Maybe Yuya is still far from a qualified "illustrator" now, and Li Xiang didn't say that he wanted Yuya to do anything, but he felt that she liked to draw these patterns, so it would come in handy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And the publishing house is also equivalent to the entertainment and culture industry, which is similar to Yuya's original occupation, but now you don't have to sell jokes, but sell books, when you think that the people of the entire Great Song Dynasty are crazy about novels, Li Xiang feels funny, maybe Luoyang paper will be expensive at that time.

Seeing Yuya nodding a little shyly, Li Xiang smiled and scratched her small and delicate nose: "In order to encourage you, tomorrow I will ask someone to get you two dipping pens, and it is much more convenient to use that brush to paint." ”

"However, a dipping pen is not the best, so I'll make you a new one in two days." Li Xiang's mind moved, and he immediately had a few ideas.

Yuya leaned back, not letting Li Xiang scratch her nose, and waved her little hands straight: "Oh, sister is just painting and playing, don't be so troublesome!" ”

"Haha, it's not made specifically for you, there are other uses," Li Xiang stretched out his hand, let Yuya twist her delicate body, and scraped it on the bridge of her nose: "Yuya, I vacated a few rooms in the backyard of Chunfeng Building, which will be used as the office space of our Chunfeng Literature and Art Publishing House, and I will let people find a few houses in the county town to build a printing factory." ”

"Ah, are you going to move in?" Yuya ran to the other side of the desk and blinked her clear crescent eyes, looking a little surprised.

Li Xiang nodded, he has a lot of things to do now, just let Yuya share some of it, of course, he will not use movable type printing, but print a set of printing equipment for later generations, which is 10,000 times better than movable type printing, and those fine novels can be printed as much as you want.

Although Yuya was reluctant, she still agreed very obediently, and began to pack up her things in the evening, preparing to move to the backyard of Chunfeng Building tomorrow.

The next day, Xiao Yu was carrying a large bag of things in her hand, and hurriedly found Li Xiang, who was having dinner with Yuya, Yu'er, and Xue'er: "Young master, I have bought everything you want." ”

Li Xiang hurriedly asked Bao Youcai to bring the things in, and said to Yuya with a smile: "When I show you something good, you don't have to worry about wasting paper when drawing." ”

Xiao Yu put the heavy bag on the ground and held a few pens in front of Li Xiang: "Young master, this is the jujube heart pen." ”

Li Xiang picked up a jujube pen, a pen made of bamboo, the front end of which was a small piece of lead-black object, and it fell down with a pinched finger and pulled it hard, about the size of a jujube core.

Li Xiang picked up another one and drew a few gray lines on the paper, which looked similar to the effect of a pencil.

The "pen tip" that had been dropped earlier was crushed with a key, and the gray-black powder was twisted between the fingers and was delicate and smooth.

"Yes, that's it, it's also made of graphite, right?" Li Xiang flicked the toner on his hand, whether it was a jujube pen or a pencil or a pencil chalk, this thing was almost an ancient pencil.

Xiao Yu hurriedly smiled and bent over: "The young master is right, this jujube heart pen is said to be made of graphite mixed with clay." ”

"It's graphite in the bag, right? Let's go, let's take it to the workshop first," Li Xiang and Yuya talked for a while, and then took Xiaoyu and graphite to the workshop.

Although the jujube heart pen is also made of graphite, and there is already the prototype of the pencil of later generations, its "refill" is only a piece the size of the jujube core, which is extremely inconvenient to use, and can only be used to draw simple and thick lines.

Li Xiang's idea is naturally to make graphite blocks into graphite strips and jujube pens into long-core pencils.

Pencil manufacturing is nothing more than two parts: the barrel and the refill. The refill involves graphite and clay formulation and drying. The barrel of the pen is made of wood.

Construction is underway in the county. There are a lot of carpenters on the site. The owner of the bicycle introduced Li Xiang to a pair of brothers. Brother Zhao Dawei has a skilled carpenter's skills. His younger brother Zhao Xiaowei is a little unprofessional. Mess up a lot. For example, when their brothers were doing carpentry, they used to draw pencil and chalk. It is Zhao Xiaowei who tossed out. Because it's easy to use. Also sold to other carpenters.

"I want you to make something." Li Xiang used a jujube heart pen to explain to the two brothers: "A kind of pen." The thickness and shape are similar to those of the brush barrel. A graphite refill is wrapped in the middle. It can be used to draw lines and write. ”

"Ahh Good idea! "Zhao Xiaowei is not tall. People are also very thin. Monkey gills with a sharp beak. A pair of small eyes are very smart. Dripping and going around. Forgetful and laughing, "Wonderful." In this way, you can sharpen it on one side. I used it on the side. High. No wonder everyone says that the county master is the reincarnation of Lu Ban! ”

"Luban. Is it me? Li Xiang glanced at Zhao Xiaowei lightly. I haven't explained it myself. This guy can see how to use the pencil. It is worthy of a flexible mind. I can toss it.

touched Li Xiang's faint gaze. Zhao Xiaowei hurriedly restrained and laughed. Scratching his head in a daze: "That's what everyone said." I heard that the county magistrate invented a bicycle and a cannon. Isn't it Master Lu Banzu? ”

Compared with Zhao Xiaowei's cunning, Zhao Dawei is much more honest, he thought for a while, and then nodded seriously and said: "There is no problem with making this pen." ”

"Where's the refill? Can you do it? Li Xiang looked at Zhao Xiaowei and said solemnly, for this kind of treacherous character, it is necessary to combine grace and power.

Zhao Xiaowei hurriedly patted his chest: "Don't worry, the county magistrate will ensure that the task will be completed." ”

"Okay, then you do this first, and you will be rewarded for doing a good job," Li Xiang threw the jujube heart pen to Zhao Dawei and arranged for them to do the work.

The Li brothers were very attentive to the task assigned by Li Xiang, and handed in the finished pencil the next day, which was very close to the pencil in Li Xiang's impression. The pen barrel made by Zhao Dawei is round and smooth, and even carved some fine patterns, and the refill made by Zhao Xiaowei is also very good, although it is slightly harder when writing on paper, it can also be used.

What Li Xiang can't bear the most is the efficiency of the two of them making pens, especially Zhao Dawei's pen barrels, which can't make a few in a day, which is ridiculously slow.

After listening to Zhao Dawei's process of processing the pen barrel, Li Xiang decided to take this as a breakthrough and take another big step in the direction of improving productivity.

Li Xiang has just gained hundreds of thousands of fortunes, and he is relatively wealthy, so he has the conditions to do something else.

Through observation, Li Xiang formed a general idea in his mind: "I need to build two kinds of machines, the first is to cut wood into thin strips; In the second, thin strips of wood can be processed into round bars. ”

"Yes," Zhao Dawei picked up his carpentry tools and shook them: "The saw cuts, the planer rounds." ”

"That's not what I'm talking about!" Li Xiang smiled and waved his hand: "I need saws and planers to move on their own." ”

Zhao Dawei's eyes widened and he questioned, "How is this possible." (To be continued.) )