Chapter 250: Falling from the Sky

Heavenly Court, Dongjun couldn't put down the clear jade in front of him, but it was not a clear dinner plate made of jade, and the tender green color was very in line with his aesthetics: "This god of flowers is also magical, and he can even make clever things that are not available in heaven." "After a while, the sons will be born, I don't know if the Hundred Flowers God has any ideas."

For the immortals of the Heavenly Court, there are less than three hundred days left, and the first son 'Guan Zhong' is about to be born, but for the human world, it is more than two hundred years. Dongjun said that for a while, Yun Yao still has to wait for two hundred years, but it can be arranged first, Dongjun can leave a seat for Yun Yao to see which son she is willing to worship as a teacher at that time.

Worshipping the sons as teachers is good for cultivation.

Glancing at the disciple who was eating salted duck eggs beside him, Dongjun couldn't help but shake his head, the disciple was spoiled by Yun Yao, and secretly ran down to bring something to eat from time to time.

Fortunately, in heaven and earth for a year, although Sui Rong is greedy, he will not eat too much, Yun Yao only needs to prepare some sacrifices every year to eat Sui Rong.

"The next time you go down to earth, you tell the god of flowers that you can arrange for her to study with your sons. If she wants, she can leave her a place, but it's better to hurry, because Heavenly Court will be very busy after that, and I can't take care of her. So tell her and make a decision as soon as possible. Dongjun said.

Sui Rong nodded immediately.

Dongjun continued to appreciate porcelain, he liked the feeling of porcelain very much, and he was moved by the transformation of earth. Although Yunyao's craftsmanship is simple, it does not prevent Dongjun from appreciating it: "Although the craftsmanship is bad, it is also attentive." What he admires is not the porcelain itself, but the heart behind it.

Yun Yao didn't know that Dongjun commented that her craftsmanship was bad, and if she knew, she wouldn't care, because she wasn't known for her craftsmanship in the first place. She passed on her craft to the inhabitants of Caiyi, many of whom had grown out of the blue.

Although Yun Yao is a disseminator of craftsmanship, she is definitely not the best craftsman. Because to really improve the craft, it requires the accumulation of repetitive work, and also needs to optimize the ingenious thinking of the labor process, both of which Yunyao does not have. Although she is also working, her labor is mainly to try new inventions, rather than constantly repeating a certain process and improving it.

Repeating the accumulation of experience and improving the craft technology is what the residents of the quarry are doing, and they learn a skill and make a living from it, so that they have the motivation to accumulate and improve.

Yun Yao has to cultivate, manage the mining estate, and invent technology, so there is not enough time.

Aunt Dong held the paper and looked at the sun, and the dazzling sunlight became hazy: "No wonder you said that you can use paper as a window, it does transmit light." "The houses of the Heavenly Court do not need lighting, just like the Dragon Palace, they all have their own light, and only the houses of the mortal world need to rely on the rays of the sun.

"It's mainly used as a carrier for recording words." Yun Yao said: "It can replace bamboo slips." ”

“?” Aunt Dong obviously felt very strange: "Instead of bamboo slips? But the paper is so weak and thin, how can it withstand the carving knife? Apparently she thought that writing on paper was the same as carving on bamboo slips, and using a carving knife.

It's no wonder, because although Yun Yao invented paper, he didn't invent the brush, let alone ink.

"Of course, you can't use a carving knife, you have to use a pen, but I haven't invented it yet. It's like painting on a wall, leaving the colors on the paper instead of carving them on it. ”

Aunt Dong nodded, and compared it to a mural to understand: "Governing the mining is really a profound knowledge." She knew that Yun Yao did so many things for the governance of Caiyi, although she didn't understand it, she also knew that Yun Yao had spent a lot of effort.

"It's a pity that there isn't much paper produced, but fortunately, there isn't much to record now." Yun Yao is still very optimistic, and sometimes she thinks about how happy it is to live in this era without the Four Books and Five Classics, even if there is not so much content in the exam, there is not so much knowledge that needs to be recorded.

It is not so much knowledge as experience, because the current work of writing is mainly about recording the climate and astronomy over many years, day after day, year after year, and then summing up the rules to be used to assist the development of agriculture.

However, it can also be used to record technology, Yun Yao thought that the Three Emperors and Five Emperors recorded such a masterpiece as "The Peasant Technique", and he could also record and sort out a set of "The Craftsman's Technique", so as not to cause the future generations to become more and more serious, resulting in the loss of craftsmanship.

Now that paper has been invented, it is necessary to do something practical. Of course, it can also be used to record poems, accumulate some exam questions for future candidates, and make their own contributions to enriching the content of the exam.

Yun Yao's mind moved, and the paper that had just appeared in front of him actually appeared in the glow, and then turned into a book in the stunned eyes of everyone.

The paper was turned into two books, and it came with the titles "Craftsman Technique" and "Three Thousand Poems".

At this moment, as a traverser, Yun Yao really wanted to ask why Heavenly Dao was like this, it was all her mental activity just now, she didn't open her mouth to make any grand wishes, why was she also recognized by Heavenly Dao? Is that okay too? After that, I can't even think about it?

And how is it "Three Thousand Poems"? Isn't it "Three Hundred Poems", why has it increased tenfold?

"Magic weapon, this is an innate magic weapon?!" The Demon Dance doesn't know what to say, because this is an innate magic weapon made by the Heavenly Dao, and it is still two.

At this time, the two books were turned randomly, and there was a blank on them, obviously Tiandao was flipping the book, which meant that I was going to fill in these two books, don't just think about it, since you think about it, you have to implement it. Tiandao almost opened his mouth to threaten Yun Yao to go to work, and turned the blank book into a loud noise, this is not a hint, this is a clear indication to let Yun Yao fill the book.

To record human technology, it is necessary to fill every piece of paper; and record at least 3,000 verses of the world.

After flipping through, the two books floated quietly in front of Yun Yao, and their strong merits pierced Yun Yao's big eyes. It's a shame that this merit falls on two books, but as a magic weapon, these two books are definitely very strong.

"Heavenly Dao really doesn't suffer losses." Yun Yao knew that when he took over these two magic books, he also took over the work of the Heavenly Dao. But if you don't take it, you can't do it, Yun Yao is really afraid of being targeted by the Heavenly Dao.

Aunt Dong was dumbfounded, and said in a daze: "Paper is in the world, and there is a vision from the sky, it seems that the way of heaven also recognizes that paper will replace bamboo slips." And the God of Hundred Flowers, you shoulder the mission of the Heavenly Dao, and you have to complete the Heavenly Dao mission. "It's the first time I've seen a vision from the sky, and it's the first time I've seen a direct manifestation of the way of heaven."

"I'd rather Heavenly Dao not be so shocked, I really can't stand it." This is not the first time, every time it is so sudden, if she is not given time to prepare mentally, sooner or later she will be scared to death by Tiandao.

"Be cautious, don't dare to be rude to the way of heaven." Aunt Dong Zhengse said: "You can't have nothing to fear because of the destiny of heaven, you must remain humble and be in awe." ”

Yun Yao didn't want to argue, so she could only accept two books and start making brushes, since you have to have a pen to record. The secret path is even more stingy this time, and he doesn't give himself any merit. onclick="hui"