Time passed minute by minute, and Qiao'er wanted to copy a little more, because she really didn't have any hope for Junma, but because of Junma's face, she couldn't write in front of him, so she could only do it in a hurry.

Huo Guang saw that Qiao'er was restless, and he must be looking for an opportunity to continue copying the recipe, so he walked up to Qiao'er with a light smile, "Let's go, let's go and see how Wang Yi's clay is burning." “

Qiao'er sighed softly, thinking in her heart, what can I do, it must be that the words engraved just now are gone, and it is also a pity for the poor county horse, she is sorry for the county horse, and the anti-font characters that were finally carved are all gone, and the county horse must be very heartbroken, thinking of this, Qiao'er is uncomfortable for the county horse.

Looking at Qiao'er's sad expression, Huo Guang didn't say anything, the more they didn't believe it, the more surprised they would be when they saw the final result, Huo Guang had this confidence.

Wang Yi is still by the stove, staring at the clay mold, Wang Yi's biggest characteristic is that he doesn't care whether he wants to, whether he believes it or not, but as long as it is what should be done, he will definitely do it well, and he will do his best to do it well.

This time, although he didn't understand why Koma burned clay, and he didn't believe that Koma would really write so many words in half an hour, he would still do what Koma asked him to do well, even if there was nothing left for a while......

"You can take it out." Huo Guang glanced sideways at the clay, and saw that the clay should have hardened, and the handwriting should be clearer.

Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, he really didn't want to disappoint Jun Ma, the clay must have been spread out with a fire, and the words that Jun Ma had worked so hard to engrave just now would definitely not be there, although he didn't want Jun Ma to be sad, but there was no way, Wang Yi still listened to Huo Guang's suggestion and took out the clay.

What he didn't expect was that instead of changing its state, the clay he thought would turn into a puddle of mud looked stronger and the handwriting was clearly visible.

Qiao'er also came over, looked at the clay in surprise, and then looked at Wang Yi, who was surprised by his peers, and finally moved her eyes to Junma's body.

"Put it on the ground and cool it down." Huo Guang didn't show a happy expression because of everyone's surprised eyes, for him, there would be more surprising things for them in a while, this was just the beginning.

Wang Yi leaned over to Qiao'er and whispered, "The clay hasn't turned into mud, and the words on it are still there?" He looked at the clay again in disbelief, and it was indeed all there, and it was clearer.

Qiao'er nodded weakly, if the word clay is still there, then it is not a county horse that can really be conjured up a few copies, Qiao'er looked in the direction of Huo Guang in disbelief.

Wang Yi didn't give up and continued, "Do you think Junma can really write all the recipes in half an hour?" ”

"This ......" Qiao'er wasn't sure, but she didn't want to say that the county horse couldn't do it.

Huo Guang didn't let Wang Yi interfere in the next work, he took away all the cooling letterings by himself, put them in a square box prepared in advance, and arranged them according to the words of the recipe.

Jun Ma didn't need help, Wang Yi and Qiao'er stood aside and watched, they didn't know what Jun Ma was going to do, but it was certain that this was a meticulous job, as for whether they could come out with so many recipes, they didn't have any hope, so they were happy with Jun Ma.

Huo Guang glanced at the two people who were standing not far away, and snickered in his heart, they would be surprised for a while.

He first prepared a piece of paper and put it on the table for later use, and then put the arranged version of the word mold neatly in the square box, brushed the ink on the word mold, quickly put the paper silk on the word mold, gently forced, waited for a while, and then carefully picked up the paper silk.

Originally, Wang Yi and Qiao'er were just standing at the door not far away, and when they saw Junma pick up the paper silk again, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

The originally blank paper was full of handwriting, and they hurriedly walked to Huo Guang's side, staring at the handwriting on the paper with wide eyes, which turned out to be exactly the same as the one on the recipe. It's just a blink of an eye.

"A few cooks have asked you for recipes." Huo Guang asked Qiao'er calmly.

Qiao'er opened her mouth in surprise with the recipe in her hand, and was stunned for a moment before she realized that Junma was asking herself, and quickly replied, "Six, six." She finally knew why she didn't ask a few people, and she was confident that she could write it all in half an hour, which would take half an hour, and it would take her to write it in the blink of an eye.

"Staple it up." Huo Guang said that the printed book had been handed to Qiao'er for her to bind.

"Am I dazzled, Qiao'er. This is what Gunma just wrote? Wang Yi looked at it stupidly for a long time, still in a state of disbelief, he originally thought of the words to comfort the county horse, people can't always succeed, occasionally fail once in order to succeed more in the future, although in his heart the county horse is close to perfection, there is nothing that can't be done, but after all, writing is to write stroke by stroke, how can it be so fast, and the county horse did not ask how many copies Qiao'er needs to build the foundation. When Huo Guang's paper silk was lifted from the lettering, he was really stunned.

Even if he didn't believe it, even if he thought it was impossible, but it really happened, or under his nose, Wang Yi didn't know what magic Junma used to write so many words in an instant, he closed his eyes hard, and opened them again to make sure that he was not mistaken, those words were really on the paper, and Qiao'er had already begun to bind.

The first book has not yet been bound, and Huo Guang's second copy has been printed, because they are all the same content, there is no need to retypeset, just brush the ink and copy, so the speed is extremely fast.

Qiao'er also sped up the speed of binding, in addition to shock, she was more happy, because Junma is really still the omnipotent person, such a difficult thing seems to be extremely simple, as long as it is what Junma wants to do, there is really nothing that can't be done, thinking of this, Qiao'er is happy, and her worship of Huo Guang is a little more.

"Qiao'er, this technology is called movable type printing, and it will be handed over to you for safekeeping in the future, and I will burn out a few more editions for later use, and this set of movable type will be handed over to you for safekeeping, and if you need to copy and print in the house in the future, I will go to you."

Such an important and magical thing was handed over to herself for safekeeping, Qiao'er lowered her head weakly, "Junma...... Qiao'er is clumsy, I'm afraid it will disappoint you. ”

"You don't have to be humble, typography and printing are very simple, you just need to know the words and be careful. The county lord will inevitably need movable type printing in the future, and it is most suitable to put it in your place, and you have mastered the method, right? Huo Guang hooked the corners of his mouth modestly, he remembered that Rong An was complaining last time that there were many damaged books that needed to be re-copied, and now as long as the edition is arranged, he can print as many points as he wants.

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