Chapter 4 Papermaking
That night.
Zhao Lang was looking at the bamboo slips in front of him with a big face.
This is the information sent by Uncle Fu, but he can't read it at all.
At this time there was a knock on the door, and at the same time there was a soft voice,
"My lord, Xiao Jiu has come in."
When Zhao Lang looked up, he saw a girl with an oval face and delicate features, who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, walked in.
There was a basin of hot water in his hand.
"My lord, Xiao Jiu washes up for you."
Zhao Lang knew that this was his personal maid.
Watching the girl skillfully wet the towel and wring it dry, she was about to wipe his face.
As a good-natured young man, how could Zhao Lang endure this kind of feudal dross? !
So said,
"Xiao Jiu, you put it there, I will do it myself."
Xiao Jiu looked at Zhao Lang and said timidly,
"My lord, is there something wrong with Xiao Jiu? Please punish me, my lord."
Seeing the girl's frightened look, Zhao Lang could only say that the rules in this family are really strict.
"It's okay, come on."
Zhao Lang didn't want to embarrass a little maid.
And he is still very confident in himself, it is absolutely impossible to be corrupted by feudal dross like this!
He can definitely stand the test!
At this time, Xiao Jiu had already come to the side with a towel,
"My lord, Xiao Jiu will wipe your face for you."
Zhao Lang only felt a pair of slender hands with a damp towel on them.
Move slowly over the face.
At the same time, there was a faint fragrance of a girl from around him.
For the first time, Zhao Lang felt that even washing his face can be so comfortable!
"What an evil feudal society!"
Zhao Lang sighed.
In this way, he strengthened his mind even more.
This kind of evil life, how can it be enough to test it for only three years?
It must be tested for several years.
rebel! Must rebel!
But Zhao Lang quickly remembered something and asked,
"By the way, where did Xiao Qi go?"
Zhao Lang remembered that he himself had two maids, one Xiao Jiu and the other Xiao Qi.
Hearing this, Xiao Jiu was shocked, his eyes turned red quickly, and he knelt down on the ground, crying and saying,
"My lord, please let Xiao Qi go, she didn't make you fall on purpose."
"Uncle Fu locked Xiaoqi in the cellar, and Xiaoqi won't survive for a few days."
Zhao Lang was slightly taken aback, recalling some vague memories.
When his original owner fell, it was Xiao Qi who took care of him.
That's why he was punished by Forbe.
But to a certain extent, Xiao Qi is his benefactor instead.
Just as Zhao Lang was about to say something, suddenly the system sounded again,
"One: choose to punish Xiaoqi, and reward the complete block script."
"Second, choose to let Xiaoqi go, and reward papermaking skills."
Zhao Lang actually wanted both of these options.
Now that the state of Qin is using bamboo slips and compiled texts, it is as difficult as heaven for ordinary people to receive education.
If paper and block letters are available, the speed of popularization will be greatly improved.
If he had to choose one of the two, Zhao Lang would choose the second one out of emotion and reason.
Although block letters are important, their popularity cannot be achieved overnight.
Papermaking, on the other hand, can quickly improve the efficiency of book popularization and increase income.
Of course there is also a more private reason.
That is, he really didn't want to poke his delicate butt with a small bamboo piece.
Zhao Lang quickly said,
"Xiao Jiu, don't worry, I'll go tell Uncle Fu to release Xiao Qi."
Xiao Jiu froze for a moment, then cried and laughed and said,
"Thank you son! Thank you son!"
Zhao Lang stood up,
Help Xiao Jiu up from the ground,
"Don't cry, it's not beautiful to cry anymore."
After comforting Xiao Jiu, Zhao Lang walked out of the room and asked someone to call Fu Bo over.
"Young master, you call me."
Fu Bo asked suspiciously, it was already dark now.
"Uncle Fu, I want Xiao Qi to come back and serve me."
Zhao Lang said it directly.
Forbe frowned,
"My lord, Xiaoqi is not good at taking care of her. I have already locked her in the cellar as a punishment."
