The 5,000 words of "Tao Te Ching" were already considered a masterpiece in the era when papermaking did not appear, but it is such a masterpiece, and its length is not as long as a chapter of the later online texts.

From the four words before the Han Dynasty, to the five words and seven laws of Tang poetry, and then to the Song Dynasty and Yuan Song, with the continuous maturity of papermaking and the reduction of costs, it finally developed into the Ming and Qing dynasties, which often had hundreds of thousands of words.

In fact, the development and change of this cultural form is closely related to the carrier of written records.

In the era of bamboo inscription, people longed for a word to represent many meanings, and the reason why this is so is actually only based on a consideration of cost and communication.

Since they are sages, don't they know that even if they express themselves clearly, there will still be many misunderstandings, let alone this situation of multiple translations.

Seeing this drawback, but the root cause of not being able to improve it is because of the cost.

Now that Yan Wenting has seen a book of hundreds of thousands of words, the cost price of which is only 200 words, how can this not make his heart ecstatic.

Just think about it, when he was in school, in order to save paper, he could only practice calligraphy on the sand, which made him sigh.

"Wenjue, can such a skill spread?" Yan Wenting thought about it again and again, but decided to be cheeky and ask Wen Qihang to broadcast this skill to the world.

"Hahaha~~~" Wen Qihang couldn't help but shake his head and laugh when he heard the words.

"The old man is indeed reckless, and I hope Wenjue will forgive me!" Seeing that Qihang suddenly began to laugh, Yan Wenting was helpless in his heart, sighed, and stopped talking.

Such ingenious skills are enough to make the Wen clan prosperous for a long time, and now it is indeed very unkind to ask others to sacrifice the skills that can ensure that the people of the clan have no worries about food and clothing.

Wen Qihang's tears came out, and he coughed lightly to relieve himself before saying, "Master Yan must have misunderstood." Since the boy entered the WTO, all the skills of the Wen family have been open to the public. Of course, some secret recipes that the imperial court is not allowed to teach are not listed, but all the skills related to people's livelihood, all the skills that come to seek scholars, I can swear to the sky when I hear that I will never hide my selfishness, and I will teach them with all my money.

It's a pity that the world is too worried, and always lives the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, and would rather send someone to steal it than believe that the kid will teach them the true skills.

How pathetic! ”

"........" Yan Wenting's old face couldn't help but turn red, and among the villains that Wen Qihang said, he was naturally one of them. He also didn't think that Wen Qihang could easily spread the skills of ensuring food and clothing for future generations.

When the boy was still in Luzhong, he had already spread Lu cuisine, movable type printing, new tables and chairs, and the family enlightenment book "Three Character Classic". Why does the world still think that the kid will hide the new papermaking technique for his own sake? Wen Qihang couldn't help but shake his head.

"Wen Jue is noble, the old man is ashamed, and I still hope to hear Jue Haihan!" Yan Wenting got up and saluted.

Wen Qihang sighed lightly and said: "My family teacher, when he enlightened the kid, he never hid his selfishness, and the most hated sentence in his old man's life was that the apprentice of the church starved to death of the master.

The people of my Chinese clan can be said to be the most industrious and intelligent race in the world, and they have also invented countless clever skills, but it is because of one sentence: the apprentices of the church starved to death the master.

They have hidden the most brilliant and powerful skills, and even if our ancestors have countless skilled skills, I am afraid that it will not take a few generations, and there will be very few left.

Master Yan, in fact, the kid appreciates the teaching attitude of Confucianism, that is, there is no class and teaching the world, so Confucianism has gone through thousands of years and is still prosperous.

But in the Spring and Autumn Period, where are the hundreds of schools of thought contending now? ”

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As long as people want to learn the livelihood skills of later generations, they can easily learn them, not only with countless training courses, but also with all kinds of books.

Those guys who are responsible for teaching skills, although nine times out of ten they are trying to make money, they are afraid that you will not learn well and will not be able to learn well, because then you will smash their signboard.

