"Who?"

"Bi Sheng!"

Xu Zhicheng was directly confused, I haven't heard of such a person in Bianliang City?

"This person should be a printing craftsman, and now the printing shops of the official families and personal bookstores in Bianliang City are scattered to find them!"

Xu Zhicheng said depressedly: "Aren't you able to do everything?" Where is it? ”

Zhao Yunrang kicked him with a smile: "Then didn't I become an immortal?" ”

In fact, Zhao Yunrang was also very surprised, at this stage, the Shinong industrial and commercial system seems to have entered an explosive period, which can be said to be responsive.

So for a while, no matter what kind of black technology Shinong industry and commerce is, there is only one problem, and it can also give you a solution.

But just yesterday, when Zhao Yunrang tried to get it to print a drawing about movable type printing, it ended up with only two words on the paper: Bi Sheng!

The name Bi Sheng, Zhao Yunrang still knows.

Nonsense, among the four major inventions, there are two that can be traced back to the roots, one is papermaking, and the other is movable type printing.

In history, the stars are shining, and there are many people who can leave their names.

But if a person, because of his existence, promotes the progress of civilization, the development of the world.

That is, even Ouyang Xiu and Yan Shu are not enough to see!

And Bi Sheng is such a person.

Master craftsman!

Coincidentally, Bi Sheng happens to be a person of this era.

It is estimated that this is also the reason why the system did not give the drawing, but directly gave Bi Sheng's name.

It seems that even if it is a system, it is not willing to overstep its bounds and take the credit of Bi Sheng.

Zhao Yunrang still knows some about movable type printing, clay movable type!

Even if you don't have Bi Sheng, you can probably figure it out after a few days of research on your own.

According to historical records, Bi Sheng was probably in his fifties at this time, nearly sixty years old.

Moreover, the old man invented movable type printing, probably around seventy years old.

It's a pity, the old man made such a big contribution, and then hung up within a few years.

So Zhao Yunrang was ready to find out Bi Sheng.

Such a big Northern Song Dynasty, if you want to find someone, it's almost the same as looking for a needle in a haystack.

But if you reduce it to the scope of the printing shop, it is much smaller.

Now is not the afterlife, there is a printing house everywhere.

At present, the places where there are printing shops are basically metropolises.

It's a really high-end area.

The current printing technology of the Northern Song Dynasty is basically engraving printing.

This printing technique, which was born in the Tang Dynasty, has evolved over time and is now extremely mature.

Engraving printing, which requires the text to be written on paper according to the required specifications, and then pasted backwards on the planed wooden board.

Finally, according to the text, the reverse character of the yang script is carved, so that the engraving is done.

Then the plate is inked, the paper is laid, and the paper is printed with a brown brush, and then the paper is lifted to become a print.

When engraving a layout, it requires a lot of labor and materials.

However, after the engraving is completed, once it is printed, it shows the advantages of high efficiency and large printing volume.

If the book in the bookstore sells well, the boss will engrave it on the basis of hand-copying, and then print it for a profit.

In addition to labor and material resources, the benefits are also good.

As a result, the requirements for craftsmen are also relatively high.

First of all, it must be literate, which has been able to weed out a large part of the population.

Secondly, among the literate people, there are not many who are willing to engage in this kind of cheap labor, after all, and they are basically some down-and-out scholars.

And Bi Sheng should be such a craftsman engaged in engraving printing.

"If you really can't do it, I'll go to Bijia Village in Huizhou to find it." Zhao Yunrang admonished.

As a result, it was really useless to go to Huizhou.

Bi Sheng worked as a craftsman in a printing shop in Bianjing.

The old man, as a skilled craftsman in the shop, is single.

When Xu Zhicheng found Bi Sheng, the old man thought that he had committed something, and he was scared like chaff.

Xu Zhicheng brought Bi Sheng to Zhao Yunrang.

Bi Sheng was not tall, wearing a craftsman's coarse cloth clothes, and his face was a little thin.

The face is full of wrinkles, like a knife and an axe, with a kind of heaviness of life.

After seeing Zhao Yunrang, as soon as Bi Sheng heard that this was the little prince of Zhou Wangfu, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhao Yunrang hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, which made Bi Sheng kowtow to himself, and there was definitely a psychological obstacle.

To tell the truth, Zhao Yun let himself, but he had the urge to kneel down and kowtow to the old man.

This is the Great Dao Sage!

Phew, how do you speak?

Bi Sheng is standing in front of him alive.

Zhao Yun asked someone to bring a chair and let the old man sit down.

Flattered, the old man sat down in his chair, twisting himself from time to time.

"Mr. Bi, that's the case, we have encountered some difficulties in printing!"

As soon as Zhao Yunrang explained the situation, the old man immediately entered the role of a craftsman: "Although this engraving is laborious to make, once it is made, the printing is extremely fast——"

"But according to what the little prince said, the number of printed weeklies is actually not large, the number of words is small, and the number is small, which is indeed not suitable for engraving printing!"

"That is, the number of words is small, there are many changes, and the printing volume is not large, what can the old gentleman do?" Zhao Yunrang worked hard to guide movable type printing.

Bi Sheng thought for a while and shook his head: "I have also considered this problem before, there is no good way!" ”

"As long as the above problems can be fully solved, it would be like this large piece of engraving, if only the words in it could be replaced, it's a pity!"

Looking at Bi Sheng's shining eyes, Zhao Yunrang smiled.

