"Movable type?" , Zhang Fan whispered these five words in his mouth, convinced that he had never heard of this name, and couldn't help but raise his head to look at Du Jun.

"May I ask Master Du, what is living printing?"

Du Jun waved his hand to let Mancang find a quiet place to rest, the matter is big, although Mancang has performed well in the past few months, but the master and servant have been together for a short time, and before the matter is clear, it is necessary to be careful.

Wealth is moving, so it's better not to be tempted.

After leaving the full warehouse, Du Jun borrowed a paper cutter, a piece of paper and a little ink from the shopkeeper Zhang, and then said in a serious voice, "Shopkeeper Zhang, are you credible?" ”

Zhang Fan's nose was almost crooked, come on, you came and went, you didn't do anything serious, so you gave me such a sentence, why don't you go to heaven.

Facing the shopkeeper Zhang's blue face, Du Jun frowned and folded her fingers, in fact, she was also very embarrassed.

When Du Jun planned the Ministry of Education on the farm, he wanted to put out the living printing technology.

At that time, you will be able to print whatever you want, print as much as you want, and you will be able to control everything.

Unfortunately, printing is not so easy to get.

First of all, you have to have a carving master, you have to live a good life, and you have to be loyal and reliable, how can such a person be easy to find?

Shinong industry and commerce, don't look at the ranking of craftsmen is lower than farmers, in fact, the life of craftsmen is much better than that of farmers who dig in the soil, isn't there such an old saying, a skill in hand, food and clothing do not worry.

Engraving is also a craft, and it is also a very demanding craft, and the disciples who teach it require spirituality, understanding, and patience.

The craftsmen who possess this craft often come from inheritance, from father to son, son to grandson, either accumulate family wealth to become a small merchant, or are co-opted by dignitaries and become servants who do things for them.

Secondly, you have to have a paper source and a sales channel, otherwise you still have to make wedding clothes for others.

Papermaking and movable type printing are both among the four great inventions of China, but the degree of difficulty is not the same.

For example, if movable type printing is at the level of the first grade of elementary school, then papermaking is at the level of graduating from university.

Especially for a scumbag like Du Jun, who didn't study too hard, he could still draw a scoop according to his impression of printing, while papermaking was completely wasted, and his impression was only known to be a mixture of fishing nets, wood pulp and straw plus a few unknown things.

As for the proportion, temperature, hehe, the ghost knows!

After thinking about it a few times, no matter how unwilling he was, Du Jun had to suppress the impulsive little flame in his heart.

She is not short of money, but if she steals a few more rich people, the problem of money will be solved.

But now, Du Jun's thoughts have changed again and again.

Everyone in the world knows that reading is expensive, but they don't know that pen, ink, paper, and inkstone can find some cheap, but books are too scarce, and the price is always high.

Looking at these expensive books that were transcribed by others, Du Jun even thought badly that if a scumbag like her accidentally transcribed a few words, it would really become a disaster, not one person, but several generations.

The difference is not necessarily a thousand miles.

And the reason why he chose the shopkeeper Zhang now also has several considerations from Du Jun.

Zhang's shopkeeper has been running a bookstore for many years and has a certain network and experience, which is one of them.

Second, the shopkeeper Zhang and Song Jiang knew each other in Weimo, appreciated each other, and became a pair of old friends, Du Jun believed that Song Jiang's vision, and the character of the person he liked would not be too bad.

Third, behind the shopkeeper Zhang, there are also people from the Zhang clan in Mingyuan, although his family is not first-class, but it is not bad, at least it is much stronger than Du Jun.

In fact, Du Jun also considered handing over the live printing request to the Song Mansion to operate, after all, it was Song Jiang's own family, but after a few side knocks, Du Jun still lost his mind.

Her cheap father-in-law is a bad guy, and if he gets a letter on the front foot, he can sell her on the back foot.

The risks are too great to outweigh the losses.