However, in ancient times, the secret to ensuring the longevity of a family was to have a variety of unique skills, in order to ensure the continuation of personal or family interests. Men are not passed on to women, grandchildren are not passed on, loyalty is not passed on to intelligence, foolishness is not passed on to wisdom, and a lot of rules have been made.

As long as you look at the last two, you will know that this skill, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make an inch of progress in hundreds of years.

Always sitting on the coffin board and eating the old book, it is no wonder that the development of human beings for thousands of years is not as much value as the value created by a steam revolution in later generations.

This is the first time that Wen Qihang has not refused Yan Wenting's gift, and even ancient sages and sages like Yan Wenting have such opinions, which really makes Wen Qihang a little annoyed.

Yan Wenting stood there and bowed his hand, but Wen Qihang sat on the Taishi chair in the printing workshop and sighed. The scene was very embarrassing for a while.

"Brother Wen, are you saying that I am a villain?"

"........" Hearing this charming voice, he couldn't help but sigh lightly when he heard Qihang. Recently, there have been thieves at home, especially in his study, there is always a faint fragrance lingering, which shows that this thief has no intention of hiding his breath.

"Oh, it turned out to be Lingyun, and it seems that you've been idle lately for my brother!" This demon girl, since she entered the Tan Mansion, she has always been around her, and her martial arts are still very strong, Zhang Yu and they can't guard against her.

Xie Lingyun said coquettishly: "It's not all to blame Brother Wen, since Brother Wen's cattle and horse market opened, those nobles rarely go to Baihualou." The most is to call the little ladies out of the hall, but my identity is there, although it is also a cheap life, but how can I be reserved, naturally I can't go out of the hall at will.

This little sister has no way to eat, so she has to come to ask Brother Wen to eat for food. ”

Wen Qihang said with a full mouth: "This is simple, isn't it just eating!" If you want to eat, I will cook it for you for my brother. It just so happens that Master Yan is also here today, but I haven't heard Lingyun sing a song for a long time. I don't know if I can look at Master Yan's love and sing a song for my brother. ”

Xie Lingyun laughed and said: "That's natural, it's just that the little sister has a lot of money to perform!" ”

Wen Qihang said with a smile: "As long as you have it for your brother, you can give it to you." ”

Xie Lingyun moved his eyes and said, "Is this true?" ”

Wen Qihang nodded and said, "Nature is true!" ”

"If the little sister wants a secret recipe for malaria, can Brother Wen tell me?" Xie Lingyun stared at Wen Qihang and said.

"Haha~~~" Wen Qihang couldn't help but shake his head and smiled: "Master Yan, have you seen it, what the old man said is really good, but women and villains are difficult to raise!" ”

"Brother Wen........" Xie Lingyun did not follow.

Seeing these two shameless dog men and women, flirting and scolding shamelessly there, Yan Wenting shook his head helplessly, and the embarrassment just now also disappeared.

Wen Qihang got up and came to the table in the printing workshop, opened a book similar to a notebook, took the charcoal on the desk, brushed a few strokes, and finished writing the recipe for curing malaria, then tore off the paper, handed it to Xie Lingyun and said, "Now Lingyun can rest assured, right?" ”

Xie Lingyun took the secret recipe, took a closer look, then put it in his bag, put it away closely, and said, "Why didn't Brother Wen ask Lingyun for the purpose of this secret recipe?" ”

Wen Qihang sighed lightly and said: "You are a proud woman of the sky, you should have traveled for nine days, and we are ordinary people, we can only look up and envy, but the world has made you unable to show your face."

Brother Wei said before that it won't make it difficult for you, not to mention that I bragged to Master Yan just now, as long as it is a skill related to people's livelihood, whoever comes to ask for advice, I will teach you. ”

"Hearing my brother's kindness, my little sister is grateful." Xie Lingyun's eyelids were slightly red, and he squatted down and saluted.