Chapter 82: This lord is a little bit

"You might as well call it Chuhou paper!"

"No need, Marquis Cai served as a eunuch, and his life was made famous by being a marquis, I am neither a prince nor a eunuch, wouldn't it be a joke to compete with such a false name?"

Chu Feng waved his hand, not caring at all.

Lu Su and Liu Ye were ashamed, pattern, pattern, other princes were afraid that their advantages would not be widely spread, so they specially sent people to publicize them everywhere!

It's good to be the boss, disdainful!

The pattern is big, the ambition is high, and the back is unforgettable!

"In this way, I will call him Shouchun rice paper, named after the land, so that everyone in the world will know that this paper is made under my rule." Chu Feng added.

"The lord is wise!" The two of them walked together.

"Oh yes, find all the archaeological books of all dynasties and dynasties, and find someone to be responsible for exploring the authenticity, I let people print thousands of copies to pass on to the world, and the civilizations of the past dynasties should not be lost!"

Chu Feng said loudly.

There are too few slips handed down from generation to generation, all rely on copying, and the family is mostly monopolized, and if you want to read some ancient books, you even need to borrow some from the east and borrow some from the west, which is very annoying.

"This ...... My lord, there are so many ancient books, when you count them in a car, so many ancient books, it takes a long time to transcribe them once, not to mention thousands of times, wouldn't it be in vain! ”

Lu Su hurriedly said.

"Transcription is naturally time-consuming and labor-intensive, but if it is printed, it should be more than 100 times faster!" Chu Feng didn't think so, when he sent papermaking over he naturally thought of printing.

Among the four major inventions, the one that does not need to be operated the least, as long as the wit moves, this thing is actually available in the Han Dynasty, and the jade seal of the country is also considered to be printed.

However, due to the quality of paper in the Han Dynasty, and no one thought of printing Chinese characters, printing technology was postponed until the Tang Dynasty.

Blame it only on the chaos of the middle dynasty!

"Printing?" When the two of them heard the voice, they both squinted and pondered, both of them are talents of the world, and they are by no means fools, which literally makes the two of them thoughtful, after all, there are many seals.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see, I don't know if it's done!" Before leaving, Chu Feng asked Li Bo to reward everyone, and explained the details,

Only then did Chu Feng go to the craftsman camp.

Liu Ye and Lu Su followed their eldest brother out to see the world with their eldest brother who had never seen the world, and to be honest, the things here really opened their eyes.

It didn't take long for the artisan camp to be in a corner.

Because the urgency of movable type printing was not high, Chu Feng did not ask many people to work overtime to do it, and there were about thirty people in this courtyard.

All bow their heads and carve the Chinese characters in their hands,

Looking at the blocky Chinese characters, the corners of Liu Ye and Lu Su's eyes narrowed slightly, as if they had thought of something, and as if they hadn't thought of anything, they looked at Chu Feng with blank eyes.

The person in charge of carving was an old man, and when he saw Chu Feng's sudden visit, he was a little nervous and hurriedly got up and said, "Lord, forgive the grass people for being stupid, they haven't carved yet!" ”

"I'll just come and see, how many have you carved?" Chu Feng raised his hand.

"Lord, there are only two or three literate people among the craftsmen, and most craftsmen can only carve less than twenty Chinese characters a day, plus some carved mistakes, the speed is not fast!"

The old man sighed a little.

"And how many carvings are there now?" Chu Feng stepped forward and picked up a small piece of wood, looked it up and down and asked.

"In half a month, about 7,000 were carved, all over there!" The old man said with a little shame, because this speed is not fast, it can only be said that they are still hand-owned.

Chu Feng looked at the dense blocks, stepped forward to play with them, and the carving was quite fine, and immediately asked, "Have you tried the printing effect?" ”

"Haven't tried it yet!" The old man replied.

"Zi Jing, Zi Yang, this is movable type printing, you can put this piece of movable type into the edition, you can print it, so that the ancient books of the past dynasties can be better preserved."

