So after eating the morning meal, Lu Ye called Minister Lu and took Cao Zhen with him. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info a group of three people, Lu Ye and the old shopkeeper said hello. Cao Zhen said a few words to the subordinates he brought over, so the three of them walked directly towards the outside of the city.

Outside the city, of course, the sky is high and the clouds are wide, and the autumn grass leaves fly. Occasionally, a few fast horses galloped from outside the city, splashing a lot of yellowed grass dregs. Lu Ye's eyes were cast, and Cao Zhen on the side explained: "Now that the war in Xuzhou is urgent, it must be the news sent by the spies over there." ”

Lu Ye nodded, and suddenly as if he remembered something, he tilted his head and asked Cao Zhendao: "Zidan, Cao Gong...... What kind of person is he? ”

Cao Zhen was stunned when he heard this: "Why do you suddenly ask this?" ”

Lu Ye's face showed a look of yearning: "Gong Cao stepped forward when the Han was weak. Welcoming the Han Emperor, this is the work of the great husband...... I didn't have the chance to see Cao Gong, so I could only rely on those words to think about Cao Gong's heroic demeanor. ”

In fact, Lu Ye doesn't necessarily really respect Cao Cao so much, but now in front of Cao Zhen, Lu Ye can't say that your eldest father, later generations say that he is a traitor, I want to know what he is usually like, right?

At that time, it will be a trivial matter for Cao Zhen to turn his face, and he doesn't know if he can save his little life.

Cao Zhen smiled when he heard this: "How can the eldest father be as powerful as you say, in fact, in my opinion, he is just an ordinary person." ”

"If Cao Gong is an ordinary person, then what will you do with us ordinary people?" Lu Ye laughed.

Cao Zhen said: "Alas...... In fact, since the fiasco of Nanyang a few years ago, my father's temperament has changed a lot. I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. ”

The first battle of Nanyang should be about the crusade against Zhang Xiu.

The first crusade against Zhang Xiu can be said to be the most ugly stain in the first half of Cao Cao's life.

That battle of Nanyang could have been avoided. It's just that Cao Cao inadvertently summoned Zhang Xiu's aunt into his camp, and then the disaster happened.

In that war, Cao Cao's eldest son Cao Ang, nephew Cao Anmin, and general Dian Wei all fell into that war. Cao Cao has never suffered such a big loss since the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Since then, in Cao Zhen's memory, his adoptive father has always been in a very anxious state. This kind of situation, knowing that not long ago, the military priest sacrificed wine Guo Jia entered the camp, and it was only a little improved.

Lu Ye didn't know much about the Battle of Wancheng, and he was still in Yingchuan Academy at that time.

Speaking of this matter, Lu Ye was naturally embarrassed to ask again, after all, although Cao Zhen was not Cao Cao's own son, the battle of Wancheng would never be a good thing for him.

So Lu Ye patted Cao Zhen on the shoulder: "The deceased is gone, and the living should work harder." I think Cao Gong thinks the same way in his heart. ”

Cao Zhen nodded, and then without saying too much, the three of them went straight to the village where Lu Ye made paper yesterday.

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The house is still the same house, the weather is not good today, and the sun is not coming out of the sky. But in Lu Ye's opinion, this kind of weather is just right.

There was a breeze in the sky, followed by an unobstructed view of the courtyard.

Lu Ye pushed open the fence door and took Cao Zhen and Minister Lu into the room.

"This ...... Is that what you call the way to get rich? Cao Zhen looked at the simple fence here, as well as the green mountains and green waters in the distance, and said that the best thing to hear was that the scenery was beautiful, and if he didn't listen, it was a poor mountain and remote land.

Cao Zhen couldn't see where the way to get rich in such a place began.

Lu Ye smiled: "Of course not, don't worry." Come with me and you'll know. ”

Cao Zhen sighed and followed behind Lu Ye.

Lu Ye pushed away yesterday's paper mill, and as soon as he opened the door, a sullen breath gushed out, and Lu Ye was choked in an instant. This was caused by the rudimentary baking device that Lu Ye and Minister Lu had built last night.

It's all because of last night's baking, the slurry was so thick that it could only be made into paper after baking. In fact, when he opened the door, Lu Ye still had some hesitation in his heart, and Lu Ye only had some impressions of this papermaking technique from past books.

But I have never tried it, although I chose a relatively simple path this time, but whether it can be successful or not, it is still two words.

