After Pang Tong came back with wine and meat, the chicken pot cooked by Meng Jian was also served on the stone table, and the meal was slightly dull, Pang Shanmin's words more or less shocked a few people, before thinking about it, Zhuge Liang and others tacitly did not mention the topic of Pang Shanmin just now, but racked their brains to think about the feasibility of the "big plan" proposed by Pang Shanmin.

Pang Shanmin is not in a hurry, I am afraid that anyone will have to hesitate in this matter, the big cake drawn by Pang Shanmin is very tempting, but it is not easy to eat this "big cake" smoothly.

Liu Qi is congenitally deficient, even his father Liu Biao doesn't like to see this cowardly eldest son, even if several people are like him, it is difficult to change Liu Qi's own fundamental disadvantage, in Jingzhou, even if Liu Biao is old, the people under his rule have to look at his face to act, Pang Tong thought for a long time, until most of the wine and meat on the table have been resolved, and he really can't bear the strange atmosphere next to the stone table.

"Kong Ming, have you figured it out? I found that I had not seen each other for a few days, and I could not understand what my brother was thinking. Pang Tong did not deliberately lower his voice, and after speaking, he specially glanced at Pang Shanmin, who was still smiling and silent.

"I've probably thought of some, but I'm afraid I can't guess everything." Zhuge Liang smiled bitterly, "Voting for Liu Qi, the benefits are obvious, since ancient times, the young and the young have been orderly, at least when competing for the next ruler of Jingzhou, Liu Qi still has such an innate advantage, and the other is...... It's better to send charcoal in the snow than icing on the cake, as long as I vote for Liu Qi, I don't have to worry about not being reused. ”

"But the capital owned by the eldest prince is too small......" Shi Tao sighed, obviously he also recognized the benefits of Zhuge Liang saying that sending charcoal in the snow, not to mention that for the eldest son of the Liu family, the impression of several people is not bad, this person has also come to the academy several times, although he is cowardly, but he is also a kind person, he has been in Jingzhou for many years, and he has never heard any bad comments from this eldest prince.

"Why is there a battle...... Meng Jian's meal was unheard of by the arguments of the rest of the people, and he was still entangled in the previous confusion.

Pang Shanmin felt that the reaction of several people was very interesting, obviously the topic thrown out earlier had made several people have a strong interest, Pang Shanmin did not agree with the speculation that Zhuge Liang meant just now, as Pang Shanmin said before, he did not have any interest in the so-called "lord" name, Pang Shanmin just wanted to integrate this small group that could change the entire Three Kingdoms era, and in this group, gain a certain right to speak.

For the temperament of a few people, Pang Shanmin is not too worried, the records in the history books are enough to explain everything, these guys are just like that, what the literati want is just to leave a name in history, at this point, Pang Shanmin feels that if he likes it, it is not difficult to get the favor of a few people, and everyone is now a young man with strong blood, when he was in the academy, Pang Shanmin had already felt that these guys were hesitant about the future, once there was a "clear road", With the temperament of these people who want to make contributions, they must not be able to hold back.

The color of the sky has gradually turned yellow, Pang Shanmin looked at the messy leftovers on the stone table, and smiled at a few people: "This matter is not in a hurry, it is related to the future of a few of us, everyone should think about it." ”

Several people nodded, Shi Tao and Meng Jian took the lead in saying goodbye, but Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong stayed, Zhuge Liang saw that Pang Shanmin had already cleaned up the table, and he also took a hand, and whispered in Pang Shanmin's ear: "Brother Shanmin thinks that he is so sure of doing this?" ”

"Ten points are bragging, but there are still ** points." Pang Shanmin smiled lightly: "Kong Ming doesn't need to be in a hurry, it's better to think carefully about this matter, I have to prepare a few things for my brother in the next few days, and add a few chips to my 'big plan', I think it will be more prudent for Kong Ming to make a decision at that time." “

"Then I'll wait for good news." Zhuge Liang restrained his expression and said solemnly: "If my brother has an idea, please let me know earlier." ”

After speaking, Zhuge Liang had already packed up the stone table and said to Pang Shanmin: "It's getting late, so don't bother my brother." ”

There are only two Pang brothers left in the courtyard, and Pang Tong's house is also in the village, so Pang Tong is not in a hurry about returning home, Pang Shanmin and Pang Tong chatted casually, then took out the bamboo slips from the house, spread them out on the stone table, put down the stone inkstone and grinded the ink.

Pang Tong stopped behind Pang Shanmin curiously, looking at the newly written few small characters on the bamboo slips, his calm eyes gradually became stunned.

Turning Stone into Gold - Volume 1.

"Papermaking".

What is paper, Pang Tong naturally knows, this kind of expensive object comparable to silk, was originally the favorite of readers, as the son of the Pang family, Pang Tong has also seen the thin as cicada wings, white spotless paper, Pang Degong's study has placed a few such objects, but the patriarch only uses bamboo slips to make books on weekdays, and he is reluctant to write on those expensive papers.

This has led to the fact that years have passed, and the few pieces of Caihou paper on the desk in the study are still spotless......

Pang Shanmin's pen is like flying, as a traverser who has experienced the era of information explosion, Pang Shanmin has also learned about the production of paper inadvertently before, and the production process of paper has also been recorded in detail in the Ming Dynasty's "Tiangong Kaiwu", compared to Caihou paper, which is now more expensive than silk, bamboo and rice and wheat straw paper of better quality in later generations have become Pang Shanmin's choice.

"Where bamboo paper is made, things go out of the south......"

"Whoever boils bamboo, uses a diameter of four feet in the pot, and the mud and lime on the pot are kneaded ......"

A sprinkled papermaking technique appeared on the bamboo slips in this way, and it was not until Pang Shanmin put away his pen that Pang Tong realized that his legs had been paralyzed, and with a "oops", Pang Tong almost fell to the ground.

"Shiyuan, what's wrong?" Pang Shanmin asked knowingly with a playful smile on his face.

"Can this method really be made out of paper?" Pang Tong blurted out in astonishment.

"It shouldn't be a problem." Pang Shanmin didn't mind talking too much, and now if he wanted to make this genius clan brother more obedient, it was really necessary to come up with some unconventional means.

"That'...... How is this paper compared to Cai Hou paper? ”

The hope in Pang Tong's eyes made Pang Shanmin very funny, Pang Tong saw that Pang Shanmin didn't speak, sighed and said: "I don't have enough people to swallow elephants, I can use paper, what is there to be dissatisfied?" It doesn't seem to be long before I don't have to worry about these bulky bamboo slips anymore. ”

"Cai Hou paper, I'm afraid we can only use it to wipe our butts in the future." After Pang Shanmin finished speaking, he ignored Pang Tong, who opened his mouth wide and looked stupid, and said with a smile: "It's not early, Shi Yuan will go with me to meet the patriarch in a while, how about it?" ”

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