very elegant, and there are no intellectual or grammatical errors."

Gao Wen sighed imperceptibly, really wanting to say "no shit", but considering his image in front of his eldest granddaughter, he forcibly held back this sentence, and turned to shake his head slightly: "It's useless, It doesn't meet my requirements at all."

"Ah?" Heidi didn't expect such an evaluation, and suddenly looked surprised, "Why..."

"Newspapers are for the common people, at least the 'Cecile Weekly' I launched is for the common people," Gawain said before Hetty finished, "Its value lies in whether the common people need it and whether they can understand it. , would you like to see it - sing praises to the mountains and waves, sigh about the clouds and wind, and teach people how to season steak with red wine? Do you think that after this newspaper was printed, the main city of Cecil plus the 60,000-70,000-70,000-70,000-70,000-strong Kant area How many can understand it?"

Heidi was startled for a moment, and immediately realized the problem: "...I seem to understand."

"This kind of research on 'elegant culture' is not without value. One day in the future, when our people will have enough leisure and knowledge to appreciate mountains and rivers, and have enough food to study red wine and steak, These things will naturally have value, but at this stage, in a newspaper that is distributed throughout the territory, we don’t need such things,” Gao Wen threw the sample on the table, “I listed it in the plan. The main sections required by the newspaper, including common sense of life, news inside and outside the territory, etc., but it seems that it is useless to list these sections, I have to explain the content requirements of each section... Well, you Go get the editor of the newspaper, and I'll talk to him face to face."

Heidi immediately took the order: "Okay."

It didn't take long for Hetty to bring a gray-haired man in a bachelor's gray robe.

Gawain raised his eyes and looked at the scholar in the capital who volunteered to edit the newspaper. He saw some nervousness and awe in this old gentleman who seemed to be around fifty years old, but more of it was unique to scholars and in himself. The kind of confidence in your field of expertise. The old gentleman was wearing a gray robe with intricate laces that was the favorite of the scholars of this era, and his gray hair was neatly combed behind his head. But he was still huge—half a head taller than Hetty.

"Salute to you, Lord Lord," the old gentleman bent down in front of Gawain, "your heroic past resounds throughout the kingdom."

"No need to be polite, Mr. Godwin Mr. Orlando," Gawain knew the name of the scholar in the Royal Capital from the editor's signature of the newspaper, and he said bluntly, "Do you know what I'm looking for you for? "

"Ms. Hetty said my 'newspaper' didn't meet your requirements," Godwin said nervously, but replied as calmly as possible. "It's not a grammatical error, it's a content inconsistency."

"What I need is a book that can be read to the common people," Gawain said, pointing to the sample magazine on the table, "here, what I need is a straightforward message describing the price changes of wheat and various vegetables, not an aria. To describe the historical changes of Baishui River, here, I want news of the expansion of the new city, not a discussion of how many varieties of coats of arms of the nobles of the South, and here - people don't know how to take a whole bottle of red wine Interested in seasoning steak, they are more concerned with how to make pancakes, how to harvest wheat, and how to filter out the residue in the ale. Of course, it is not that these things you write are worthless - these things are in many fields Useful, but in this paper, they are not needed for the time being."

Listening to Gawain's description of what a real mass newspaper needs, the expression on Godwin's face gradually became complicated, and at last he had a chance to speak, and he could hardly control his tone: "Lord Lord, if According to your request, how can there be any elegance in these words? These papers with words have completely lost the nobility of knowledge! You want me to use these papers and words, quill and ink, to write How did the peasants pull the sweet wood roots out of the ground?"

"If it's autumn, then you should be writing this," Gawain leaned back in his chair, "and let me remind you, Mr. Godwin, sweetwood can't be pulled straight from the ground—it has to be Dig with a shovel or it will all break in the ground."

The scholar from the royal capital flashed a tinge of red on his face, he struggled for a moment, and then spread his hands: "I'm sorry, Lord Lord, if you want something like this, then you should ask a farmer to write it. , or a handyman servant..."

"Then there must be a grammatical error," Gawain said lightly. "Mr. Godwin, it seems that you are not suitable for this job, and you can leave."

The Royal Capital scholar named Godwin shook his face slightly, and moved his footsteps slightly, then he struggled in this posture for several seconds, and finally bent down in front of Gawain with a complicated and heavy tone: " Sorry to disappoint you, it wasn't my intention."

After Godwin Orlando left the study, Amber's figure gradually emerged in the air behind Gawain.

Gawain didn't look back, but said lightly, "The scholar's information."

"A member of the 'Grammar Society' and 'History Secretary Society' in the Royal Capital, he has made great achievements in the fields of literature, history and heraldry. He is the most famous among this group of scholars in the capital. In order to come to the south, he gave up a future in two academic societies and a well-paid advisory job because of his immense curiosity about Cecil's pioneering leader, and his curiosity about you - as I said earlier, he is a researcher historical."

Gawain thought thoughtfully: "... study my history?"

"It's almost like that," Amber pouted, "everything that happens on this land is considered a 'representation of history' to him, at least he thinks so. He's getting what he wants here, Except for the bad luck in the newspapers."

Gawain's heart moved, and then an idea came to his mind: This historian should really study the current development of Cecil's territory and the words and deeds of "Gawain Cecil" after he opened the coffin, as a reference If the information is used to check the gaps in the history books, then his historical research will be really ruined...

Then he shook his head, tossed the boundless associations out of his mind, and sighed softly: "Such a person is useful, and it is not easy for him to come to the South."

"His situation is not uncommon among this group of scholars who came from the capital," Amber nodded and continued, "Although they have entered various departments and have adapted well in most cases, but from another On the one hand, they are incompatible with the 'new order' in this land. Scholars are a very special group. They are different from craftsmen and craftsmen. They have knowledge, have their own mature and stable logic, and they Often very proud - most scholars also have some knowledge in the supernatural field, or they are relatively low-level supernatural beings, which is also the capital of their pride."

"But these people with knowledge must become Cecil's help." Gawain said lightly.

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