Chapter 58 is not good, nor is it bad

The pine forest was quiet, and the afternoon sun leaked through the treetops and fell on the body warmly.

The heat of the hot springs is still drifting in, and staying in the plank area where the paper is dried, you can't feel much chill even if you don't wear a coat.

Cao Xiang's roar just now startled away a few crows watching them, and they protested to Cao Xiang with a scream that was much louder than Cao Xiang's roar.

Sima Qian's mouth opened a few times, but finally closed gloomily.

How wrong it is to incite a person to sacrifice his life for righteousness.

Perhaps because it was too warm, Yun Lang yawned a lot, and looked at the two fools fighting there with teary eyes.

Yun Lang didn't want to turn papermaking into a cash cow for Xungui or the emperor, although the secret recipe was stolen by him and belonged to the entire Han nation, but in any case, he never thought of putting his whole family into it for a noble goal.

Sima Qian was just because he was too admitted, so he made the rest of his life miserable.

But when this kind of person is put into the body of the Han nation, it is the backbone, and when he is put into the history books of the Han nation, it is a clanging tendon.

His request sounded very unreasonable, but if he had invented paper, this guy would have known the secret recipe all over the world.

And then...... Then this guy thought that he had done something that was enough to move himself and history, and then on a cold winter day, he strode on the execution ground with his head held high, and used his own blood and his own life to nail the emperor who ordered him to be executed on the pillar of shame in history.

He forgot that papermaking, although simple, is still a complete process, not something that can be done by one or two people.

The reason why a few martial artists completed the papermaking process in half a day today is that before they made paper, Yunlang spent two months to prepare, and if the time for preparing the raw materials for making paper is also counted, the time will be advanced by more than two years.

The cost of this period was unimaginable to Sima Qian, a poor literati.

The biggest reason why the poor can't afford to read is because they are poor, and the poor can't even afford to read, so how can they build a paper mill that costs more?

Compared with the common people, bamboo slips and wooden slips are easier to obtain, and the emperors and nobles feel that those things are very heavy, while the poor people do not dislike them, they will not think that bamboo slips and wooden slips will cause any obstacles to their learning.

The problem is that the poor cannot afford to read, let alone use paper...... Even Guan Neihou like Huo Quzhi felt that the paper was incomparably precious when he saw it, wouldn't it cost them their lives to let those poor people write on expensive paper?

In a short period of time, perhaps for a long time, paper cannot completely replace bamboo slips and wooden slips.

So, who are the users of paper?

There is no doubt that it is the emperor, the noble, the official, the wealthy scholar, and definitely not the common people.

In this case, after Yun Lang spreads the secret recipe, will he definitely make the paper cheaper?

Not necessarily!

Who is the person who needs paper the most?

It is the emperor Liu Che who has to see hundreds of catties of bamboo slips every day, the prime minister Gongsun Hong who has to write a lot of words every day, and Dong Zhongshu who urgently needs to make writing simple and easy!

Since these are the customers of paper, how much does paper have to do with the poor, even if it is expensive?

If the paper was written full of words and then bound into a book, it would spread much faster than the bamboo slips and wooden slips.

Just as Sima Qian said just now, he can carry a book of 200,000 words on his back and walk thousands of miles without feeling tired.

If he were to carry a bamboo slip full of 200,000 words on his back and walk thousands of miles on a wooden slip, it would be a huge project.

Therefore, in the early days, when there were not many scholars in the world, paper was more important to the emperor and the imperial court.

If we really want the price of paper to come down, we need to carry out large-scale production on the basis of fine cooperation.

Only when the demand for paper completely exceeds the supply, then is the time when small paper workshops are everywhere.

Cao Xiang and Sima Qian quarreled very fiercely, and when the two were tired of quarrelling, they remembered that Yun Lang, the real party, had come, and when they looked back, they found that Yun Lang was sleeping comfortably on the table wrapped in a coat, and saliva was flowing.

Woken up by Cao Xiang, Yun Lang opened his eyes blankly, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Finished arguing?" ”

"Are you sleeping?" Sima Qian thought it was incredible.

