Long Deyou had already cast himself on the five bodies that Qin Li admired, and in his heart, Qin Li seemed to be a little fairy, a demon-like character. Although he had never heard of the word "factory", and he had never seen a pencil, he still supported Qin Li very firmly.

Long Deyou has great ambitions and is a real cadre, under the control of Long Deyou, the pencil manufacturing factory of Jiangdu County School was quickly built and put into production according to the structural diagram drawn by Qin Li in advance. Of course, at this time, Daming had not yet been mechanized, and Qin Li's pencil production was completely manual.

Although it is handmade, the craftsmen also use assembly line operations in accordance with Qin Li's requirements. The first batch of pencils was made in three days, there are more than 2,000 pieces, although the workmanship is not as fine as that of modern pencils, but it is also a novelty in the Ming Dynasty.

In Qin Li's mind, pencils are obviously much more convenient and easy to use than brushes, and they should be easy to promote. But contrary to Qin Li's expectations, he still encountered a lot of resistance in the promotion of pencils.

There are now more than 200 scholars in the county school, and Qin Li first asked Long Deyou to give one to each of them, asking them to take the lead in using it. Long Deyou sent the pencil down, but those readers just played with it as a plaything and a novelty, and didn't use it to write at all.

Not only those students, but even Tang Bohu, Zhu Zhishan and Wen Zhengming were not interested in pencils and did not accept them. Only the Italian Matteo Ricci was very excited when he saw the pencil, and he couldn't stop saying that Lord Qin is really a capable person, and this kind of pen has never appeared in our country.

For everyone not to accept the use of pencils, Qin Li felt very painful. Long Deyou stood next to Qin Li with a bitter face and asked, "Lord Qin, without anyone using a pencil, we can't continue to produce." Not only did this factory not make money, but it ended up with money, how can this be good? ”

Long Deyou is in charge of the county school's account office, and money is especially important to him.

Qin Li frowned slightly, and secretly scolded, this Ming era is really pedantic and backward, why is people's acceptance of new things so poor?

It's hard!

I really couldn't think of a good way, Qin Li said softly, "Brother Long, gather all the students in the county school together, and I will personally lecture and demonstrate to everyone." ”

Long Deyou took the order and left. Tea Kung Fu, all the students are gathered in the compound.

As the teaching of the county school and the backbone of the county school, Qin Li holds his head high and has a very leading style. Dressed in a light cyan robe, wearing an official hat with a high front and a back bottom, he stood in front of everyone with a calm face.

Although he has been an official for a short time, Qin Li exudes a majesty and a great aura.

Qin Li's pair of tiger eyes glanced at everyone very softly, coughed lightly, and said, "This official summoned everyone today to demonstrate the use of this pencil to you. You have been studying in the county for a while, and you are already familiar with each other, I wonder who among you is the fastest writer? ”

Qin Li's voice was very gentle, without anger.

Those readers immediately chattered and chattered, and finally everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Wenhua.

It is said that although Zhao Wenhua has had a lot of festivals with Qin Li before, since he came to the county to study, he is honest and duty-bound, and he reads very carefully, as if there are really signs of repentance and reform. Although Qin Li hated him very much in his heart, seeing that he didn't cause trouble and didn't pick quarrels and provoke trouble, it was like forgetting the previous festivals, and there was no difference between him and other students.

After all, although this Zhao Wenhua is cunning by nature, he used to bully others, and he couldn't get along with Qin Li. But in the end, he was beaten hard by Qin Li, and he didn't ask for any cheapness.

Zhao Wenhua stood in the crowd, very low-key, he didn't want to stand up. But everyone unanimously recommended him, there was really no way, so he walked out of the crowd with an embarrassed face and stood in front of Qin Li.

At this time, Zhao Wenhua lowered his eyebrows and looked very respectful to Qin Li. said softly, "The student has seen Lord Qin, and the student is not talented, and his writing is indeed slightly faster." ”

"Good! Then the official will use a pencil to compare the speed of writing with your brush. Qin Li smiled and nodded.

"This ...... Students don't dare. A trace of treachery quickly flashed across Zhao Wenhua's face, but then there was a look of panic.

Qin Li smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly, "Zhao Wenhua, what don't you dare?" The students who came out of Jiangdu County should have courage and be angry. You just have to show your ability to write as fast as possible, and the official is not humble, and he must write quickly with a pencil. Let everyone testify, is it the pencil or the brush that is good? ”

Only then did Zhao Wenhua bow his head and agree.

Two square tables had already been set up, each with a piece of paper on it. Zhao Wenhua brought a scholar to study, although the little scholar did not have Liu Fengchang's spirit, but he also looked very clever. After Qin Li and Zhao Wenhua were in their respective positions, the little scholar stood beside Zhao Wenhua and grinded quickly. After studying the ink, Long Deyou announced loudly, "The competition time is half a pillar of incense, start now!" ”

Zhao Wenhua doesn't look at the honest and well-behaved pretense on the surface, but in fact, he has always held a grudge against Qin Li. He had already sworn a poisonous oath that one day he would definitely find face and put Qin Li to death to relieve the hatred in his heart. But he is a very smart person, and he knows that there is no way to compare with Qin Li with his ability and strength now.

It is said that Qin Li is four or five years younger than him, but he is already a person, and he is still the teacher of the county school. And he is just a showman, and he still has to study in Qin Li's county school. Under this world of difference, Zhao Wenhua could only temporarily shrink his tail.

Today, it was Qin Li who took the initiative to compare his writing speed with him in front of so many people. And what kind of pencil did Qin Li use, Zhao Wenhua's heart was about to move. At this time, he was flying like a pen, and he made up his mind to surpass Qin Li and let Qin Li's teachings make a fool of himself in front of so many people.

Those students who read usually know that Zhao Wenhua's handwriting is good and very fast, and they are very envious of him.

At this time, their eyes wandered on Qin Li and Zhao Wenhua, but they saw that the brush in Zhao Wenhua's hand was smooth and fast. looked at Qin Li again, but he was not in a hurry, he took the pencil and looked at Zhao Wenhua first, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then he lay on the table and wrote without hurry.

Seeing this kind of scene, everyone couldn't help but whisper, "Lord Qin is going to lose!" My ancestors have always used a brush to write, where have I seen any pencils? This pencil can also write? ”

Seeing Qin Li's unhurried appearance, Long Deyou was also secretly worried, and his heart instantly rose to his throat. He knew that Qin Li's promotion of pencils through this method of competition was very useful, but if Qin Li's writing speed was not as fast as Zhao Wenhua's, it would be completely over. People will disapprove of pencils even more, and they will become the laughing stock of everyone!

The time of half a pillar of incense is equivalent to fifteen minutes in the afterlife.

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, and Long Deyou waved his hand and said, "Stop!" It's time! ”