Haaland Delenlos is a scholar at Madagarh College, 56 years old, single, living an ordinary life, achieving nothing in his life, and his only interest is to read and study.

This year's morning was really a little cold, and Harlan thought about it, although he was really reluctant to give it up, he still added the thickest winter coat to his body. This dress has been with him for six years and is his thickest winter coat. It's a pity that I've been wearing it for a long time, and I've washed it too many times, and I'm already in tatters, so I don't know if I can accompany him through next winter.

It's not that he doesn't want to sew new pieces, but Harlan can't do anything but read, and the copying work he takes in the library is almost enough to make ends meet, and there is no extra money left.

When I arrived at the library, I suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

At this time, there are not too many people in the library most of the time, and it will be more in the afternoon, but today there are surprisingly many people. And instead of quietly burying their heads in a book as usual, they held an object, and their eyes looked at it for a while, and then at themselves.

This thing Harlan knows, it's called paper. It was first brought to Madagarh by merchants in Zion, the imperial capital of Cheng'an last year. It was then re-introduced in the legendary Orsen Manor, which was also brought to Madagarh by caravanserans. Compared to what Zion brings, the price is much cheaper due to the lack of long-distance shipping costs.

The first time he saw it, Harlan was shocked, and he almost realized that there was going to be a revolution in the traditional way of recording knowledge. Because compared with the original leather roll, in addition to being more fragile, paper has all the advantages that can replace it, such as lighter, easier to collect, easier to carry, easier to write, in the same case of drying, it is less likely to mold, and there is no terrible smell of leather.

Compared with the leather roll, it is clearly superior! All kinds of advantages are summed up, and the leather roll appears to be seriously unsuitable and inferior.

Soon, however, Harran found that what he had realized was understood by others, and those who knew the merits of paper were fully aware of its significance. Soon, paper was quickly acquired by the nobility and academies, and its price rose again and again, and soon it was no longer affordable for commoners like themselves. Harran then realized that paper belonged only to the nobility and above, and was used to transcribe all kinds of important documents or make smaller and easier magic scrolls to carry, and he could only look at it and sigh.

Even the public library had only a small amount of paper to read, and the only particularly important books were re-copied and bound together. Harlan thus wrote on paper and saw how smoothly it went. Compared to a leather scroll, writing on it is simply a pleasure.

I remember that time, the curator told me not to break the paper when copying, and its price was as high as two gold coins, forty-seven silver, and six bronze! Therefore, Harlan is dissatisfied with the two major shortcomings of paper, one is that it is easy to break, and the other is that it is too expensive. Then, ten days ago, a young man with a thief head and a thief came here and handed out a few pieces of paper, saying what kind of essay it was. Harlan carefully used one and kept the rest as a treasure. What he wants to have most now is this kind of paper, the more the better. And the pen that the young man asked him to use that day, the writing feel is really good, it is estimated that it will cost hundreds of gold coins when it arrives, right?

But it's a bit strange today, and there are quite a few people holding it in their hands, either reading it alone, or several together, all looking at the paper.

Harran paid attention to it, and there were dense words written on the big piece of paper, and there was a ha picture on the other side, which looked very exquisite, but he didn't know what the content was.

"Harran!"

"What's the matter?" Harran turned to see that it was the Administrator calling him.

"Here, I'll give you a copy of today's newspaper!"

"Send me?" said Harlan. The word delivery refers to a large number of things piled together and sent out on a large scale. Isn't this thing ridiculously expensive, how can you give it away casually?

"Yes!" the man laughed, "I happened to see them delivering newspapers when I went out, and I was clever enough to take four of them in one go, and then the new rules came down, and one person could only take one." Wow haha! Good thing my brain is spinning fast. ”

"Newspapers?"

"Yes, something new. Come on, here you go, read it, it's interesting. Especially you, I am sure that I will be very happy after reading it. ”

"It's expensive. Who's delivering it?" Harran hesitated to take it, at the original price, the area of this piece of paper, I'm afraid it could be worth several gold coins, and he couldn't afford to pay it back.

"The people of the Penoch Chamber of Commerce. You also know that everything new in Madagarh is in their hands. I don't know why, but I saw them delivering as soon as I went out in the morning, and it was said that the next issue of the newspaper would only cost a silver coin. A silver coin! Even you and I can afford it. I guess they might have somehow connected with Orson Manor, and the paper must have come from there, and the purchase price was very cheap. That's a good thing, maybe we can afford cheap paper in the future. Come, take it, and wait until you see it to make sure you rejoice. ”

"Oh?" Although he didn't believe that paper could really enter a civilian home, there was something new to read, and Harlan was already happy, took the newspaper and began to read. He happened to read the version with the ha picture, and it felt quite familiar, and after a while, he realized that the content seemed to come from a scholar he knew, as if he usually stayed in this library.

