"Rong Luhou killed a few Yelang merchants."

"A friend of mine is from the government, and I heard that Rong Luhou killed all the Yelang envoys."

"Have you heard, the envoys from Baiyue have all been killed by Rong Luhou."

In recent days, under the spread of well-intentioned people, this kind of unfavorable news for Li Chen has become more and more powerful, and the relationship between the envoys of various countries and Great Qin has become more and more stiff.

Xianyang City, Afang Palace

"Your Majesty, this is the letter of the Yelang Messenger." Zhao Gao handed the bamboo slip in his hand to the First Emperor and said softly.

"Bang."

"Thunderbolt."

"A small country, what does a dead person count two people in. Tell them that if they feel uncomfortable, they can roll. Tell the people of Yoro what I said, and there is no need to hide it. The First Emperor didn't look at it, and threw the bamboo slips into the brazier.

"Your Majesty, it's not good to say that, in case this group of barbarians makes trouble." Zhao Gao asked tentatively.

"A group of savages, if you don't obey me, a random division of Daqin will be able to wipe out the clan." The First Emperor said dismissively.

This barbarian, he is like a spring, if you are weak, he will be strong, but if you are tough, he will not dare to speak.

Since the words of the First Emperor came out of the palace, the tribes of these hundred countries have been more honest than the other, for fear that one of them will accidentally anger the First Emperor and be slaughtered and exterminated.

Whether the city is stormy or calm has little to do with Li Chen, who is studying papermaking in Lijiazhuang's workshop at this time.

In fact, it should not be difficult to make that kind of original paper. After all, even Cai Lun in the Eastern Han Dynasty could invent papermaking, not to mention that Li Chen had a huge amount of knowledge in his previous life. It stands to reason that papermaking should not be very difficult, but he just can't.

Li Chen now uses the Cai Lun papermaking technique that should have appeared in the Eastern Han Dynasty, using tree bark, hemp and cloth. Fishing nets are thought to be paper. First, it is pounded into pulp, the film is taken and the water is removed, and then it is dried, and it is made into paper.

"No, it's not right there." Li Chen looked at the pots full of paste in front of him and muttered in his heart.

The paste has been adjusted many times and tried in various proportions. But this paste can't be made into paper after drying, and it is extremely fragile after drying, not to mention, and it will rot when touched.

"Brother, do you remember how to make wine?" Rokuko asked, sticking his head out beside him.

"You mean, strain with gauze?" Li Chen asked.

"Cook first and then strain, so that the paste will be finer, and the paper will not be too rough."

"But the pulp is too viscous to be filtered out with gauze. You wait here and don't move, I'll weave a bamboo net. Liuzi looked at the paste in the basin and said.

People know that success is 1 percent talent plus 99 percent effort, but they don't know that 1 percent talent is also better than 99 percent effort.

After a while, the six sons came over with a scorn mat, which was framed with bamboo strips and densely woven with reeds and grass to form a fishing net. This mesh is neither dense nor sparse, and it looks very comfortable.

After a few days of watching, Liuzi has already memorized Li Chen's paper-making steps, compared to Li Chen's brutal experiment with a black eye, Liuzi seems to have practiced countless times in his heart.

Perhaps, this is the talent of the craftsman.

Under the command of the sixth son, the two sturdy farmers first poured out all the paste in the wooden basin. These pots of wooden oars are already in a mess under the nonsense of Li Chen and Fusu.

Liuzi carefully selected materials such as tree bark, hemp rope, and rotten fishing nets. Carefully find out the impurities inside. These ingredients are easy to find and inexpensive. The paper produced has a high yield, low cost, and easy popularization, and if such paper can be invented hundreds of years in advance, it will be a great achievement.

Liuzi first separated the raw materials and put them in a wooden basin with a wooden pestle and hammered them vigorously.

The wooden pestle hit the wooden basin fiercely, accompanied by the sound of "bang" and "bang", and occasionally the "poof" sound of fishing nets and hemp ropes being pounded into pulp. Soon, the tubs and pestles were covered with yellowish wood pulp. Maybe it's because of the broken fishing nets, the yellow paste has a fishy smell.

When the raw materials in the entire wooden basin turned into pulp, Rokuko's hand holding the wooden pestle was already a little sore. He grabbed a handful of plant ashes, sprinkled it into the tub and hammered it gently.

The purpose of adding grass and wood ash is to see the degumming, which is also the joint step that Li Chen has forgotten.

Without the paste of the degumming step, there will be a lot of fibers, very large, even if it can occasionally be coagulated into paper, its surface is extremely unsmooth, which is not conducive to writing.

After this first step is done with the paddle pounding and degumming, the next step is cooking and filtration.

"Pour the pulp into the pot and bring to a boil with water." The sixth son commanded the farmer beside him.

The pulp is added with water, after which the water is completely boiled. This kills the eggs in the bark and removes the fishy smell from the nets. Second, the pulp will turn from yellow to white through steaming, and the plant fibers can also be boiled, making the paper surface smoother.

After the cooking is completed, the pulp is first strained with a mat to filter out the uncooked plant fibers. When Li Chen and Fusu saw this white pulp, they knew in their hearts that this paper was about to be completed.

The pulp is spread flat on the bamboo mat, and the bamboo mat of this special paper is not large, about the size of A4 paper in later generations. The pulp fell on the bamboo mat, and the excess water fell down in a sparse manner, leaving a layer of white pulp on the bamboo mat.

There is a wooden frame prepared in advance next to it, and Liuzi places the bamboo mat containing the pulp on the compartment of the wooden frame to dry.

"There should be no problem." After the sixth son used up all the pot of pulp, he rubbed his hands and said. The entire pot of wooden paddles was only made of one hundred and twenty blank sheets of paper.

The three of them were like staring at their own children, just like this, watching the pulp solidify little by little.

Sure enough, professional things still have to be done by professional people. Ingenuity is indispensable, and without the talent to become a craftsman, there is no way to make paper.

Three days later, Xianyang City, Lijiazhuang

"Paper, paper is dry." As the great hero of this papermaking, the sixth son personally uncovered the first chapter of Daqin's paper.

The birth of this first piece of paper means that from today onwards, bamboo slips and silk silk will be eliminated.

The First Emperor does not have to review a whole cart of twists and turns every day, and does not need to pick up the bamboo slips like a mountain every day, and the First Emperor will say goodbye to frozen shoulder.

Under Li Chen's guidance, Liuzi carefully bound the one hundred and twenty pages of blank paper into a book. Before nailing, he carefully washed his hands five or six times, for fear of staining the white paper.

"Fusu, sixth son, let's go see Your Majesty." Li Chen said, and the three of them looked in the direction of Afang Palace.