Lu Ye fixed his eyes, and when the room opened, the bamboo curtains that had been added up were covered with white paper at this time, one after another, connected together. Lu Ye's heart throbbed slightly, if this paper was it, it could really be successfully transformed by himself. When the time comes, with the power of Cao Zhen, he will open a paper mill and invest in his own technology. Can you still send it then?

Lu Ye's heart was shaken, and at this time, Minister Lu on the side squeezed over, muttering in his mouth: "Young master, young master, have our things become anything?" ”

Lu Ye looked at the snow-white curtain in the room, and his heart was also a little panicked, the paper that Minister Lu bought was all yellow-brown paper, Lu Ye went through several rinsing at that time, and finally pulped, even he didn't think about what the final product would look like.

Therefore, looking at the scene in the room, I was a little hesitant.

At this time, another head was squeezed out, it was Cao Zhen, Cao Zhen didn't have as many worries as Lu Ye and Minister Lu, and walked directly into the room: "Eh, is this the way Zihang said to make money?" ”

"Eh, eh, ......."

Cao Zhen moved quickly, and Minister Lu on the side didn't even have time to stop it, so Cao Zhen entered the room alone, and then picked up a piece of paper.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa......."

So a crisp voice came out, and Cao Zhen was quite curious: "This ...... What is this, it is somewhat similar to the hemp paper in my house. ”

In fact, as early as the reign of Emperor He of the Han Dynasty, there was Caihou paper circulated in the world. In the same era, there was also a calligrapher named Zuo Ziyi, who also invented a kind of paper called Zuo Bo paper, also called Ziyi paper.

But these papers are very expensive to build, and they are not affordable for ordinary people. Even in Cao Zhen's house, what is used now is just some hemp paper. Occasionally, there are major events, and more expensive cloths are used, but the so-called Caihou paper is not used diligently.

Some of the paper on the market, many of which are made of hemp fiber as the main material, but the main material of Lu Ye's transformed paper is wheat straw and bamboo fiber.

Lu Ye stepped forward, picked up a piece of paper, spread it on the bamboo curtain and said, "This is paper, but it's much easier to use than your hemp paper." ”

"That's right...... The hemp paper in my home is not as beautiful as that. And if you are not careful, the ink will be stained. ”

Ink blurring, this is perhaps the biggest shortcoming of the paper used by the poor middle peasants in this era. Lu Ye glanced at the paper he had improved, and there was a slight cold light in his eyes.

The paper in his hand is still a little warm at this time, and there is no doubt that the paper in Lu Ye's hand now is definitely a few grades higher than the paper that Minister Lu bought before.

At this time, readers pay attention to innocence, and such a white paper can certainly be sold at a high price.

But how fierce Lu Ye's eyes were, and the shortcomings of this paper could be seen at a glance. After all, this paper was made by Lu Ye, although there were some places that met Lu Ye's requirements.

But the paper is not smooth, and this is the biggest drawback. A good paper is about whether it is rough, whether the weight and thickness are moderate, and whether the color is appropriate.

Now the paper that Lu Ye has made by ingenuity is very good. But the only thing that can be done is color.

The thickness is uneven, and the paper surface is not smooth.

"Take a pen and ......." Lu Ye's brows furrowed slightly, and he said to Minister Lu on the side.

Minister Lu hurriedly took out a pen from the next room, and sharpened the ink for Lu Ye with his own hands, and Lu Ye picked up the pen and wrote directly on the paper in front of him.

"Independence in the Cold Autumn...... Xiangjiang River to the north...... Orange Island Head ...... Look at the mountains red all over ....... Writing this, the pen in Lu Ye's hand stopped abruptly.

Then he handed the brush in his hand to Minister Lu on the side, and then shook the paper in his hand, only to find that the ink had been firmly dipped in the paper.

Seeing this, Lu Ye's hanging heart fell.

In Lu Ye's opinion, those previous problems are within a tolerable range, as long as each piece of paper can be the same as the previous paper, as soon as the ink falls, it can be sucked up and prevented from spreading around.

This alone has thrown off the vast majority of paper on the market.

And there is another point, the price of Lu Ye paper.

Before the coincidence, plus the purchase of some miscellaneous things, it cost more than one or two silver. But in fact, the total price of this room full of paper is about seven or eight dollars.

If you can sell it, hehe...... Without a high price, Lu Ye naturally would not have sold it like this.