After reading a few lines, someone suddenly touched him and asked, "Are you Harlan?"

Harlan nodded blankly.

The man shook the newspaper in his hand, pointed to an article called "Legend of the Warrior" and asked him, "Is it you who wrote this and called Harran?"

Harlan was stunned, and hurriedly flipped through the newspaper in his hand to find the one he said. Hey, I really wrote it myself. I couldn't help but laugh and said, "It's me." Oh, come to my senses, someone came to ask for an essay that day, and that's what I wrote. Hehe, I had a dream of being a brave man when I was a child, but when I grew up, I couldn't do combat skills or magic, so I had to be a scholar. On that day, someone called me to write, so I imagined the protagonist as myself and wrote this "Legend of the Warrior". ”

The man looked Harlan up and down a few times, and suddenly said enthusiastically: "Amazing!

At this time, people also surrounded him and asked, "You are Harlan who wrote "The Legend of the Warriors"?"

Some people laughed out loud after being surprised: "It's so blood-warming***, I thought it was a young man, and I was an old man for a long time." ”

Harlan nodded with a smile.

Then the people were happy, and they praised Haran, saying that the story was interesting, and asked him to continue writing it, and to buy the newspaper and continue reading it tomorrow.

"So you're Harlan. ”

"Hey, Harlan, I really don't see it, I have a hand!"

"Come on, Harlan, write more wonderfully tomorrow. ”

"Harran, who did the warrior know when he left the village? Why didn't the girl who grew up with the warrior go out with him? Doesn't this girl know the skills of a priest? The warrior and the priest are on an adventure side by side, and they are just the right match. ”

"Harlan, all right! Usually silent and silent, but the story he writes is so wonderful. Keep writing, I'll wait and see. I'll buy a new issue of the newspaper tomorrow for your story! Anyway, it's only a silver coin, and I can still afford it. ”

As Harran listened, he couldn't help but thank him in all directions for the compliments he had received, and an indescribable pride suddenly rose in his heart. I wrote this story myself, and it turns out that so many people like to read it. Tomorrow he will continue to work on it and write it better.

"Excuse me, who is Lord Harlan?" suddenly a new voice added.

"I am. Harran replied, proud and full-footed, and his voice was louder than before, adding a little more brilliance to his face.

"Hello, Lord Harlan. I'm Karl, a worker from the Penoch Chamber of Commerce, and this is five gold coins, please keep it. ”

Harlan was stunned, looking at the golden gold coins, not knowing whether to reach out or not, and asked hesitantly, "Five gold coins?"

"Yes, please sign for it. The young man named Carl took out a booklet made of paper and said, "After receiving the five gold coins, please sign on this, indicating that you have signed for it, and I will go back to pay the errand." ”

Harlan still felt like in a dream: "What name did you really give me?"

"Oh, yes. Karl explained, "Your Tales of the Warriors was included in our daily newspaper Madagarh, and this is a fee paid to you, a gold coin. Since your work is excellent and the content is wonderful, pay an extra gold coin. The other three coins are the cost of signing with you for the rest of the story. If you don't want to write, then it's this hardware, and if you keep writing until you finish the story, we'll end up with a gold coin for each part. ”

Harlan was surprised and delighted to take the five gold coins. Five gold coins! That's a lot! It only cost him eighty silver coins to make a new winter coat! That's enough to make six pieces, and there's still left!

"Please sign. ”

Harlan was dazed and wrote his name in the place designated in Karl's booklet, and it always felt like a pie in the world, and it was smashing on his head, so that he couldn't tell the difference between east and west, and he was so happy that he almost forgot what his name was.

"Alright. Carl put away his pen and said with a smile: "If you have any other stories or articles to write, you can drop them off at 53 Parisbourg Street, and we will charge them at a quality price." He turned around and asked, "Excuse me, who is Strauss?"

The administrator paused for a moment, "He didn't come, I'm on duty today, and it's him the day after tomorrow." ”

"Oh, please inform him. He has a gold coin and ten silver coins waiting to be paid by me. Karl smiled and left.

The caretaker on duty today was dissatisfied, and said, "I'll just say that the name Strauss is so familiar, it turns out to be Strauss from the library." This "The Origin of the Naga" with all the pictures and texts was actually made up by him! No, I will write and draw pictures of Ha too! If he writes Naga, I will write about the dwarves! I know the history of the dwarves well! I will also write and submit the manuscript in a while! That big tyrant nerd is fine, why can't I do it? Tut-tut, a gold coin!"

Everyone was touched, and they were thinking for a while, it turns out that writing can also make money, and we are also very good at reading and writing. Yes, I'll try it too!

The craze for creation was instantly stimulated, and everyone was excited for a while, and they all wanted to try it. And Harlan, still pinching that five-dollar giggle, thinking about what he should buy with it, and how to write the story of "Legend of the Warrior" for a while, his brain is about to explode.