Accepting this female apprentice who was sent to the door, Egger rubbed his eyebrows, there were many things to do, and he was so tired.

Born in a peaceful and prosperous modern world, he grew up with a diet that was not worse than most of the nobles in this world, and his excellent physical fitness made his strength and reaction speed better than many veterans in the defenders of the Great Wall with a little training...... But that's all, in the eyes of the Night's Watch Legion's craftsmen, the clerks, the old, the sick, the sick, and the ordinary savages outside the Cypriots, he may be the backbone of the Rangers, the elite of the elite, but looking at the whole of Westeros, he just has a little more discipline and actual combat experience than the young recruits. The short time of initiation and training—less than a year—and the level of apprenticeship—Alyssa Thorne—can't be made up for by the aura of a traverser and a little cleverness.

Those who have become famous don't mention it, just Ed left Jory, the captain of the guard who looked at Arya, is definitely not an opponent himself.

Fortunately, Arya is still just a little girl with no intentions, and she only needs to use half of her mind to study how to coax her with the right medicine to coax her, and then pretend to teach her some basic sword gripping, standing, moving, and even slashing and blocking skills...... Before she's high enough to realize that she's not really what she thinks, she can trick her into thinking of herself as a trusted best friend, Jon Snow.

Then, if she is not hot for three minutes but really wants to continue to learn swordsmanship in an advanced way, then it is a big deal to find a more suitable person for him to be a swordsmanship teacher. For example, Jia Kun, such as the chief swordsman of the Sea King...... Hey, what the hell is that damn thing called, Leopo Oriva, forget it, don't want that.

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Talking to Arya about teaching her swordsmanship, the two of them left the room, and the empty Night's Watch office except for the tables, chairs, and cupboards was really not having fun, and the girl looked around, and soon fidgeted again.

Fortunately, Eddard Stark soon came back with the original team to take his daughter, judging from the thoughtful expression of the King's Hand, it was obvious that he had "realized" something under the guidance of Little Finger, and if he was allowed to operate step by step like this, Eddard's trust in him would quickly build up step by step, and at that time, it would be too late.

The plan of discord must be carried out as soon as possible, and this must take precedence over everything else.

Today's work is almost over, and after Egg gives Jack a dozen silver deer to buy a few lightweight practice swords, he prepares to close the door and return to the inn to think about how to stir up the relationship between Littlefinger and Eddard.

"Egger!"

Tyrion looked like he had hurried to the office door with Maurice on horseback, climbed off his horse, and walked in.

"I'm about to go back to the hotel, why can't I even wait for this?"

The little devil panted and waved his hand: "Come inside, let's sit and talk." ”

Iger didn't know what was going on, so he followed him with some trepidation, and sat down again where he had sat and talked to Arya, waiting for Tyrion to tell him what had happened.

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After some explanation, the Night's Watch Chief Logistics Officer understood why Tyrion had come to him in a hurry: the paper merchant simply couldn't provide the "stable, cheap, and abundant" paper they needed, and the world of papermaking had not yet appeared!

The books in Westeros were all copied on parchment, and parchment was really made of parchment. As a result, books cost a lot of money, and most of them were on paper, not what Egger and Tyrion had assumed was to pay the scribes!

"To be honest, I also went to find out about this today. Tyrion said apologetically, with his net worth, in the past, all he needed to use paper was to throw a golden dragon to Maurice or Jack and ask him to buy a stack, and the extra money was considered a reward - as for whether a piece of paper was worth a silver deer or two silver deer, what difference did it make to him?

But it wasn't until I got serious and was ready to do something big that I realized that the funds or pocket money that seemed to be quite abundant on weekdays were not fart at all.

And Duke Tywin...... If you don't deduct the amount of your dwarf son, you are already generous, how can you still lend money to yourself to "mess around"?

I was excited to open a factory to print books to spread knowledge and make money by the way, and then found that my money was not even enough to buy paper, and it didn't feel good to be poured cold water.

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"It shouldn't be. Iger frowned suspiciously, Westeros's era was similar to the end of the European Middle Ages, and the art of papermaking should have been passed down long ago...... There is no Celestial Empire in this world, there is no Cai Lun, and there are no Arabs who are porters and disseminators of knowledge, so naturally there will be no paper-making skills to pass on!

Although he figured out the reason, Egger was still a little indignant: Papermaking is not a high-tech thing, and without the people of the Celestial Empire, wouldn't the natives of this world invent it themselves? Hate iron does not become steel, but if you think about it carefully, because the backward concept of "getting by" is prevalent due to the irregular seasons, the rulers and lower-class commoners of this world have little motivation to invent and create...... It seems to be excusable.

"Egger. Tyrion asked him expectantly, "Isn't your hometown technologically advanced, how does Caina make paper?"

"I'm just an adventurer, and the process of picking and making paper has been mature for thousands of years, and it's a commonplace technology, and I can't imagine that there will be a place in the world where paper can't be made. Iger scratched his head depressedly, bullshit prosperity and the budding capitalism, Westeros's backwardness once again refreshed his lower limit of prediction, and the busyness of King's Landing's shops and workshops was just a special phenomenon.

Do you still want to develop papermaking in this world? But my understanding of papermaking is only at the level of popular science, and I really can't be this otherworldly Cai Lun.

"The paper merchant said that there was a young man outside the city who was making paper out of grass, but 'what was made could only be used to wipe his buttocks,' and I was going to take the time to see what was going on. ”

"Use grass to make paper?" Egger was thinking hard about how to break the situation, and his heart moved when he heard this: although he didn't know how to make paper, he also knew that modern paper was actually made of plant fibers after chemical treatment.

Maybe it couldn't, but as long as the direction is right, and then there are scientific research grants smashed into it, it can't and must be done!

"This is good news, in this way, you will take someone to find this young man tomorrow, to see what his idea is to make paper from grass, if you just put the wide blades of grass together and then dry it or something, then there is no development value, but if the grass is mashed and made paper by other means, hire him back, invest dozens or hundreds of gold dragons in it, let him improve the process as soon as possible and select suitable raw materials, in order to make usable paper. ”

"Mashing grass and paper?" Tyrion couldn't understand, but he had developed near-unconditional trust in his adventurer friend over the months, and nodded without hesitation, "Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Optimistically, this is a huge opportunity, replacing hand-copying with printing can reduce the cost of making books by a few percent, but if we take the whole process from paper to book in our own hands, the profits will be amazing!"

"Indeed, in Caina, we call it a complete industrial chain. Egger also realized this, and quickly added when he remembered something: "If you find that young man's idea of making paper is correct, you must bring him here at any cost, sign a confidentiality agreement, and firmly hold the trade secrets in your hands!"

"Full chain, good word!" said Tyrion's otherwise frustrated face with a smile that resurfaced, and things began to get more and more interesting.

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