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Even though Cheng Cheng had been prepared, he was still frightened by Jiang Pengji's efficiency.

"Uncle Cheng, my nephew came to visit this time, and I cheekily asked my uncle to do my nephew a favor. ”

Jiang Pengji went straight to the point, omitting complicated greetings and greetings, and went straight to the point with a hello.

Cheng Cheng hasn't seen Jiang Pengji for many years, but he has always paid attention to her news, and his basic impression of her is very high.

If someone else asked like this, he would probably frown secretly, Jiang Pengji said this, but he asked patiently.

"The virtuous nephew said bluntly, if he can help, he will naturally not refuse. ”

Cheng Cheng sent his wife and children out early in the morning, and now there are only him and Jiang Pengji who came to visit in the hall.

Jiang Pengji moved the dark sunspot on her side in front of her, and then pushed it in front of Cheng Cheng, signaling the other party to open it.

Cheng Cheng wondered in his heart, but still did it.

The audience in the live broadcast room thought that Jiang Pengji had prepared some killer features, and waited excitedly for Cheng Cheng to reach out and open the box one by one.

When Cheng Cheng unlocked the lock with his slightly thin hands with thick calloused knuckles and opened the box, the audience in the live broadcast room was disappointed.

What...... I thought there was some treasure in the box, but it turned out to be a thick piece of paper, and the color was white.

Cheng Cheng was also strange, looking up at Jiang Pengji, he saw a peaceful smile on the corner of the young man's lips, which made his eyebrows frown.

When he picked up the knife paper, the touch of his hand made Cheng Cheng discover the clue.

"It's not bamboo paper. ”

He used the tone of the statement.

In order to get rid of Cheng Cheng's tens of thousands of books, Jiang Pengji privately supplied a large number of bamboo paper, and the paper was good.

Cheng Cheng loves books like life, most of these years have been wasted on copying books, he has been dealing with bamboo paper for several years, how can he not see the difference between the two? Even if they are not much different in color, but the touch after starting is very different, and you can know the difference when you touch it.

Jiang Pengji said, "It's really not bamboo paper, this kind of paper, Uncle Cheng can call it 'rice paper'." ”

Cheng Cheng repeated suspiciously, "Xuan paper?

"It's not new, it's been built for years, but it hasn't been released to the public. ”

No wonder...... Cheng Cheng nodded while listening, and for a while, he sharpened the ink and wrote a few words on the "rice paper".

Seeing that he is fluent in writing and his handwriting is vigorous and powerful, many viewers have become his fans in minutes.

Jiang Pengji asked Cheng Cheng with a smile, "What does Uncle Cheng think of the quality of this 'rice paper'?"

Cheng Cheng put the pen away, looked at the words on the "rice paper", stroked his beard quite satisfied, and said with a smile, "Tough and moist, light but not slippery, and extremely strong ink, it is indeed the best paper." The surface is dense and white, and the texture is clean and neat, which is really the best product. ”

When he started writing just now, Cheng Cheng found that the rice paper was very easy to dissolve, and if he hesitated a little to move the pen, the paper could form a grinding ball.

The words written are moist and plump, and when he moves the pen, it seems to be flowing water, which makes him love it.

Not only that, the thickness of the rice paper is very uniform, there are no impurities, he sipped it with his fingers, and it seems that it can be kneaded.

Cheng Cheng stroked his beard and said, "The papermaking workshop of the virtuous nephew, but you want to sell these 'rice papers'?"

Jiang Pengji smiled but said nothing, she motioned for Cheng Cheng to open the folded rice paper, there was still a mystery in it.

Cheng Cheng was surprised, with the stubble just now, he was full of expectations for the next surprise.

The freshly made rice paper paper is very large, with 100 sheets of paper in one knife, which can be cut as needed.

The black sink box where the rice paper was placed before was not large, and this knife rice paper naturally had to be folded into long strips.

Cheng Cheng unfolded it and found that there were several pieces of paper covered with ink written in it.

The words on the paper are dancing with dragons and phoenixes, strong and powerful, and faintly revealing an arrogant and domineering spirit.

Cheng Cheng said, "The virtuous nephew has improved again. ”

This handwriting is much better than in the past.

Cheng Cheng looked at the content on the paper and found that this was an "article" with no content and disorganized, it felt like putting all kinds of messy words together, and he couldn't see the content at all.

He was puzzled, and went to look at the second one, which was still garbled.

The third one is still garbled.

The fourth, I still don't know the so-called garbled characters......

Cheng Cheng blinked suspiciously, he didn't understand what Jiang Pengji was doing when she showed this to herself, commenting on her words?

After flipping through more than a dozen in a row, Cheng Cheng's mind flashed with inspiration, and he finally found that something was wrong.

He quickly spread out a dozen pieces of paper, placed them on the table, and then folded the papers, one on top of the other, revealing only the first column. Looking at them together, he found that the characters were exactly the same in size, shape, and stroke thickness!

No matter how good a calligrapher is, it is impossible for someone to write a dozen characters that can be completely overlapped and not bad.

"Virtuous nephew, this is from the seal?"

Cheng Cheng quickly figured out the key.

Only when the seal is stamped can the handwriting be 100% consistent.

Jiang Pengji smiled, "The principle is the same, but that thing shouldn't be a seal." ”

Even though Cheng Cheng has seen a lot, he can't figure out what Jiang Pengji is planning now.

He smiled bitterly and begged for mercy, "Don't sell the good nephew, so you can leave some thin noodles for the old man." ”

Jiang Pengji took out a few wooden seals from the dark grid of the box, and engraved a few words with yang carving on them, and it was the first few words of those few pieces of paper.

She said, "Uncle Cheng has already seen the rice paper, and then look at these wooden seals, what do you think?"

Cheng Cheng took the wooden seals and found that they were the same size and shape, side by side, perfectly satisfying OCD.

He is not a fool, Jiang Pengji reminded him so obviously, he had a vague idea in his heart.

That's right...... Why didn't he think of it?

If you use such a wooden seal to arrange the content you want and print it on it, isn't it an article?

Sure enough, she said, "A few years ago, my little nephew was ignorant, and he used bamboo paper to deceive his uncle's tens of thousands of books, and he also made my uncle work hard to copy them. I don't know how much energy and time it will take, and after being scolded and taught by my father, the little nephew feels deeply guilty. After deep reflection, the little nephew suddenly thought of this method. If you ask a carpenter to carve out a commonly used character as a wooden seal, wouldn't it be more convenient and faster to print any book you want to print on a daily basis, and you can print a copy in a few moments, than to copy it manually?"

Cheng Cheng felt his heart beating wildly, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even hold the things in his hand steadily, and fell to the ground with a clatter.

Jiang Pengji seems to be gentle, but in fact she is a little aggressive, "Uncle Cheng collected tens of thousands of books, didn't he just hope that they could be widely circulated and let future generations appreciate the civilization and glory of his predecessors? The little nephew remembers clearly, and this is also what Uncle Cheng has always regretted. If everyone has a book, even if there is an irresistible disaster, it will always be passed on to future generations. Uncle Cheng thinks the little nephew's words are reasonable?"