"Is Xiaojiu begging you for mercy? I'll go and reprimand her right away."
"As a slave, how dare you make a request to you, my lord!"
Zhao Lang waited for him to finish speaking, then showed a smile, and continued,
"Uncle Fu, I want Xiao Qi to come back."
Uncle Fu wanted to say something else, but looking at Zhao Lang's appearance, for some reason, the figure of the Patriarch emerged in his heart.
My heart trembled, and I went back,
"Yes, my son."
Only then did Zhao Lang nodded in satisfaction, and said,
"By the way, Uncle Fu, after sending Xiaoqi here, call the craftsmen from the village, I have something to order."
This time Fuber didn't raise any questions, and said directly,
"Yes, my son."
Then I went to work.
Not long after, Fu Bo brought a pale but outstanding girl and several craftsmen over.
"Xiao Jiu, go and take Xiao Qi to have a good rest."
Zhao Lang ordered.
Xiaoqi was locked in the cellar, which was equivalent to confinement, which caused great damage to the spirit.
After Xiao Jiu took Xiao Qi away, Zhao Lang taught the craftsmen the papermaking technique he had just obtained from the system.
After listening, the craftsmen looked at each other,
"Young master, I have never heard of the paper you mentioned and your method."
Zhao Lang said with a smile,
"It doesn't matter, you do it according to the method I said, that is, as soon as the morning dawns, you will make some first, and the ones that are as big as your palm will do."
Let's pass the fart first.
What the system gave him is a relatively complete papermaking technique, which can use bamboo, sandalwood bark, wheat straw, rice straw, etc. as papermaking raw materials.
The process is also relatively simple and does not require high technical means.
"Yes, my son."
Facing Zhao Lang's insistence, the craftsmen could only comply.
"Forbe, what I just taught, don't let it out."
Zhao Lang gave Uncle Fu some advice.
Faber returns,
"Don't worry, son, I will take care of it."
Zhao Lang nodded, he was assured of Fu Bo's loyalty.
"Well, Uncle Fu, thank you for your hard work."
Nothing to say all night.
The next day, after three poles in the sun, Zhao Lang got up slowly. Naturally, it was Xiao Qi and Xiao Jiu who washed Zhao Lang.
This time Zhao Lang didn't refuse, and asked the two of them to help him dress and wash.
"Corrupt, rotten."
Zhao Lang sighed again.
Looking at the two little maids who were at least eight-point goddesses in their previous lives.
Zhao Lang said it was a lie that he didn't think carefully.
Moreover, the personal maids of rich families will basically be taken into the house when they grow up.
Zhao Lang was thinking about how to communicate with the two of them.
At this moment a servant came and said,
"Young master, the Patriarch is back."
"My dad is back?"
Zhao Lang showed a smile.
If the papermaking technology in his hand wants to turn into real funds, he still has to sell it.
Just to discuss with his cheap father, after all, his father is a real businessman.
Immediately stood up and said,
"Go, go and greet me."
After speaking, he walked towards Zhuangzi's door.
At this time, Zhuangzi's door.
Qin Shihuang, who was wearing ordinary clothes, was at the door with Zhao Gao and Li Si.
"There are some things that I didn't say well before, but no matter what you hear later, don't make a fuss."
Qin Shihuang ordered with a bit of embarrassment.
Li Si smiled and said,
"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have traveled all over the world when I was studying, so I will definitely not make a fuss."
Zhao Gao at the side also echoed.
"Um?"
"That's right, that's Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao."
Only then did Qin Shihuang nodded, and led the two of them to walk inside, and soon met Zhao Lang who was oncoming.
"Which family's young talent is this?"
Li Si laughed when he saw Zhao Lang.
Zhao Gao also laughed along with him.
Before he finished speaking, he heard Zhao Lang shout,
"Father, you are back!"
"came back."
Qin Shihuang responded.
Behind him, the smiles on the faces of Li Si and Zhao Gao froze almost instantly.