Ye Chang covered his cheeks, raised his head a little sullenly, the clouds on the horizon were rolling, and the flowers in front of the hall were blooming and falling, this kind of hermit career certainly made people feel comfortable, but after the turmoil of Chang'an City, Ye Chang felt that he might not be able to be satisfied with the status quo.

Wu Zepi is too young.

But he also knew that now was not the best time to leave, and he couldn't rely on selling lip service and copying poetry forever to support himself.

"Lang Jun, what are you thinking?"

A soft voice rang in my ears, it was Xiang'er who came over with a plate containing pears, apples, and dates.

"Hmm, did your homework for the day?"

When Xiang'er heard this, she immediately pouted.

After disposing of the Liu family, Ye Chang moved to the valley, and the locals compared him to Zhuge Liang at the beginning, so they called it Wolong Valley. After moving here, there were more people in the valley, and Xiang'er and Chunming were relieved from some chores, but this did not mean that they were relaxed - a lot of learning and practice awaited them.

Ye Chang is also very helpless, in this era, the illiteracy is still the vast majority, Xiang'er and Chunming are semi-illiterate, a complete illiterate, Ye Chang spent a lot of energy, and only let them start to read, and the two missed the best time to develop study habits, and learning is somewhat clumsy.

It's been two months, and the two of them together only know more than 300 Chinese characters, plus they can add and subtract within two digits - as for something as advanced as multiplication and division, there is no need to mention it.

Their progress is not as fast as that of the little slaves.

"Uncle, uncle!"

Just thinking about giving slaves, I heard him shouting loudly, and then, the voice of the little lady "pig pig, pig pig" also sounded. Ye Chang sat upright, since the little lady is here, then the sister-in-law must have also arrived.

Sure enough, Fang Shi hugged Xiaoniang, followed behind Cinu, and walked over gracefully.

After Ye Shu's funeral was over, the Fang family avoided Ye Chang a little, and Ye Chang was not too embarrassed to see her. However, Cinu is innocent and cute, and Ye Chang likes children, so he still asks Chunming to pick up Cinu every morning and come here to read and count.

"Eleven Lang." Fang Shi smiled between his eyebrows, his mouth pursed slightly, although he was still wearing filial piety clothes, he rarely showed happiness.

"Sister-in-law, why do you have time to come over today?" Ye Chang got up and greeted.

"But there is a happy event." Fang Clan laughed lightly again.

Ye Chang felt that something was wrong, at this time, the weather was getting cooler, where did the joy come from?

"Eleven Lang, these days, I have been asking someone to inquire, and I learned that there is a daughter in the Zhang family in the county, who is graceful and at a good age, and has not yet allowed anyone." Fang Shi looked at Ye Chang with a smile: "I think Eleven Lang is seventeen now, and he will be eighteen after the New Year, and he just happened to marry a wife, so he intends to ask someone to talk to the matchmaker, Eleven Lang, what do you think?" ”

Ye Chang was stunned.

This one...... In the eyes of ordinary people, it is really a beautiful event and a happy event, but in Ye Chang's heart, he doesn't have this idea at all!

Take a wife?

Ye Chang has not had a spring dream in this life, nor has he not had a good heart, but the idea of really marrying a wife has never moved. In a certain consciousness, he regarded Cinu, Xiaoniang and Xiang'er as his children, and his life was quite fulfilling, so marrying a wife was not on his agenda at all.

"Sister-in-law, are you joking?"

"How is it a joke, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is the greatest, now that your brother is gone, I have to worry about this for you."

Ye Chang suddenly thought of the embarrassment of the day when he held the wake for his brother, his mind was clear, and he immediately understood that the Fang clan was looking for a family for him.

"I don't mean that at the moment."

"This can't help you, if you don't get married at the age of eighteen, even the government can't tolerate it, maybe the official media will forcibly match you with one." Fang Shi pursed his lips and smiled, only saying that this is Ye Chang's face is tender: "Don't worry, that lady of the Zhang family, I have seen it with my own eyes, although I dare not say that the city and the country are captivated, but she is also a beauty, and she is knowledgeable and courteous, and she has a gentle temperament, and she is really a match made in heaven with Shiyi Lang." ”

This sister-in-law still has a little talent for being a matchmaker, and she is very fanciful, looking at her appearance, she has made up her mind that she must be this matchmaker.

"This ...... My sister-in-law is afraid that she won't be able to master this matter, because I am now a three-bedroom and three-branch, and I still have a father on it. Ye Chang didn't know how to refuse for a while, so he could only prevaricate.

