Chapter 125: Wipe your ass

"Hehe, can you only compare white paper with silk silk? Why don't you compare white paper with bamboo slips? Usually when we write, we use bamboo slips more than silk silk, right? In addition to important documents, there are also paintings and maps. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 infoWho has to use silk silk, except for the royal family, probably rarely used. Isn't there so much money that there's nowhere to burn?"

Qian Rujun continued to fire at the prince Liu Wu. She didn't mean to bully Liu Wucai for saying this. She took out the blank paper because she thought that there was no more suitable promotion of the white paper than the royal family.

The promotion of blank paper is good for the popularization of knowledge. With knowledge, people have a way to understand the world more broadly. If they are not persecuted by the imperial examinations, the intellectuals are more open-minded. There should be a chance to stir up more sparks.

And a literate general can better understand the strategy of leading troops, instead of going on a rampage and confronting others.

Although the sons of the Han family are still relatively honest, Qian Rujun is only a son of the Han family with tens of millions of people, and he will not be born if he can sacrifice him. As for the population explosion?

Qian Rujun believes that people who are poor will have more children. When people are wealthy, they will find that having more children hinders their quality of life.

It is easy for a person to change his or her living habits, but if a group of people wants them to change, there will be a lot of backlash, and it is even possible to turn the blank paper into a cult. Unless it can be from the top down, it can be spring and rain. The bottom-up behavior will be somewhat full of ups and downs and bloody explosiveness.

Qian Rujun wanted to push the blank paper and cotton, but she didn't want to get into trouble. Or, she wants to throw the trouble out of the way, and she just gets a little profit herself.

The prince Liu Wu did not answer Qian Rujun's question immediately. He could hear that Qian Rujun had something to say, but for a while, his thinking was blocked and he couldn't remember.

But Qian Rujun just didn't remind her, but exchanged massage experiences with Ti Ying.

For example, Qian Rujun felt that Ti Ying could use some essential oils as an aid when massaging, after all, the ointment of pure Chinese medicine was too ugly, too dark and too terrible.

Ti Ying thinks that the effect is more important than the beauty, etc., and the two little girls argue.

At this time, the prince Liu Wu finally figured out the key point, and turned around and wanted to talk to Qian Rujun, but seeing that the two little ladies were arguing fiercely, he couldn't help but say: "What do you have to be noisy, what the person being massaged likes, just do it! ā€

The two turned their heads to look at Liu Wu, and Ti Ying blushed and said, "The prince is right, the people's daughter has been taught." ā€

Ti Ying didn't dare to look at the eyes of the prince Liu Wu, for an introverted girl, it is not so easy to forget when she is seen. Whether she wants to or not, but the scene of being embarrassed will always come back to her mind to remind her of what has happened.

If it weren't for the education that was pure and open-minded, Ti Ying might have jumped into a circle that she couldn't get out of.

Qian Rujun reminded himself that he must be careful in the future, at least take a bath in a place where the door can be locked.

But although there are many doors in the palace, none of them have locks, maybe only the main door that does not close has a lock!

The palace maid can't be trusted! Qian Rujun deeply realized.

Qian Rujun said: "The people's daughters are taught, and the prince is reasonable. ā€

The intonation is audible, and it is clearly an unteachable tone.

The prince Liu Wu didn't care about massage, essential oils, and black medicine now, he was more concerned about making writing easier, and even the cost of painting could be greatly reduced, and it would be better to ink.

Although Liu Wu's paintings are immature, they are already a little charming, and it is time to indulge in them. But the fabrics in the palace were all woven by the queen with the palace maids, and the quantity was limited, but his father did not let him buy the fabrics outside the palace, so anxious that Liu Wu wanted to scratch his father's head. Now that he has a blank slate, it can almost be said that his problem has been solved, and it is better to solve the problem.

It's just that he can't estimate the cost of blank paper. However, it is estimated that the cost of things that have not appeared before will not be cheap. But Qian Rujun's hint seems to be in terms of price: "Is the cost of white paper not high, even if you sell it cheaply, you can make money?"

When Liu Wu asked, the hand holding the paper trembled slightly, he once discussed with Liu Qi that if the cost of paper is cheap, then not to mention how much money can be made and how expensive it will be sold. Paper will replace bamboo slips as the main writing work.

In the past, bamboo slips were often calculated in terms of the weight of a truckload, but the paper is light and thin, and if you can read a car of books, it will probably take decades.

Moreover, with paper, writing does not need to be so streamlined, and if you can use expressions that are closer to the spoken language as much as possible, then there will be many more people who can read and understand words.

"I've used paper to wipe my buttocks, where do you think paper will be expensive?" Qian Rujun's native papermaking technique, even if it is produced using space ideas, will still produce a lot of waste paper, it just so happens that Qian Rujun has been longing for toilet paper for a long time, so he will use it to wipe his ass. Although the paper is harder, it is better than sharing the toilet with others.

The toilet in the palace should not have a trash can to hold toilet paper. Fortunately, Qian Rujun's paper-making method is pure and natural, and it can be decomposed in the pit. Anyway, at this time, the gold of the toilet did not become fertilizer. Instead, bury it.

Hearing that Qian Rujun took the white paper he regarded as a treasure to wipe the toilet, the prince Liu Wu trembled with anger, and even the finger pointing at Qian Rujun was so angry that he couldn't stop shaking.

When Qian Rujun saw it, he knew that she had played with it, so he hurriedly tried to cool down: "After all, it is a bad paper used in experiments, and it is a waste to throw it away, and it is much better to use it than a toilet." I also want to recommend it to the emperor and Empress Dou!"

Liu Wu's shaking really slowed down, but he still looked angry, and it could be seen that he regarded paper as a sacred thing.

Qian Rujun suddenly thought of the ancient Jingzi Pavilion, in ancient times, paper and characters were still relatively precious. Unlike future generations, a pack of drawing paper costs the money of a meal. It's not the same concept at all.

In the era when there was no way to mechanize production, papermaking was still more labor-intensive. If you want to make toilet paper, there is still a lot of difficulty.

Qian Rujun knew that if she was asked to change all the paper production instructions, the amount of points needed would probably be greater than letting her sleep in the space. It's better to take it out and let the smart people of the big man worry about it, and there is no need to make too good paper, it would be good if she had paper to use.

Manufactured in space, her output simply can't be raised. Sending things in from outside the space will consume her spirit. It will make her tired quickly, and the gains outweigh the losses.

Seeing Liu Wu so angry, Qian Rujun felt that something might happen next, so he had to give him a little sweetness: "I took out the trial paper to see if the crown prince and the prince were willing to invest in papermaking." I don't have the energy to continue researching. Paper should come in many forms, not just writing. Think about it, if you can make a relatively hard paper, can't you use it for packaging?"

"Packaging?" Liu Wu felt that he had never heard the term. (To be continued.) )