Coincidentally, Huang Chengyan finally returned home today, and before he could settle down, he was dragged to the workshop by Cai's family.

"Aya, ma'am! Slow down, slow down! Huang Chengyan was also a little tired after all, but he couldn't help his wife grabbing his hand and dragging him in the direction of the workshop.

He also said that he had only been out for a few months, when did he have such a house by the water, but it was made by his little daughter!

"Hurry up!" Cai's boudoir name is an elegant character, and she is naturally anxious at this time, and after listening to the news reported to her by Huang Cong, it happened that Huang Chengyan arrived home, so she didn't care about anything else, so she grabbed her own Langjun and ran to the workshop.

"Good, good!" Huang Chengyan didn't dare to ask anything else, so he only ordered the servants who came back to move the things home first, and then sped up.

Huang Cong, who was following behind the husband and wife, didn't say anything, but he knew that his sister was much more powerful than his uncle! Even such a smooth paper as snow can be made, and I know that you can catch fish by going down to a fish cage, and you can catch wild pheasants and mountain rabbits by putting a trap...... Knowing astronomy and geography is no worse than that Guan Zhong or something!

As soon as he entered the workshop, Huang Chengyan saw a stack of wet paper on a paper rack, followed by a huge pulp pool, where Song Bo and another tenant were holding a curtain-like object to scoop up rice milk.

Next to it...... Stacks of paper!

That's right, it's paper!

He has used so much Caihou paper, of course he knows that this is paper!

This paper is so white, soft, delicate and smooth!

Take a gasp!

How much money does it cost!

One hand gently touched the paper that had been made, closed his eyes, and stroked his beard with the other hand, feeling comfortable! Draw and write on such a piece of paper, and be a thousand cups!

When a thousand cups float!

This feel, this texture, I don't know how many times better than Cai Hou paper!

At this moment, he can't wait to move these papers home and redraw all the drawings of the organs at home!

Based on these papers, I copied all kinds of books!

Hiss...... It's just amazing!

Just when Huang Chengyan was obsessed with the feel of paper, Huang Yueying saw such a middle-aged man with a short beard touching her freshly made white bamboo paper with his somewhat blackened hand that had not yet had time to wash, and he was angry.

However, she had just seen Cai Shi leading this man's hand into the workshop.

"I've seen Lang Jun!"

"I've seen Lang Jun!"

"Lang Jun is back?"

At this time, the tenants in the workshop also greeted each other. Huang Chengyan is not harsh on the tenants, so the tenants are also enthusiastic, besides, the paper is made, and there will be rewarded food at that time!

Yes, Huang Yueying is sure, this is her cheap father, Huang Chengyan!

"Father...... Your hands are so dirty! Gritting her teeth, she shouted these two words, and with one hand she took away her father's black hand, so as not to waste her papers.

"Hahaha, Achu!" Huang Chengyan came back to his senses, saw his daughter, and picked her up without scruples, "Father is back!" ”

Huang Yueying: ...... I'm a thirty-year-old man who was picked up by a creature named Father.

At first, the feeling of hanging in the air was frightening, but the old father's hands and arms were calm and powerful, not shaking at all, and suddenly, his nose was sore, his eyes were red, and he buried his head in the old father's shoulder.

Yes, when I saw Huang Chengyan, somehow, I suddenly felt all kinds of grievances in my heart, and I was so relieved that I finally turned into hot tears.

Huang Yueying, you can rest assured, your parents are my parents.

In this era, I will go on well for you!

Cai's in the rear saw it and smiled with relief.

In the workshop, there was also a happy laugh.

Huang Chengyan felt the temperature on his shoulders, remembering all the naughty mischievous things his daughter had when she was a child, and she felt more and more guilty in her heart.

Fortunately, God favors them, their family Achu, and the Ji people have their own natural appearance.

"I'm sorry, Father came back late, Achu Mo blame." Holding his daughter with one hand, patting her on the back with the other, she comforted her in a warm voice, "Achu Mo blame." ”

"Father, made of bamboo paper, I promised my uncles to ask for credit for them, and one person will give an extra fifty catties of corn!" Huang Yueying knew that she was crying, but it was mostly because of the original owner, she was bent on doing things, so she opened her mouth sullenly and asked for rewards for these tenants.

"Good." Huang Chengyan smiled and looked at Cai's, Cai's naturally nodded, and then, Huang Chengyan said, "These days, you have worked hard, after today's work, each will receive fifty catties of corn!" ”

"Thank you, Lang Jun!"

"Thank you, Lang Jun!"

"I'll thank Lang Jun later!"

The tenants were naturally happy, and they tossed with the little lady of the Huang family for more than a month, wasn't it just for stuttering? Otherwise, who will do the work in this winter? Now that the bamboo paper is made, they have another reward, and it is also a little lady with a good heart, they have inherited this love, and the workmanship is naturally harder.

Then, Huang Chengyan hugged his daughter and turned around in the workshop, there were several pools in the workshop, some soaked with bamboo, some soaked with sparse bamboo, and the bamboo in one pool was being beaten.

Such a workshop, these pools, as well as the outer walls and houses, although simple, took a lot of labor to build.