This kind of epoch-making technological progress is all accumulated and developed.

Therefore, Zhao Yunrang is not good to prompt directly, let the old man figure it out for himself first.

"In this way, I know that the old gentleman is a talent in this area, and the little marquis has this need, so please ask the old gentleman to work under the little marquis!"

Zhao Yunrang put down his words when he left.

Xu Zhicheng had already done this, and he directly threw money and bought a shop.

Not to mention the printing shop, even the owner has already been bought by him.

Bao Dating is outside the main house, and this boss is inside the main house.

It's just that the current top person in charge of printing has become Bi Sheng.

Technical boss, this is Zhao Yunrang's original words!

Bi Sheng was suddenly taken seriously, and naturally he did his best.

Sure enough, early the next morning, Bi Sheng came running with a ball of mud in his hand.

"Little prince, I've thought of a way, I can try it with this!"

Zhao Yun is overjoyed, it's not easy, thinking of using mud, this job is equivalent to getting it done!

Looking at the system again, there is already an introduction to movable type printing.

Clay lettering, fire to make it strong!

In the end, Zhao Yunrang gave the old man an eight-word hint, and the old man ran to do the experiment with his hands.

The spirit of the scientist is terrifying, and Bi Sheng, who saw the dawn, stayed awake for three days and three nights, and finally succeeded in the experiment.

Zhao Yunrang's eight words were regarded as a guideline by Bi Sheng.

With the advanced technology of movable type printing, the first thing Xu Zhicheng did was to open up the few students who were not serious about copying books.

Of course, the matter of movable type printing is still to be kept secret for the time being.

According to Zhao Yunrang, this is called, patent monopoly, technology embargo!

Our good things, don't let others take them away.

Seeing that Zhao Yunrang said it so harshly, Xu Zhicheng immediately contacted Shi Lei and asked this kid to get dozens of veterans who had retired from the forbidden army.

By the way, the printing shop was built next to the brick kiln of Lao Zhou.

The reason is very good, it is convenient to burn words!

Zhao Yun vomited blood, it is convenient to burn words, and it is also convenient to burn paper!

Fire prevention should be strengthened!

Fortunately, printing is basically an order printing now, and there is no hoarding problem. And the preparations for the Keju contest here are in full swing, and everyone is so busy that their feet don't touch the ground.

In Bianliang City, the palace is inside, and the candlelight in the Wende Hall is swaying.

Behind the bookcase was a young man with a thin booklet in his hand.

"This newsweek is a little interesting, but this news is easy to interpret, weekly, what does it mean?"

"This, the slave doesn't know it, but I heard that Xu Xiaohou Ye also once asked Zhao Xiaowangye, saying that the sun, moon, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth are seven Yao, since the date of its inception, it has been published every seven days, and it has been repeated over and over again, so it is called a weekly!"

"Cycle after cycle, secretly the number of seven rays - when did this brother of mine become so talented?"

Behind the bookcase is the emperor who was on the pilgrimage, who had been on the throne for several years but still had no pro-government, Zhao Zhen!

The old eunuch below lowered his head and didn't dare to speak!

"This Keju Contest has made the Beijing Division uneasy, if it is for the sake of that Biluochun, it will not be like this! As long as Uncle Huang says a word, it will naturally disappear—"

"But Uncle Huang didn't speak, let him toss, it's really incomprehensible!"

"Your Majesty, this juju was originally a thing for entertainment in the market, but now the little prince has come up with new rules, and eleven people are playing-"

"So in the past few days, the leading figures in all walks of life have organized teams, and there are always dozens of them, I don't know how to deal with this little prince?"

Zhao Zhen sighed slightly: "Since the toss has reached such a point, the rules are so novel and meticulous, there are always ways - maybe, when the Keju competition begins, let's take a look!" ”

The old eunuch's face remained unchanged: "Your Majesty, please take state affairs first!" ”

"What's the meaning in this palace, isn't there a queen mother in the court?"

The old eunuch was speechless for a moment.

After Zhao Zhen ascended the throne, the Queen Mother listened to the government, and eighty percent of the political affairs were decided by the Queen Mother.

Not to mention anything else, the 20,000 taels of silver auctioned by Biluochun entered the Cining Palace.

The emperor felt uncomfortable, and these people around him knew it.

Here at Biluo Villa, I saw the day of the Keju Tournament, and all preparations were nearing the end.

Facing the Keju field, the stands were set up, and Zhao Yunrang deliberately did not set up a circle around the field.

If you can go on stage to watch Keju, you must have an identity that can go on stage.

Princess Yanqing seems to be really ruthless, and the road is actually wider than the post road.

Four lanes in both directions!

This is also after listening to Zhao Yunrang's words.

Urban planning is actually a big problem, even Bianliang City, dozens of miles outside the city, is a wild village.

You can't always have two lanes, and then develop on the side of the road, and then demolish, expand, and grind over and over again.

So Zhao Yunrang predicted it, and built the road according to the two-way four-lane road.

As soon as the sky was bright, standing at the head of the village, looking at the various vehicles that were pressing the middle line, Zhao Yunrang also burst into tears.

Fortunately, at this time, feces are still in short supply, and the general handlebar type is not to pick up, and villagers from all over the world will pick it up at any time.

Imagine the scene where the road is full of horse dung, donkey dung, and cow dung, Zhao Yunrang is really dead.