In the end, the papermaking workshop recruited more than 50 people, which was also the first step for their fledgling "small workshop".

Jiang Zhiyue has also lived in this Guhuai Village for so many months, and the selected ones are naturally in contact with each other, and there is no big problem with their character.

When such a large workshop is built, it is naturally impossible not to alarm others.

Those who have mastered the papermaking technology did not take Jiang Zhiyue's workshop seriously at all.

After all, they think that this paper-making method is in their hands, and it is impossible for others to come up with it easily even if they want to break their brains.

The ancient papermaking process was very complicated, and even if Jiang Zhiyue's methods had been refined a lot, it still took more than three months for the first batch of paper to be made.

"I'll count to three, and we'll all work together!"

Zhang and Sun stood aside and said to the workers.

Jiang Zhiyue stood in an open space out of the way, also witnessing this scene.

"Three, two, one, up!"

Around a large square wooden trough, several workers stood on each side, and when they had shouted, they all lifted the wooden frame in the trough with which the mesh had been filled.

In addition to Zhang and Sun and the workers who were carrying the wooden frame, there were other workers who had not done any work in their hands, and everyone cheered when they saw their success.

"It's done!! it's done."

There was a lively atmosphere in the paper workshop, and everyone hurriedly dried up the freshly fished paper on the shelves that had been prepared.

The big guys all looked at Jiang Zhiyue with a smile and said happily, "Little boss, what do you look like?" There was no need for him to remind her, Jiang Zhiyue had already gone to the drying place to take a look.

She is very pleased with the results of these days.

As soon as she was happy, so did the workers in the paper workshop.

Why?

Because Jiang Zhiyue is happy, she will give them a bonus!

Sure enough, Jiang Zhiyue directly waved her hand; "Very well done, add 100 yuan per person this month."

The villagers who worked in the workshop were all smiling and saying thank you to the little owner.

The paper taken out of the pulp water needs to be dried for several days, and many new papers are continuously fished out for further drying during these days.

Jiang Zhiyue was still not satisfied, she hadn't forgotten what her original intention was to build the paper workshop.

It is to make toilet paper that can be used every day!

However, the technology of this era is not sophisticated, and it is not easy to make toilet paper for future generations.

After the papermaking workshop started, Jiang Zhiyue asked the people from the General's Mansion to help search for a few craftsmen who had studied this matter and sent them to Guhuai Village.

Jiang Zhiyue gave them some pointers according to what they remembered, and also took out a few sections of toilet paper from the afterlife for them to see.

It's just that more than three months have passed, and there is still no specific clue to be studied.

The products that have been tested several times are rough and inferior, and they can't even be molded.

Jiang Zhiyue simply bought another piece of land near the papermaking workshop and built a few houses for them to study on their own.

A few days later, all the paper that had been dried had been successful.

Workers in the workshop cut large sheets of paper and stacked them together.

Jiang Zhiyue compared the rice paper bought from the bookstore in the town, the quality was almost the same, but their cost was lower, if they were to sell it in the bookstore, they would definitely sell better than the same quality rice paper.

Jiang Zhiyue also discussed with Liang Wuyao and Liang Wuji, the brothers, that the bookstore and a small bookstore under the name of the general's mansion would be the only two merchants who sold the paper they made.

The bookstore in the General's Mansion is Zhou Wei's wife, but the business is not very good, so it has not been run much.

And why Jiang Zhiyue chose not to come to the bookstore, naturally because she knew that the owner behind this bookstore was Ou Yangming.

If you have money, you naturally have to bring your family to earn it together.

Yes, Jiang Zhiyue has already drawn Ouyang Ming

It is divided into the ranks of its own family. In the past four months, Ou Yangming has also been moving.

According to the memories in his dream, he had subdued many credible and capable subordinates, and quickly gathered a group of nearly 1,000 subordinates.

Those people were all hidden by Ou Yangming in the depths of the mountain range behind Guhuai Village.

It takes a lot of silver to raise so many people, so Ou Yangming is very short of money.

No matter how busy he is, he will come to Jiang's house every once in a while and stay for two days before leaving.

On this day, it was the day when the town school was closed, and in the evening, Jiang Yuchao and a few boys came back, and his face was a little heavy.

Looking at the few people whose faces were not quite right, Mrs. Jiang asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yuchao answered, "When I came back from the town today, I saw a notice that the government had started looking for people again."

Mrs. Jiang said indifferently: "If you are looking for someone, you can find someone, not long after this famine, it is normal to find relatives and friends."

Jiang Yuchao shook his head and said, "It's a notice to find the prince of An'an again."

"That's none of our business.

Mrs. Jiang's words came to an abrupt end, isn't this Prince An of the world, isn't it Xiao Ming?!!!

After so long, they knew why Ou Yangming was reluctant to follow those officials who were looking for him back to Beijing, and they also knew that his family was under house arrest in the capital.

Ou Yangming is so busy every day now, and the Jiang family automatically makes up for it that he wants to find a way to save his family.

If he is found, he will also be placed under house arrest.

The Jiang family regarded Ou Yangming as family, and naturally they didn't want to see such a result happen.

Old Man Jiang suddenly asked, "Didn't everyone outside think that Xiao Ming was dead, why did they find someone again?"

Jiang Yuchao had no way to answer this question.

San Lang frowned and asked worriedly, "Brother Ming also promised me to let me follow him when I was admitted to Xiucai, so if he is arrested and sent to the capital, I won't be able to follow him."

Ou Yangming said that when San Lang was admitted to Xiucai, he would take him with him for training, which he said a few days ago.

San Lang couldn't read anymore, and felt that it was good to follow Ou Yangming like Li Wen and Li Da. He has seen the skills of the two of them, and they are also first-class and powerful.

So San Lang asked Ou Yangming if he could follow him.

Ou Yangming didn't dare to agree, if it was because he agreed that San Lang became illiterate, Jiang Zhiyue didn't know how to annoy him.

So Ou Yangming said that he could only be qualified to follow him after he was admitted to Xiucai.

Recently, Saburo has been studying hard, just so that he can get the recommendation of the master of the school before the start of the college exam, so that he can have a chance to take the exam.

How could he have imagined that such an accident could occur.

Jiang Zhiyue also didn't know about this, because Ou Yangming hadn't come to Guhuai Village for a long time recently, and he hadn't asked Li Da or Li Wen to send her any news.

When everyone was silent, there was a knock on the door of Jiang's house.

Jiang Zhiyue seemed to feel something, and hurriedly stood up and went to open the door.