"The old man can't be trusted, and the owner of Du Zhuang doesn't know?"

Zhang Fan didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically with a gloomy face.

Uh, don't people really know, it's not the roundworm in your stomach, the villain in Du Jun's heart pouted, his fingers were interlocked, and he looked resentful.

No matter what you think in your heart, you have to go down the drain of the fried choking donkey in front of you.

He smiled embarrassedly, "What kind of old man is there, in my eyes, the shopkeeper Zhang looks like he is in his early twenties, not much older than my father-in-law." ”

Open your eyes and tell nonsense, but your ability has risen.

Zhang Fan glanced at Du Jun, "What kind of three-year-old child are you when you are the old man, and you can be coaxed by a few good words?" ”

Du Jun hurriedly waved his hand, "No, no, people are telling the truth." ”

Zhang Fan snorted, gave Du Jun an expression of "believe in you to have a ghost", and urged: "Don't think about him, if you don't talk about being ugly today, don't blame the old man for turning his face and being ruthless, and go to your house Song Jiang theory." ”

You old man, kick your nose in the face, it's not endless, isn't it?

Du Jun didn't say anything more, and snorted in his heart, you wait, and slap your face with facts for a while, so that you have nothing to say.

I didn't have a good anger and pulled out a radish casually, and the paper cutter turned around, and the knife fell and cut into several sections.

Then select a section and put it on the desktop, start work left and right, and the paper cutter brush brush is sharpening.

Seeing that a few pieces of radish were ruined in Du Jun's hands, Zhang Fan frowned, and tilted his body back imperceptibly, trying to stay away from the woman with the knife.

I always feel like things are a little weird.

First inexplicable gibberish, and then cut a good radish into this ghostly shape, is it possible...... In this blue sky, the little lady of the Du family is on the ghost?

No, I have to talk to Song Jiang about this, and find a Taoist priest to exorcise evil as soon as possible another day.

How did Du Jun know that her performance would be misinterpreted as evil in the eyes of Shopkeeper Zhang, otherwise, she would definitely roll her eyes and laugh three times.

Obsessed! Why don't you say you won the lottery!

Day by day, they don't expect me to order well.

The texture of the radish is extremely brittle, and the paper cutter is not easy to use, Du Jun spent half an hour and wasted four or five radishes before he could make two more satisfactory works.

After a long sigh of relief, he noticed that there were broken radishes on the desktop floor, Du Jun smiled wryly, ignored the iron-green face of the shopkeeper Zhang, and pulled all the radish pieces on the table to the ground with a wave of his hand.

"I'll let the warehouse clean up in a while, and I'll show you this first."

As he spoke, Du Jun picked up the two satisfactory works, dipped them in ink, snapped them twice, and printed two crooked words on a piece of white paper, my lord!

Surprised?

Not surprised?

Before Du Jun could start to invite credit, Zhang Fan's face was gloomy, he could almost drip water, pointing at those two words, his angry fingers trembled, and he shouted in a long voice, "This...... This is what you told me about living printing? ”

Belch? That's not how the script was written, it should have rushed out and shouted, "Du Jun, you are a genius!" Why did you temporarily change it to a middle-aged beautiful uncle trembling all over his body and going crazy?

Director, you actually changed the screenwriter!

Du Jun looked confused.

Chapter ...... Brother Zhang, don't ...... Excited, let's say something well. ”

"! You're a liar! ”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Still living printing, I think you're tired of being crooked. casually found a reason, and the old man who played was in a circle, which was really ...... It's tolerable, it's unbearable. I used to think that you were a loyal person, but I didn't expect that, I didn't expect you to be such a person. ”

The speed of speech was urgent and fast, like a machine gun, and before Du Jun could react, Zhang Fan waved his palm, and slapped it directly on the table with a snap, and then raised his arm, his eyes showed a fierce light.

"Get out! Don't set foot in my Tianyuan Book Pavilion again. ”

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