"Song Jun, I haven't been at home for a long time, and you've worked hard." Subsequently, Huang Chengyan thanked his tenants, but the conversation changed, "It's just that today's paper-making matter, I hope you don't leak it to outsiders, otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for showing no mercy." ”

"That's what Lang Jun said."

"Lang Jun can rest assured."

"Lang Jun don't worry, we have signed a contract with the little lady, well, the deed of the confidentiality regulations, we can save it!" Song Bo is still a little excited, since Cai Hou, papermaking has only been controlled by a few families, not to mention the poor family like them, and now the bamboo paper made by the little lady is for the benefit of the world's scholars.

Although he is old, his son has missed the age of going to school, but his grandson, the son of his grandson...... Maybe you'll be able to read in the future?

Confidentiality regulations? Deed? Huang Chengyan laughed when he heard these two words, "That's it." ”

He didn't expect that his daughter was thoughtful.

"Then it's hard work for you today."

"It's not hard."

"Lang Jun is polite."

Saying that, Huang Chengyan didn't plan to let Huang Yueying down, he took a roll of bamboo paper in his other hand, held it in his arms, and said to Cai's family, "Madam, are you going home?" ”

"Okay, home!" Cai responded gently, then looked at Huang Cong, took a smaller roll of paper, and handed it to the other party, "Cong'er can take some paper back to the house, write it, and if there is any shortage, let your sister know." ”

"Thank you, auntie." Huang Cong knew that he couldn't refuse, and besides, he was also curious.

"Cong'er is eight years old, right?" Huang Chengyan looked at this little nephew and asked with a smile.

"Yes, uncle."

"Can you go to school?"

"My father has enlightened me, but ...... I haven't entered the ethnology yet. Huang Cong shook his head with a frank face, "However, this year's harvest is good, and my father has already gathered the bundle for me." ”

"Good." Huang Chengyan was satisfied.

The Huang family is not only a heirloom of poetry and books, but also a heirloom of farming and reading, and the economic ability of different families is also different. The so-called genealogy means that the children of the Huang family have admission qualifications, of course, the bundle still has to be paid, which is a ceremony.

As for the tenants of the Huang family, they do not enjoy this qualification. If the children of the tenants want to go to school, they need to open up the joints in the clan, which is quite expensive. In times like these, few tenants can afford to pay such a price.

Today's big families are like this, this is a monopoly.

This is how the iron-beaten family and the flowing water dynasty came about.

……

Huang Yueying didn't expect that she would fall asleep, and she fell asleep when she was being held by Huang Chengyan, and she slept very soundly.

"Achu, Achu?" When he arrived at home, Huang Chengyan shouted softly, but he didn't see the movement of his daughter.

"Achu is asleep." Cai chuckled, "You let her go back to the room." ”

Huang Chengyan also smiled, stepped into the house, and then did it gently, put his daughter on the bed, took off her shoes, covered the quilt, and looked at her for a long time.

I'm twelve years old, and it's still so light to hold. Huang Chengyan sighed lightly again.

……

Back in the study, Huang Chengyan looked at the roll of bamboo paper he brought back, and his heart was excited again, so he spread out the paper lightly, took one sheet, put a stone on it, and laid the paper flat.

This touch!

He couldn't help it!

So the ink, moisten the pen, and then splash the ink, only to see the ink into the paper, but not scattered, not long, the ink dried, but the handwriting is more and more condensed, with its own charm.

This is better than Cai Hou paper, I don't know how many times!

I couldn't help but write a few more words, put down the pen, and hung the paper on the shelf on the side, the more I looked, the more excited I became!

In the future, he drew and wrote books, and no longer used Cai Hou paper!

It is the process of papermaking, he went to the workshop today, almost at a glance, of course, this is related to what he has learned, although some details are not very clear, but the manufacturing process of Cai Hou paper is actually similar.

On the way back, he also heard Huang Cong and his wife say that he chose this year's Hsinchu, which is relatively tender and easy to extract the fibers...... Well, it's a new word, but it doesn't prevent him from understanding. My daughter said that in fact, the main component of paper is these delicate fibers.

Raw materials are cheap, and it only takes some labor and time, which is a hugely profitable business. Just by taking out the paper in his hand, he can reap the benefits of a thousand gold.

However, whether this paper is made by Achu or not, you still have to ask Achu's opinion.

……

When Huang Yueying woke up, the sun was already a little westerly, and she also heard the words of Mrs. Xie kept being said in the front yard.

So I got up, only to find that I was lying on the bed, the quilt was well covered, and the shoes were taken off, but my hair was a little messy.

During this time, she had not been able to sleep well at night. One is that he is afraid of revealing his flaws and being seen at the clues, and the other is that he is indeed not used to coming to this era. But I didn't expect that after seeing my old father today, I would sleep so peacefully. In the end, the original owner is relieved.

She knew that the paper brought back by her father would definitely be in the study, so she ran to the study, and saw the paper hanging on the shelf, and it didn't look like a work, so she tore half of it and ran out.

"Achu!" Huang Chengyan just walked from the front hall to the study, saw that his daughter was awake, and just wanted to ask something with a smile, but saw that the paper on the shelf was torn and pulled in half, and his face was black.