Cui Yu couldn't ask for it.

Calling the table word, this can only be called by peers or elders who have a good relationship.

Jiang Pengji asked him this, with a hint of intimacy.

If it was a woman next to him, Cui Yu might want to be crooked, but when it came to Jiang Pengji, he would never dare.

Without him - he didn't realize that the other party was a woman, and even subconsciously ignored it.

In the face of Jiang Pengji, there is always an illusion of going up to face the saint.

The majesty of heaven may not be more than that.

Before he knew it, the clothes on his back were already wet with sweat.

"Ming people don't say dark words, you look up to me Liu Xi so much, I naturally can't be stingy. Jiang Pengji accepted Cui's petition without any psychological pressure, and then it was time for Cui's to see her determination, "Can you ever hear the bamboo paper in the river?"

Cui Yu's heart and liver trembled suddenly, his eyes widened in shock, the base of his tongue was numb, and he almost forgot how to speak.

Bamboo paper between the rivers?

How could he not have heard?

Cui's made a fortune in business, although he already has some reputation, but in the end, he is a businessman and is not valued at all.

The more this is the case, the more Choi wants to rise to the next level.

Things like bamboo paper can't be touched by non-dignitaries.

It's not that Cui's don't have the money to buy it, they don't even have the qualifications to place an order.

His heart was full of melancholy, and a bold thought swirled in his heart—

Could it be that Liu Xi wants to give up the profits of bamboo paper?

Even if it's just a piece of the pie, it's enough for Cui's to digest.

However, this idea did not exist for long, and it was forcibly suppressed by Cui Yu.

Judging by the intuition of a businessman, the woman in front of him must not be contemptuous, let alone judged from a secular perspective.

For some people, the more you want to get something from her, the more she won't give it to you.

On the contrary, there may be a windfall.

Cui Yu said, "The bamboo paper in the river is a treasure that celebrities in the world enjoy chasing, and Cui has naturally heard of it." ”

Jiang Pengji said, "My mother has been smart and clever since she was a child, and the bamboo paper was improved and created on the basis of Caihou paper. However, due to the limited materials, it has not been possible to achieve large-scale mass production. My mother used to say that bamboo paper was not unique to the family. It's just that she is afraid that someone will take advantage of the trouble, so she has been hiding the manufacturing skills of bamboo paper, but it is not that she cherishes the broom and refuses to give it to others. ”

Whether Gu Min said these words or not, Cui Yu had no way to verify them, so Jiang Pengji said it casually.

Cui Yu's heart beat so hard that he almost missed a beat.

He swallowed nervously, knowing that he was already about to cheer and sing in his heart, and he still had to maintain his steadiness and reserve on the surface.

The hint of Jiang Pengji's words is already very clear, Cui's performance this time made her satisfied, and allowed Cui's to stain the big cake of bamboo paper!

Jiang Pengji continued, "This is my mother's will, and as her daughter, I naturally want to inherit it. However, as my mother worried at the beginning, the biggest problem in the mass production of bamboo paper is the raw materials. The supply of raw materials is not available, and mass production has become a delusion. ”

Hearing this, Cui Yu's heart sank to the bottom again.

Great joy is followed by great sorrow, which is so exciting.

Without waiting for Cui Yu to speak, Jiang Pengji sighed, "In order to fulfill my mother's will, I personally went to investigate and test, and I really found something that can perfectly replace the raw materials of bamboo paper." Started a few years ago, the papermaking technology is now mature. As long as there are no problems with the raw materials, mass production is no longer difficult. Not to mention that everyone in the world can afford to use paper, at least the average family does not need to continue to use bulky bamboo slips. ”

If Cui Yu's mood can be drawn into a picture, it is probably the appearance of a roller coaster.

Ups and downs can make people have a heart attack.

Jiang Pengji asked someone to bring a stack of cut rice paper, and Cui Yu's eyes were straight.

He used to be humble, but the Cui family had money, and he could always buy some from informal sources at a high price.

As the head of the Cui family, he naturally used bamboo paper.

With the naked eye alone, he knew that the quality of the improved bamboo paper that Jiang Pengji said was no less than that of the top bamboo paper.

If you can really get a piece of the pie, why does Cui's take a step forward?

It's clearly a big step that tears the crotch!

"I don't know yet, I want to rebuild the Golden Scale Pavilion. Although he didn't dare to compare with the Golden Scale Pavilion of the previous dynasty, it was not much worse. I plan to bind all the books in the Golden Scale Pavilion with this kind of paper, and the amount of paper required will be enormous. This matter, if it weren't for my confidants, I wouldn't dare to trust it easily. Jiang Pengji said, "I wonder if Rejuvenate is willing to help me?"

Having said so much, it is far from the attraction of the last sentence to Cui Yu.

He nodded his head like pounding garlic, and immediately replied loudly - yes, yes, yes!

A thousand, a hundred, willing!

However, he has to be reserved.

So Cui Yu forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said reservedly, "I don't dare to ask for it." ”

Jiang Pengji was full of smiles, and the live broadcast audience was stunned for a moment.

[King Sycamore]: What the hell?

[Luochen Night Mo]: Popular translation - I don't dare to ask for it, this is my wish.

[SF Express]: I only care about one thing, the anchor won't hand over the papermaking technology so easily, right?

Jiang Pengji inadvertently saw this barrage and couldn't help laughing in her heart.

How could she do such a stupid thing?

Knowing that Cui Shi is a businessman, how could she show her hole cards at such a time?

She promised to let Cui's get involved in the papermaking process, but she didn't say that it would be handed over to the core technology, just using their manpower.

When rice paper was mass-produced and the price of paper came down from the altar, at that time, she didn't mind handing over the technology to Cui's.

Now?

The rice paper is the carrot she fishes, specifically to lure Cui's greedy donkey, so that it can look at the "radish" to quench its thirst.

Even so, Jiang Pengji's conditions greatly exceeded Cui's expectations, making them grateful to Dade.

Sometimes, if you give too much, people may not remember you well.

Little by little, they will know how precious what they have gotten their hands is.

After half a month, martial law was still under martial law in the city, the heavily guarded troops did not retreat, and the few families under house arrest could not even make a big funeral.

Many of the little scholars who looked at them felt that their butts were too hot, and they couldn't sit still!

At this juncture, two pieces of news bombarded the circle of friends of the Chongzhou Shi clan.

To be precise, the second message should be too heavy.

The first is insignificant by comparison.

First, the Chongzhou Cui family, who was originally despised by them, boarded the big ship of Liu Xi and completely chose to stand on her side.

Cui Shi stood in line or not, they didn't care at all.

In the eyes of many people, they are just trying to become a leper in a first-class family in Chongzhou.

Second, Cui, who chose to stand in line, handed over the petition and obtained the right to sell bamboo paper and rice paper from Liu's hands. What's even more shocking is that after five years of cooperation between the two parties, Cui's can still obtain two kinds of paper production technology from Jiang Pengji!

Knowing the content of the petition handed out by the Cui family, all the scholars beat their chests one after another.

How did this kind of cheap good thing fall on Cui's head?