"Go back and prepare! We are waiting for your good news!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded approvingly.

"Resignation!"

After Lan Bin saluted, he withdrew from the Qianqing Palace, then straightened up and came to the outside of the palace, in front of the waiting carriage. Seeing that there was an extra subordinate in front of the carriage, he knew that it was the person sent by Lan Wu to lead the way without asking.

He got into the carriage and said, "Go to the Sindh Paper Mill!"

Soon, the carriage hit the road, all the way to a relatively remote courtyard in the west of the city, covering a large area, and stopped.

At this time, outside the courtyard, Lan Wu, who was arrogant and was complimented by a middle-aged man in a linen shirt, saw the carriage appear, and his face was full of smiles almost immediately.

Abandoning the middle-aged man, he walked to the carriage in three steps and two steps: "Young Master, you are here!"

"Well, how did the paper mill look?" Lan Bin lifted the curtain of the carriage, jumped down from the carriage, looked at the courtyard, and said casually.

Lan Wu hurriedly said: "Young master, I've seen it, the Xinde Paper Workshop is not big, there are only fifty or sixty people, and it produces three to four handfuls of paper every day, about seven or eight hundred pieces of paper!"

"So small?"

Lan Bin frowned, a paper mill only produces seven or eight hundred pieces of paper a day, not counting the loss, can this paper be published in newspapers?

Even if it is released, how many people can it cover?

I'm afraid that even people in Nanjing and a corner of the city can't be covered.

Is it no wonder that books in ancient times were expensive, and the output of paper was so low, could it not be expensive?

"Young Master Lan, this output is not small, and our Xinde Paper Mill is already a leader among its peers!"

At this time, a middle-aged man in a linen shirt interjected with a smile.

Lan Bin glanced at him and asked, "Are you?"

"Young Master, he is Wu Qun, the owner of the Xinde Paper Mill!" Lan Wu introduced.

Lan Bin arched his hand kindly: "It turns out to be the owner of Xinde Paper Mill! Fortunately, fortunately!"

Wu Qun originally thought that the young master of the Blue Mansion, like other noble young masters, looked down on himself as a lowly businessman, but just now the housekeeper of the Blue Mansion looked arrogant in front of him.

But he didn't expect Lan Bin himself to be so easy to speak, and he didn't have the arrogant and domineering appearance of the aristocratic young master at all.

After complimenting Lan Bin with some flattered words, he said enthusiastically, "Young Master Lan, I'll take you into the paper mill to see how it goes?"

"It's worked!" Lan Bin arched his hand.

"Young Master Lan, please come inside!"

Wu Qun took Lan Bin and others into the courtyard together, and saw the mountains of papermaking raw materials such as bamboo, dried paper, etc., which looked very messy.

Wu Qun, who led the way, seemed to be accustomed to it, and did not feel that the yard was very chaotic at all, and took Lan Bin and others to visit with great interest, and every time he passed by, he would give an explanation.

And it is very detailed, once I am not afraid of Lan Bin and others to learn the papermaking process.

And there is a lot of boasting about the paper produced by Xinde Paper Mill.

Lan Bin knows less about papermaking than about the local method of producing penicillin, etc., and he has at least seen the relevant production videos of the local method of producing penicillin and allicin.

As for papermaking, he is purely blinded and knows very little.

Fortunately, the papermaking process of the Ming Dynasty has been very mature, and the quality of the paper produced is quite good, even better than the paper made by industrial streamlining in later generations.

Of course, there are many types of industrial papermaking in later generations, different categories, and different functions. Unlike papermaking in the Ming Dynasty, it mainly focused on printing books and writing.

After a round of visiting, Lan Bin, Wu Qun and others came to the front yard, in front of the piled up papermaking raw materials and other things, looked at Wu Qun, and said to Lan Wu: "Lan Wu, have you negotiated the price with Wu Dongjia?"

"Not yet, I'm waiting for the young master to make a decision!" Lan Wu shook his head.

"Even so, then it's decided!"

Although Lan Bin was not satisfied with the output of Xinde Paper Mills, according to Wu Qun, all paper mills in the early Ming Dynasty were similar, so he was not entangled, and made a decision directly: "Wu Dongjia, you make a price. The price is right, so I'll buy it!"

"Young Master Lan, it's a small blessing that you can look at a small paper mill. How can you ask for money, if you can see it, Young Master Lan, Xinde Paper Mill will send you!" Wu Qun was overjoyed, hesitated for a moment, and said generously.

After a brief period of contact, he found that Lan Bin was kind and kind, and Lan Bin was a hot son of a noble in the city, so he had a good idea, or a stammer.

Especially when his son offended the noble children in the city again, and he was worried about how to solve it.

Mo said that there was just a Xinde paper mill, even if Lan Bin wanted his family property, he was willing to give it all.

"Don't, it's useless!"

Lan Bin waved his hand and said, "I don't have the habit of taking people's things for nothing, you better talk about money!"

Before he came, he had heard Lan Wu say that Wu Qun's son had offended Xungui's children, so he had no choice but to transfer Xinde Paper Mill and prepare to go away to avoid trouble.

And the merchant is the most cunning, and he has nothing to ask for, how can he give him a paper mill for nothing?

Although he was not afraid of other noble children in the city, there was no need to make enemies with other noble children for the sake of a businessman he didn't know.

What's more, Huaixi Xungui is a family, breaking bones and connecting tendons.

God knows if the noble son offended by Wu Qun's son is the son of his father Lanyu's group of fox friends and dog friends.

"Young Master Lan, please save us! The little one is really cornered, if you don't save me, our family will have only one way to die!" Wu Qun didn't expect Lan Bin to even want the paper mill given for free, so he didn't care for a while, looked at Lan Bin's kind appearance, and suddenly knelt on the ground, crying and begging.

Lan Bin frowned and didn't speak, but Lan Wu sneered, "Wu Qun, put away your set. Your little bit of caution, don't talk about my young master, even I can see it."

"Don't you just want to use my young master to stand out for your family?"

"You are not small, even my Lan Mansion dares to take advantage of it!"

"Young Master Lan, Steward Lan, the little one never dares to have the idea of using the Lan Mansion! The little ones are really cornered!"

Wu Qun's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said, "If Young Master Lan is willing to rescue one or two, the younger one is willing to sacrifice all the family property in exchange for the safety of the family."

"All the property? How much silver can you have in your house? My young master can make a huge amount of silver taels with any idea." Lan Wu pouted, "Do you know about the soap business? Know the glass business? It's all opened by my young master!"

"This, this..."

Wu Qun thinks that he has a thin family property, but the two businesses he said with Lan Wu are completely incomparable. I'm afraid that all the family properties add up, and it is not as much as the Lan Mansion casual business in two months.

"Sell the Sindh paper mill and talk to him. Forget the rest!"

Lan Bin glanced at Wu Qun, handed over the rest to Lan Wu, and walked straight out of the courtyard.

At this moment, Wu Qun realized that Lan Bin seemed to be young, kind, and easy to talk to, but he was not an ordinary person. Not so easy to fool. I can't help but regret it to the extreme, if I knew it, I shouldn't be cautious.

Not only did he not achieve his goal, but he also hated Lan Bin.