"I'm very tired from working in the morning, and when I saw that you two didn't want to ignore me, I took the opportunity to take a nap, what's the matter, the result of the quarrel?"

Cao Xiang hurriedly said: "You can't do things that are out of line." ”

Sima Qian said angrily: "I'll do what you don't dare to do." ”

Yun Lang smiled and said to Cao Xiang, "Of course we can't do anything out of line. “

Looking back, he saw that Sima Qian's face was full of disappointment, and he said, "Of course, you will do the outrageous things." ”

"How?"

Sima Qian was eager to try, and Cao Xiang had a worried face.

"Yun's paper workshop takes out one percent of the output every month and hands it over to Sima to sell, I just want to recover the cost, as for the remaining ninety percent of the output, it is naturally to be handed over to His Majesty to dispose of, I only add thirty percent of the profit on the basis of the cost.

After the Yun family recovers all the investment, they will sell the papermaking workshop to His Majesty or Gillian at one time, and we will build a small one for the production of paper for our own use, including gifts for relatives and friends. ”

Sima Qian was very disappointed, but there was no better way, so he didn't bother to say anything, so he left with the thickest stack of papers.

Cao Xiang jumped on the table and sat side by side with Yun Lang, looked at Sima Qian's departing back and said: "This is very good, we do small goodness, and let people like Sima do great goodness, in the end, we have more concerns than him." ”

Yun Lang looked at Cao Xiang and said with a smile: "It's not that we have more concerns than him, but that we only have themselves in our hearts, and there are very few families and countries in the world."

You and I are just two small people with the identity of marquis, and they are the real big people who have the world in mind. ”

Cao Xiang jumped down from the table, picked up a roll of paper and said, "Don't be emotional, let's go, let's get down to business."

Since you're going to give gifts, don't make people wait too long. ”

The two palace people spread out a piece of paper on the long case, and Liu Che dipped the pen in thick ink and began to write on the large paper.

Han Li's writing style can't be done smoothly, and can only be barely regarded as a stroke.

Liu Che writes very seriously, and seems to care about the chapter and structure, he finished writing with a cup of tea, and then he happily looked at his handwriting with a brush.

Yun Lang, Cao Xiang stretched his neck next to him to peek, and Liu Che saw that he was looking hard, so he asked the palace people to lift the piece of paper and show it to the two of them.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying,

Weijia Hai Nei Xi returned to his homeland,

Ande warriors are guarding the Quartet! ”

Liu Che's words are not good, at least in Yun Lang's opinion, these three lines should be written in wild grass to best express the meaning of the poem.

"Back then, Emperor Taizu Gao returned to his hometown and wrote these three sentences in front of his father and fellow villagers.

Emperor Taizu Gao struck and sang, the ministers were harmonious, and the whole audience wept...... For many years, I wanted to repeat the glory of my ancestors......

Yunlang, I give you this song, I only hope that you can abide by your heart, make new contributions to my Han, and let me achieve my long-cherished wish as soon as possible.

Since the paper workshop is about to be built, then, I will give you a cheap, every month the paper produced by the paper workshop, I buy 70% at a flat price, and the remaining 30% can be sold by you, and I don't care about the money and food you get. ”

Yun Lang arched his hand and said: "As soon as the paper comes out, after all, it will affect a lot of things, and a lot of paper is needed for the classics, archives, and the transcription of hundreds of officials.

Therefore, Wechen thought that His Majesty would buy ninety percent of the output of the paper mill at a cost price of thirty percent, and Wechen would sell the remaining one percent to the children of poor families at cost price. ”

Liu Che smiled: "You can think clearly, once I make a will, you won't have a chance to change it." ”

Yun Lang said with a smile: "Although the loss of a little silver will make Wei Chen's heart ache, it can make Wei Chen sleep well." ”

Liu Che shook his head with a smile and said, "Want peace of mind? What you want is luxury, forget it, I'm in a really good mood today, so let's fulfill your wishes. ”