Fang Shi nodded: "That's right, I'll write to the third uncle here, presumably he will agree to this matter as well." ”

Hearing Fang's letter to his nominal father, Ye Chang nodded, but he didn't think so. Before Ye Shu entered Chang'an, he wrote to him, telling him about the situation at home, and asked him to come back to preside over the housework, but there was no news.

Fang's letter will definitely not lead to anything.

"Sister-in-law is not in a hurry about this matter first, there is another matter that needs to be handled by sister-in-law." Ye Chang thought about finding something for the Fang clan, so that she wouldn't always think about kissing him, and he was now understaffed, and the Fang clan was a person who was both capable and trustworthy.

"What?"

"Sister-in-law, I hired a craftsman to ponder the papermaking in the first half of the year, and now the paper has become - Chunming, Chunming, take a few pieces of paper, take everything!"

Chunming, who was originally taking the slave to touch the shrimp in the creek outside the pavilion, sighed, and then ran away quickly, and after a while, he ran back with a basket on his back, and the basket contained a few pieces of paper.

Fang's family was originally from a noble family, and his mother was even a princess, so she was no stranger to good paper. Therefore, when Junming presented the paper to her, she was stunned.

"This ...... Is this bamboo paper? ”

Previously, bamboo paper, the paper made was rotten, and it could not be used at all, Ye Chang used the papermaking method recorded in the "Tiangong Kaiwu", not only the paper is beautiful and strong, but also the paper rate is high, although it is not as good as the superior Xuan hemp, but it is also the first-class paper today.

"Yes, the cost of bamboo paper per 100 sheets is about 15 Wen, and if it can be mass-produced, it can be pressed to 10 Wen, which is much cheaper than the paper on the market today!"

Nowadays, paper is sold on the market, and according to the distance from the place of origin, 100 sheets range from 40 to 50 yuan, and the paper is not as good as the paper in Fang's hand. This made Fang Shi very excited, she caressed the paper and pondered for a while: "How much paper can you have in your workshop now?" ”

"Now there are only two craftsmen, and it is only trial production, so this year's paper production is not much, that is, about one million, I have signed a contract with the Qin family to underwrite their tender bamboo next year, and next year's output can be increased to five times."

"Shhh Fang Shi took a breath of cold air, his eyes suddenly lit up, his cheeks flushed, and he unconsciously showed a hint of charm!

can't help but be like this, she has the blood of the Li family flowing in her body, she is actually the great-granddaughter of Wu Zetian, although after the brutal palace infighting, she has no power**, but her interest in power has turned to money.

She doesn't know it herself, but this calculation, every 100 pieces of paper can earn 200,000 yuan, and this year's million pieces of paper can earn 200,000 yuan, that is, 200 yuan - next year, you can earn 1,000 yuan, if you run the workshop to the place in the south where moso bamboo is abundant, then you can even earn 10,000 yuan a year!

Although Ye Chang can gain a lot of benefits from the football league in Chang'an City, everyone knows that the benefits of Lu Dao are not exclusive to any family. As long as the Ye family can control the secret recipe for making bamboo paper, then in the next few years and decades, there will be a stable huge income, and after a generation, it will even be able to rival the country.

"But I'm not going to put so much paper on the market at once, sister-in-law, do you know why?"

Fang's breathing was a little short, and she calculated and calculated the income of papermaking for a year in her heart, and when she heard Ye Chang ask, she came back to her senses: "This is...... I know that there is a lot of money, and now the people who read in the Tang Dynasty are only hundreds of thousands of people at most, and the paper used in a year is only tens of millions. ”

Ye Chang was immediately impressed by his little sister-in-law!

Sure enough, she was smart and far-sighted, and the boudoir of this era actually understood the relationship between supply and demand and prices. Then, it is only fitting that she should be chosen to preside over the paper and derivatives industry.

"What my sister-in-law said is, however, the profit from selling paper is limited after all, and I still have an idea, which is to print books."

"Printing? You mean engraving? ”

"It's not engraving, it's directly on movable type!" Ye Chang explained what movable type was to Fang Shi, and wooden movable type was naturally not in his consideration, so he initially decided to use movable type - his brother-in-law Liu Kun is now working in a pottery kiln, and Ye Chang asked him to study movable type long before he went to Chang'an.

However, the movable type is prone to expansion and deformation when it is cast, and Liu Kun can only do this secretly, so it took him more than four months to fire a usable movable type, and the number is only more than 1,500 words, which is obviously not enough.