"At that time, books from all over the world can be widely printed, sold or gifted, so that the past history will never be lost, and the civilizations of all dynasties and dynasties can be preserved."

Chu Feng said very solemnly.

The historical materials of the Han Dynasty have been well preserved, but there are still many historical books that have been lost, which is heart-wrenching. In Chu Feng's view, movable type printing is not profitable, but we have to have it.

The two sighed, the lord has been ashamed of himself throughout the ages, and this kind of movable type printing will be a historical item, but it is all in the hands of Chu Feng.

The more they looked at Chu Feng, the more mysterious they became, and it was the luck of three lives to serve such a master.

"Come, you two accompany me to record this historic moment." Chu Fenglang said with a smile.

Liu Ye and Lusu were in high spirits and hurriedly promised that this would be a historic moment and would go down in history, and the two of them would also become witnesses.

"My lord, there are so many words, what is the print? Or maybe sort randomly and try the effect? Lu Su couldn't help asking, after all, how long would it take to find so many words in the article?

"Of course, don't sort randomly!"

Chu Feng waved his hand, he knew that movable type printing should also be equipped with the most critical, alphabetical order, so that he could find the corresponding text faster and better.

"But my lord, how much manpower does it take to find dozens of characters in these thousands of words?" Lu Su frowned, the disadvantages of this thing are too obvious!

"Text classification!" Chu Feng finished speaking: "All the literate people in the camp shouted, and they will be sorted with me later." ”

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he drew twenty-six circles on the ground, in order and with the corresponding initials and numbers written next to them, pinyin can be said to be an extremely critical thing for human literacy.

"Lord, this is ......"

Lu Su and Liu Ye were a little dazed, they had never heard of these things, how to classify the text? The two of them call themselves wise men, but in front of Chu Feng,

They feel a little retarded.

Reading poetry and books is useless, they can't keep up with Chu Feng's thinking at all, these strange things, if they were them, they would definitely not be able to think of them.

"Sort first, talk about it later!"

"You go and get the Chinese characters over there, tell me what they are called, and then place them in the position I said, move quickly, and don't make mistakes."

Chu Feng said solemnly.

There are a total of six people, including Liu Ye and Lu Su, all of whom are ready for battle.

"Alright, let's get started!"

Then, everyone read the words one after another, and then placed them according to Chu Feng's request, and this process was extremely boring, and Chu Feng's voice was slightly hoarse.

For more than an hour, thousands of characters were classified according to pinyin, and Chu Feng drank warm water to moisten his throat, but Liu Ye and Lu Su were still puzzled.

"My lord, is that okay?" Lu Su couldn't help but ask when he saw Chu Feng's oath.

"Naturally, after sorting, find out the characters you need, at most a cup of tea." Chu Feng is very confident, mainly because Pinyin is too dick.

"A cup of tea?"

Liu Ye Lusu's eyes lit up.

Seven thousand characters to find the characters you need, and it only takes one cup of tea?

"Lord, why don't we print the Book of Poetry?"

"No, if it's a historic moment, why do you need to transcribe someone else's work? Why don't I compose a poem! Chu Feng waved his hand, and then fell into deep thought.

Liu Ye Lusu was even more dazed, and said with a confused expression: "Write poems on the spot? Lord, would you still do this? ”

Erudite and talented are not enough to describe Chu Feng, right?

"Know a little bit about it!" Chu Feng cleared his throat, and slandered in his heart: he backed the eight masters of the Tang and Song dynasties, the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, and Li Du, although he couldn't remember everything,

But it's not difficult to copy a random one,

But since it's on display, it has to have a pattern.

After pondering for a long time, Chu Feng suddenly remembered an ancient poem, which made him look solemn, and said in a heavy voice:

"Plant a grain of millet in the spring, and harvest 10,000 seeds in the autumn."

"There is no idle land in the four seas, and the people are still starving to death."