"Zidan, do you think these things can still make a fortune?" Lu Ye's heart had stabilized at this time, and he asked Cao Zhen on the side.

Cao Zhen looked at the piece of paper in front of Lu Ye, and was slightly distracted: "Independent cold autumn...... Xiangjiang River to the north...... Orange Island Head ...... Look at the mountains red all over ....... ”

Then he suddenly raised his head and said, "Zihang, are you a person from Jing Chu?" ”

When Lu Ye heard this, he suddenly coughed violently in his mouth: "Ahem...... I am a ...... from Yingchuan. ”

"Then this ......." Obviously, although Cao Zhen is simple, he is not stupid.

"Oh...... It's the work of a family teacher. ”

"Zihang, do you still have a master?"

"That's nature."

"I don't know who your master is?"

"Huh...... Well, Mr. Shuijing, have you ever heard of it? ”

"Mr. Water Mirror? Hiss...... But Mr. Sima Hui? ”

"Exactly."

"My God......, you are actually a disciple of Mr. Sima Hui?"

"What's so surprising about this......." Lu Ye looked at Cao Zhen as if he had seen a ghost, and said secretly in his heart, not only is it a disciple of Sima Hui, but the two gentlemen of Da Pang and Xiao Pang have not taught me. It's just that the two of them have lived in Yingchuan for a long time and only returned to Nanyang some time ago.

"Mr. Sima Hui is really talented, these short three or two sentences, the heroic spirit is fully displayed." Cao Zhen may not know how to compose poetry himself, but after following Cao Cao for so long, a simple tasting will still be possible.

Lu Ye could only nod, and he couldn't tell him, this is the masterpiece of a great man surnamed Mao in later generations, right?

Lu Ye shook the paper in his hand and said to Cao Zhen: "How is it, Zidan, what do you think of this paper?" ”

Cao Zhen immediately withdrew from the three or two remnants written by Lu Ye before, and focused his attention on the paper in his hand.

"This paper...... Yes...... It's ....... ”

"What is it?" Lu Ye had hope in his eyes, to know that he could make a fortune and whether he could earn that first pot of gold. It all depends on the quality of the paper.

"Good looking is good looking...... But if you look at this paper, just this one, it's uneven, uneven. How can such paper be sold? ”

Lu Ye nodded when he heard this, and he himself saw these shortcomings: "But Zidan, think about it, if you ignore these shortcomings, now in Xu Capital City, have you ever seen anything that can be compared to this kind of paper?" ”

Cao Zhen shook his head honestly.

In terms of facts, the paper that Lu Ye has improved, and the problems on the surface are really not big problems. The thickness of the paper can be easily solved.

"But...... So rough ....... Cao Zhen touched the piece of paper and expressed his opinion.

Lu Ye stared at the piece of paper in front of him, and frowned slightly, indeed, it was too rough. It doesn't look smooth at all, why is it like this?

Is the fiber too coarse?

Lu Ye felt that his brain capacity was a little insufficient.

Cao Zhen said: "But this kind of paper, if we make it thicker and use it to paste the windows, it is also a good choice." ”

"Glue windows?" Lu Ye felt that the black lines on his head were about to pop up.

What I worked so hard to create to change the way writing is written in this era, and you told me that I want to use it to glue windows? This made it difficult for Lu Ye to accept.

"Well, now that winter is coming, if you can make this paper thicker, it would be good to use it to glue the windows."

Lu Ye glanced at Cao Zhen and said weakly: "Zidan, you think too much...... Isn't it enough to thicken the hemp paper for the window? Not competitive at all. ”

If the product does not have core competitiveness, what is the point of making it? This is Lu Ye's idea.

Cao Zhen shook his head and said, "No......, you see that all the paper you made is ...... through the sunlight." Cao Zhen held up the paper in his hand, and saw that the light did not seem to be a big obstacle, so he passed it directly.

When Lu Ye saw this scene, his heart was also slightly moved, and he looked ...... Seems to work.

In this era, wealthy aristocrats used cloth or silk to paste windows. The light is transparent, but in the cold winter season, it is also breathable.

Most of the civilians use sackcloth and the like, and the shortcomings are just as obvious.

This paste window paper...... It's not nice to say, but it's ...... It doesn't seem like you can't give it a try. Suddenly, a light flashed in Lu Ye's mind, and Lu Ye, who was still a little excited, instantly turned ugly.

"Pasting window paper...... Then why don't I just make the glass out ....... Lu Ye's heart collapsed at this time.