"Now these 1,500 pieces of movable type are in my warehouse, Uncle Fang has been busy making wooden models for me these days, and my brother-in-law, I am going to let him open a kiln by himself to make utensils for me."

"Huh?" Fang's heart and quickly calculated, now the market on the engraving printing of the book gradually way, the original book, the value of the hand-copied version is consistent, and the printed version is about 110 Wen (note: for the actual price at the time), printed in small letters, a volume of books cost only ten pieces of paper, the cost of pottery type is a one-time investment, so calculated, the cost is about 10 Wen, can be sold to 110 Wen, that is, each book can earn a profit of 100 Wen!

If all the millions of sheets of paper produced this year are printed into books, it will be 100,000 books, and the profit will be as high as 10,000 yuan......

As soon as he thought of this, the Fang clan felt that his heart was overjoyed, and he almost couldn't help it, and he wanted to grab Ye Chang's hand and ask if it could really be like this.

But immediately, she said worriedly: "Eleven Lang, how does the book printed by movable type compare with the engraving?" ”

"Nowadays, the use of pottery movable type, compared with the wood carving version is better, but it is not as good as the hand-copied small type, and the use of lead movable type in the future is definitely not inferior to the hand-copied small type." Ye Chang said with certainty: "I am already debugging the ink used in printing, and my sister-in-law will be able to see it then." ”

"Eleven Lang told me about this?" Fang Shi was a little hesitant, she was very smart, Ye Chang mentioned this matter to her, there must be his intention.

"I have a lot of affairs, and someone must preside over this matter, and I must control the paper mill and the printing workshop internally, and I can clear the accounts outside, and no one can do this matter unless my sister-in-law does." Ye Chang said: "Moreover, I am entrusted by my brother to take care of the slave and the little lady, I intend to give the printing workshop to the slave, the paper workshop and the little lady - what do you think?" ”

Fang's was shocked: "How does this make this, this is the brainchild of Eleven Lang, how to give slaves and little girls ......"

"Sister-in-law, what is the difference between the slave and the little lady and my children?" Ye Chang interrupted her: "Besides, it's not that I should stay with them now, I will work with them when they are eighteen years old, and in the past ten years, I will have to bother my sister-in-law to run it for me." ”

"Never...... Don't ...... If it is given to them, you will become your own son. Fang Clan was still refusing, but his tone was somewhat weak.

Ye Changzhi said that she was already moved, so he took the opportunity to say: "Sister-in-law, just rest assured, I can run a paper mill and a printing workshop, and I can afford to run other workshops." With my ability, my sister-in-law is still afraid that I won't be able to make money? ”

Thinking of what Ye Chang said about organizing a football league in the capital, Fang couldn't help but be silent, and after a long time, she sighed: "The talent of the prime minister of Eleven Lang, it's a pity, it's a pity ......"

If she was still the daughter of the princess and the sister of the crown princess, she could have recommended talents to the imperial court, but she had been discouraged by the palace infighting, and she just hoped to live in peace.

She flipped through the paper in her hand, and then she noticed that there was still paper underneath, but the paper was rolled into a roll, only about a palm wide. When Fang touched it, he felt that it was crumpled and very soft, and he couldn't help but be a little curious: "This paper...... What's the use? ”

This kind of paper is obviously not suitable for writing, Fang Shi vaguely felt it in his heart, and after asking, he felt that it was inappropriate.

"Like a toilet." Ye Chang replied seriously: "The toilet chip can be rested." ”

Ordinary people in the Tang Dynasty go to the toilet, using toilet chips made of bamboo and wood chips, and there are also paper, and the high monk Daoxuan in the early Tang Dynasty prohibits the monks from using "text paper" to wipe the filth. Therefore, as soon as Ye Chang said it, Fang's face was slightly red, and he glared at him fiercely.

Ye Chang pretended not to see this.

The two of them knew that in addition to being used in the toilet, this paper could also be used for women's menstrual affairs, but it was already embarrassing to say it in the toilet, and if the other thing was also said, Fang was afraid that he would go away on the spot.

"Just your quirky elf, there are so many tricks!"

Fang Shi glanced at Ye Chang again, and was about to say a few more words to him, when he suddenly heard someone shouting in the distance: "Where is Ye Shiyi Lang, where is Ye Shi Lang?" ”

"Visiting?" Fang had never heard this voice before, and she asked in a low voice.

"I don't know who it is, wait until I go out to see me." Ye Chang vaguely felt that this voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't think of it for a while, so he got up and said.

Living in seclusion in this Wolong Valley, who will disturb his tranquility?