He began to write letters with his gray bamboo paper, as a new invention, printing technology can be put away first, but the paper must be sold first.

Bran accurately calculated, the current price of such a piece of gray bamboo paper, can be 50% cheaper than Oriental paper, 10% cheaper than Peninsula paper, if the technology progresses, and the gray forest area at the foot of the Alps, all his territory, can be more cost-effective.

"Friend, you can't imagine how excited I am to write this letter, and I must say that it should be like the spectators who watched the play when they saw St. Peter reincarnate, when the Holy Hand touched my head, or when 'Moses parted into the sea...... A great invention is in my hands, and the speed of knowledge will be renewed, and we can invest greatly, first in the peninsula, then in the Mediterranean, in the Franks, in the north, and even if you hate wealth, it will not bother you, and fill your treasury and bed...... Come to Rome and join me, and if you don't, send an agent......"

That night, Bran laughed incessantly, and for this reason he even wrote a letter to the Knights to take leave, to concentrate on preparing for the sale of paper.

With Florence as the main base, the first step to promote paper is to establish a good relationship with the clergy.

Bran intends to operate the "upper route"

The Papal State itself is the largest "importer" of the Bright World, and by meeting the cardinals directly and convincing them to adopt this paper, it will not be too difficult for them to occupy a large share of the market.

If this kind of paper can be made in large quantities, it will have a certain impact on the price of leather paper, and even the price of sheep.

With this letter, Bran sent a trusted servant back to the Consulate's residence in Florence as quickly as possible.

When Albert, who was far away, got the letter, he was dealing with a commercial dispute, and he didn't look up, but immediately asked the servant, "What did your master say?" ”

"Just say 'must see.'"

When Albert heard these two words and answered, he asked him to bring the letter and open it for his own viewing.

"Your master is very happy, his habit, when he writes, hardly uses so many similar words of praise on the same page."

Hu Cong shook his head to indicate that he did not know.

"You go down and rest first, I'll tell you later."

"Yes."

After leaving, Albert summoned a carriage and rushed home to see his grandmother, Mrs. Meghan.

Megan is busy with Albert and Liana's marriage, and there are many people in the house, including tailors, musicians, and goldsmiths, all of whom are related to the wedding.

Albert went into the study with his grandmother and took out the letter.

"What's Bran's new idea?" Megan took the paper as she spoke.

Mrs. Meghan took a look at the printed paper, and it was immediately discovered that something extraordinary.

"Grandmother, look at this clean, smooth stroke, the person who copied this paper can be called a master."

"It's Bran's work."

"He's got this level of copying skills?"

"Grandmother, to be precise, is made of a machine that can copy quickly."

Mrs. Meghan read the letter and finally understood it.

"Perfect, flawless, you go to Rome to find him right away."

"And the wedding?"

"It's not a big problem to delay for a few days. By the way, you should contact the local Archbishop of Torrean and ask him for a letter in person, and when you arrive in Rome, go to his upper cardinals......"

They talked for a long time, until the servant asked twice if they would bring tea in, and the grandfather and grandson stopped.

The maid who delivered the tea was named "Monica", young and charming, like a newly blooming rose, and the man in front of her was the flower picker.

When she brought the tea in, she carefully served it to Mrs. Meghan first, and when the second cup was served, Albert took the opportunity to pinch the back of her hand, which made her frown slightly, and the little complaining eyes made Albert want to grasp her even more.

In order to fulfill the duties of the husband and practice the skills.

A few days ago, Monica slept with Albert with the permission and instructions of his wife, so that Albert could experience warm and beautiful feelings, and Monica's flattery made him proud and confident.

He is now as tall as Bran, equipped with a sword and riding a horse every day, entering the Great Commercial Hall under the protection of the guards, the people worship him, and he also has a knack for dealing with cold numbers and official documents.

He believed that Bran would be amazed at his leadership qualities when he saw him......

That night, when Albert was done with his business, his grandmother had already slept, and he chose a room that was only one-tenth the size of his bedroom, which was Monica's bedroom.

Two hours later, the two were lying in bed, laughing from time to time.

The young consul doesn't know if it's "love" or not, but he really needs Monica right now, and when he's not busy with business, he always wants to be with her.

"Will you ever love me for the rest of your life? Excellency. ”

With Liana and Albert's marriage approaching, Monica has asked Albert three times this month about her place in his heart, but this time it was more direct.

"Of course."

Albert replied neatly, but couldn't help but wonder if the woman he thought about the most before was Liana, but now it was Monica, and if there were other women in the future, would the person he was worried about change again...... Is he a heartless bastard?

Monica interrupted his thoughts and said angrily, "I want to go on a pilgrimage to Rome with you, and I heard that if I go, I will get good luck." ”

"It's not a pilgrimage, it's about business."

"Take me there."

"But if only my grandmother knew ......"

"I've been in the mansion for seven years and have hardly been back, and tomorrow, I'll find a reason to take a leave of absence and go home."

"You've mastered riding?"

"If I want to ride slowly, it's not a big problem."

By becoming the consul's lover, Monica's status in the mansion was much higher, and three months ago, she began to learn from the noble lady to get into the foal, and now she is also a beginner in horsemanship.

Early the next morning, Albert did not reply to the letter, but set off directly, and took a city guard full of riders to the city of Rome quickly.

Bran had been waiting for him, and even to sleep was thinking about how to improve the paper and the machine.

After entering the checkpoint of the city of Rome, Albert, in order to avoid being so conspicuous, got a carriage and dismantled the people into three strands to follow.

Hu Cong led the way, and in an ordinary courtyard, he saw Bran standing at the door, biting on the wood frankincense.

Still hasn't changed much, except for height.

Albert also dug into his pocket, took out the same thing and bit it, eating it because he was under Bran's influence.

It can refresh the mind, but Bran is sick because of the pain, and he enjoys the fragrant fragrance in his mouth.

"Fat."

After the hug, Albert smiled.

"It's high."

Bran gestured his hand, and the two were now at the same height.

"This place is too small, and it's inconvenient for carriages to park in, are you used to living? After the fall of the Pavey Chamber of Commerce, their inheritance in Rome was taken over by our Quake family, and I have a house in another town, which I will vacate for you if you want. ”