Chapter 71 "Gunman" And the Writer (Please Read On)

The three plate-making craftsmen were eager to show off in front of the king and the crown prince, so they each took a stone slab and tried it very seriously.

All three were printing experts. And stone printing was indeed too convenient and simple. They all succeeded in one test print.

The oldest craftsman looked at the dry ink that had fallen off the stone slab and suggested:

"Your Highness, it might be better if the primer ink was thicker."

Joseph nodded: "I'll have to trouble you to adjust the specific viscosity."

He only had a rough idea of ​​the technical process of stone printing, and the details of the process still had to be improved by these three experts.

The craftsmen immediately discussed:

"We should add some asphalt."

"Yes, we can also try adding resin..."

"Your Highness, there is another question." A middle-aged craftsman suddenly said, "The way stone printing is different from copper plate, such as the strength and angle of the stamping are different, and the previous printing press may not be able to be used directly."

"This..." Joseph was stunned. After all, he was an outsider and didn't think about the printing press.

He looked at the craftsman and asked, "Can you modify the printing press?"

The craftsman shook his head immediately.

Just as Joseph was wondering whether he should go to the workshop that made the printing press, a shy but extremely confident voice came from the side: "Maybe, I can help with this."

Joseph turned his head and saw Louis XVI looking at him with an eager expression.

His eyes lit up immediately. This was the top mechanical craftsman, and his several lock-making "assistants" were famous masters. Wouldn't it be easy for them to modify the operation of the printing press?

He immediately touched his chest and saluted, smiling: "You really saved the lithographic printing technology. I suggest that this new printing press should be named "King's Printing Press"!"

Then, Joseph looked at the busy royal workshop and could not help himself, so he returned to the palace and began to prepare for the content of the publication.

He summoned his secretary and gave him a brief outline, asking him to write a novel based on it.

The secretary took the order and left, and did not hand in the manuscript until dark.

Joseph looked at the manuscript and was speechless - the sentences were indeed smooth and clear, but the characters were portrayed in a dull way and there was no sense of immersion at all.

He sighed. This gentleman's specialty was writing standard documents. It seems that professional writers are needed to write novels.

He had no choice but to instruct Emman to find a few writers as soon as possible.

Emman was very efficient. The next day, just after Joseph finished breakfast, four writers of different ages and appearances appeared in front of him.

Of course, it was mainly because these writers originally lived in the Palace of Versailles.

After the greetings, Emman introduced them to Joseph one by one: "Your Highness, this is the famous writer in Paris, Count Beaumarchais."

Joseph was a little surprised: "Beaumarchais? "The Marriage of Figaro"?

The gray-haired old man wearing thick glasses bowed slightly:

"I didn't expect that Your Highness has also read the play I wrote. I feel very honored."

Joseph was a little amused. He just wanted to find a few gunmen, but Emman directly found a literary giant.

He hurriedly praised the great writer.

Eman then introduced: "This is Viscount Saint-Pierre..."

"This is Barre..."

None of them is ordinary, they are all masters who are now ranked in the French literary world.

Joseph was also numb. Since everyone was here, he would let the literary giants play a guest role.

He looked at the four masters and smiled: "I need someone to help me write the story I conceived into a novel.

"After the novel is published, the royalties will be all yours. I will pay you 2 livres for every 500 words. What do you think?"

No matter what the writers thought, they still had to give face to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, so they all bowed and nodded: "It's an honor to serve His Royal Highness."

But they were all quite curious about how many stories the Crown Prince wanted to write, and he actually found four people.

Joseph didn't waste time. He went to the study with a few people. He sorted out the most exciting articles he read in his previous life, selected a few, and then began to assign tasks.

"Viscount Saint-Pierre, you are going to write about a man named..."

Joseph almost said the familiar name, but immediately thought of the taste that should suit the French public, so he changed it: "The story of the growth of a boy named Hunter Shaw."

Saint-Pierre recorded it with some interest, and didn't think that the thirteen-year-old Crown Prince could come up with any exciting stories.

Joseph continued: "Hunter Xiao was born into a family of alchemists.

"He was born with a superb alchemy talent, far surpassing his peers in the family.

"However, when he was 12 years old, he accidentally wore a ring, and then everything changed.

"His alchemy ability continued to decline. Three years later, he was barely rated as "Alchemy Level 3" in the alchemy test. People in the family also began to ridicule and discriminate against him. "

Saint Pierre subconsciously said: "It's so unfortunate. What's the problem with the ring?"

"We'll talk about this later." Joseph kept it a secret and continued, "What Hunter Xiao couldn't accept the most was that his fiancée, a talented girl from the Alchemy Knights, Elizabeth, came to his house one day and proposed to break off the engagement with him in front of all his clansmen.

“Because she felt that his talent was too poor and he was not worthy of her at all.

"Hunter Xiao suffered great insult and argued hard. In order to avoid breaking off the engagement and affecting her family's reputation, Elizabeth proposed to compete with Hunter Xiao in alchemy three years later. If he lost, the engagement would be annulled. .

"Hunter Xiao bravely accepted the challenge and spoke words as hard as steel, 'Thirty years east of the Seine, thirty years west of the Seine! Don't bully a young man because of his poverty!'

"After the farce of breaking off the engagement ended, Hunter Xiao suddenly discovered the secret of his ring..."

St. Pierre was already attracted by this story and asked anxiously: "Your Highness, what happened next?"

Joseph smiled slightly: "Write these contents first, and I will tell you the plot behind it."

St. Pierre nodded helplessly and praised: "Your Highness, this is really a wonderful story! I will try my best to write a text worthy of it. Oh, by the way, what is the name of this novel?"

Joseph pondered for a moment and said, "Let's call it "Refining the Sky"."

Viscount Barre, who was on the side, waited for St. Pierre to leave, and immediately came over, hoping that he could also hear a wonderful story.

Joseph said directly: “What you are going to write is a story about a woman.

"Her name is Cress. One morning, she woke up feeling a headache. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the desk. There was a sentence written on the notebook open beside her, 'Everyone will die, including me. '..."

Thank you, boss: Zeriah_ for your generous reward to Joseph. I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you only on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness says you are a sincere and classy gentleman and his best friend.