Dongjun, Cangting School, on the high platform of the School Square, Fang Guangyan and the new rules of the school, said what he said to Xu Shu outside the school just now, to the two hundred students in this place.

He originally thought that the middle school students must be in an uproar and wonder why the students who are full of truth and articles should be similar to the craftsmen and woodcutters.

At a glance, there were two hundred students, but all of them had clear eyes, all of them trusted him, and none of them had the slightest doubt.

The students of Kurateitsu School are all children of ordinary people, clothed and black-skinned, and 200 people listen to Mr. Teach, and there is no cough and wheezing. It seems that the middle song of Cao Ying's army is like a song, without the slightest son of a scholar, and if he understands some words, he will be frivolous and frivolous.

Fang Guang looked at these wooden beings, the resolute Fang Guang, there was a hidden light of spiritual wisdom in his eyes, and he felt a burst of nostalgia in his heart.

He naturally knew that in just a hundred years, the scholars had finally defeated the descendants of their lord Boss Cao.

The descendants of these middle atomic brothers are the beggar soldiers who kill in order to beg for a bite to eat.

Kyushu Dao system, scholars can't bear it, this world, because of his existence, after all, will fall on these students in front of him.

Fang Guang's gaze became softer and softer, and his voice soothed.

"Heaven and earth are three gates, Tianmen is in charge of the scribes, build one, I preset the paper workshop, the weapons workshop, and Xu Shu Xu Yuanzhi will coordinate everything!"

"The earth gate is in charge of the mountains and rivers, exploring the treasures of the heavens and the earth, purifying the white ash, smelting refined iron, and Meng Gongwei is in charge."

"Caimen is mainly engaged in the way of germination and farming, fertilizer workshops, rice, wheat and corn, all of which are germinated in this door, and are in charge of Shi Tao Shigong!"

"The outline of all the doors, I should try my best to drive out, the industry is refined, the business is long, the cangting academic, literacy and writing, just the stubble, the well-being of the world, is the main purpose, you must keep it in mind!"

Fang Guang's words were surging, the new tide was surging, with the county guard of the eastern county, and the high position of Sima from other departments, he bowed to the displaced people and the children of military families in the audience.

Fang Guang knew that what the school did was not to achieve success in three days and two ends, and what he could do was to sow the seeds in the hearts of the two hundred students here.

In time, two hundred students, or everyone can understand it, and the seeds of Kyushu knowledge will be sown today.

"Just by the orders of the county guard!"

"We will live up to the trust of the county guard!"

Under the high stage, Xu Shu, Meng Jian. Shi Tao didn't know why, tears welled up in his eyes, and the three of them bowed down with the two hundred students to return the salute to Fang Guang, and their hearts were hot!

A few days later, in a large courtyard in the city of Dong'e City, beside Fang Guang, Xu Shu took dozens of disciples from Tianmen, looking at Lord Junshou, shaking the paper that circulated from the Chang'an Workshop, with a face full of disdain.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Lun improved papermaking, and scholars were able to use paper.

Of course, Cailun paper, which uses the bark of fishing nets as the main raw material, has yellowish paper and rough paper, and the price is even more expensive.

A hundred pieces of Cai Lun bark paper will cost hundreds of copper coins, and there are high-ranking lords in the world, and no one dares to use them more.

Fang Guang naturally knew that printing and papermaking were the foundation of popularizing knowledge, and popularizing knowledge was the foundation of shaking the powerful lord's control of Kyushu's national politics.

The first decree issued by the Dongjun County Commander returned to Dong'e this time had nothing to do with agriculture and mulberry, but exchanged grain for the coarse bamboo that could be seen everywhere on the hills outside Dong'e City.

How precious is food in a year of great calamity? Although Dong'e had a bumper harvest, the government exchanged grain for useless bamboo, which still made the people in the county go crazy.

The beans are newly harvested, the people have nothing to do, the Qingzhou military households, the Xuzhou displaced people, all over the mountains and fields go up the mountain to cut bamboo, but a few days, the newly built paper workshop is full of thick bamboo.

In the workshop, Fang Guangbu was dressed and barefoot, where he looked like a county guard, just like a woodcutter in the mountains.

Fang Guang held a sharp knife in his hand, and personally demonstrated how to chop the bamboo, and the Taishi Ci tribe around him, the students of the Tianzimen of the workshop, learned to dance with a firewood knife, and instantly cut the bamboo into five feet and five inches.

Fang Guang uses bamboo as the material, which is naturally to be made, and in the years of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, bamboo paper was popular all over the world.

The bamboo paper pulp is delicate, the color is fair, the material is easy to obtain, and the paper is several times better than the paper made of fishing nets and tree bark.

Fang Guang was in front of the craftsman, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and opened the lime cellar in front of him.

In the manufacture of bamboo paper, the most important thing is rotten bamboo branches, and the lime soaking method used by Fang Guang is the lime soaking method.

For the sake of the precious white ash, the Dongjun County Guard and the Dongjun Commander were the first to slap the table and quarrel.

If it weren't for Fang Guang's promise, he would definitely return the white ash from the borrowed fertilizer workshop to Zao Yuan within a month, and Dongjun Ling would have been beaten desperately, and he would not let Fang Guang take the lime away.

Now Yanzhou farmers, who doesn't know that the fertilizer in Dongjun is a divine object that can increase the yield of rice and wheat by seventy or eighty percent, and Zao Yuan has exhausted his brains to deal with those families who beg for fertilizer every day, looking at Fang Guang's defeat, his neck is thick for several days.

In the workshop, the commander of Dongjun County, with a solemn face, stuffed the bamboo segment in his hand into the lime cellar.

This is exactly how bamboo paper is made.

After three months, the corroded bamboo segment is taken out and the bamboo segment is powdered with a water wheel, which is a wet ring.

After the cylinder car, after papermaking, pine paper, drying paper, bamboo paper full of bamboo and wood fragrance, this is considered to be completed.

Nanyang Wolong has always been aimed at dabbling in hundreds of schools, Xu Shu is self-assured, and all the doors in the world know a little bit about it.

Today, behind Fang Guang, he knew that the little thing in his stomach was probably not as good as Mr. Datong's!

Fang Guang did not hide anything from Xu Yuanzhi, and handed over the bamboo paper manufacturing technique he recalled to the fire demon Xu Shu overnight.

Xu Shu is in this world, and he has no chance to go to Bowangpo to set fire, but this celebrity has a later generation, and the paper used by people all over the world is called the glory of bamboo paper.

Unlike Xu Shu's face of respect for Fang Guang, beside him, Dongjun Ling Zao Yuan, counting the lime that was pulled away by Fang Guang, his face was full of pain, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes were constantly twitching.

"After three months, I personally and Yuan Zhilai presided over the bamboo section, after a month, there will be a hundred white ash cellars here, and when the wheat is ripe next year, I will be famous in the world for bamboo paper!"

"Okay, today's bamboo paper production, that's the end of it, you and I will go to the weapons workshop, take a look at Captain Han, and I can rush out the sample parts of my bed crossbow and the divine arm crossbow!"

Fang Guang clapped his hands, threw away the bamboo segment in his hand, and looked at Tai Shici and smiled.

Beihai Xiaojun, who cares about papermaking and mining, has already yawned a few times when he accompanies Fang Guang today.

Hearing the bed crossbow, the divine arm crossbow, and the expression on Tai Shici's face instantly became exciting.

Tai Shici, who was born to specialize in bows and crossbows, but when he was drinking at Mr. Datong's house, he heard Mr. boast of a lot of these two sharp blades, he wanted to see what crossbow in the world could be stronger than his eight-stone Beihai hard bow!