[You have successfully made paper, get 50 points]

[You have made up the deficit points, and the system is being updated for you, the system is being updated, and the current progress is 1%]

In Gu Lan's mind, the system sounded twice flatly, and there was no movement.

She looked at the progress bar that was being updated, and inexplicably thought of the screen of the computer updating the system in her previous life, and now she could only pray that the system would not get stuck at 99% of the progress bar.

Gu Lan sorted and put away all the papers, hugged Zhu'er, and let her feel the charm of the paper with her hands.

"In the future, the second brother won't have to write in the dirt, and he can also teach Zhu'er to write, aren't you happy?"

Gu Lan was teasing her sister, the sunlight in front of her was suddenly blocked, and it was dark in front of her, she raised her head, and saw Aji standing next to her with an excited expression.

Looking at the pile after pile of paper, looking forward to it, but not daring to move.

He was shaking his hands.

Is it so exaggerated?

Gu Lan felt a little funny, "I made the paper you wanted, look, I didn't lie to you!" ”

She does have the ability to turn waste into treasure, because there is a nation-state with thousands of years of experience behind her, Gu Lan is confident that she can rely on her past experience to turn this place into the peach blossom paradise she wants.

Aggie crouched down and stroked the blank sheets of paper.

No need to polish, smoother than bamboo slips, lighter than bamboo slips, and easier to carry than bamboo.

Almost instantly, he thought about the impact that the birth of paper would have on the world.

"No...... It's not all. Aji muttered to himself, this is more terrible than the tree kudzu can eat, the tree kudzu can eat, it can only make more people fill their stomachs, but paper can replace bamboo slips......

It will shake the country's foundation.

Aggie closed his eyes, his mind hurting, and he also thought about the inconvenience of paper.

"How to write? How do I save it? He looked at Gu Lan expectantly.

He squatted down, a head taller than Gu Lan, but his face was full of puzzlement, waiting for an answer, like an ignorant person waiting for the flame of civilization to reach him.

Soon, Gu Lan told him how to write this object.

Bamboo slips are also to be written with a brush, but its writing method is more difficult, writing alone is far from enough, the ink will fall, so many people will first engrave, and then write, two processes, naturally can make the words on the bamboo slips keep a little longer.

But because of this, after the method of passing on and learning characters was captured by a family, the bamboo slips they collected became heirlooms, worth thousands of gold.

Some of the side branches of the big families are difficult to support the price of reading, let alone these people who are digging in the dirt.

Zhu'er quickly found the goose feather, and handed the goose feather to Gu Lan.

Gu Lan dipped the root of the goose feather in ink and carefully wrote on the paper.

She writes the characters here, which are somewhat similar to the Chinese characters she learned in her previous life, but the structure is more complex and more difficult to write, biased towards hieroglyphs.

She didn't write simplified Chinese because she didn't want to expose her supernatural and be mistaken for a ghost.

These words were all when Liang Er was learning, and she followed and looked at them a few times.

Sure enough, one after another tadpole-sized words appeared on the paper, Gu Lan wrote on thicker paper, not particularly penetrating, she hadn't found a way to write calligraphy at first, plus the goose feathers were too light, a little unaccustomed.

The words are crooked, and they don't look good.

Aji learned from him, lifted his breath, sank the pen, dipped in ink, put down the pen with a serious face, and one beautiful word after another was born under his pen.

"Wow, Aggie writes so well!"

Zhu'er and Liang'er sighed in unison.

Gu Lan glanced at her words again, her face instantly blushed, and she covered them angrily to prevent them from reading them: "I wrote less!" ”

Aggie looked at her with a smile and handed her what he had written.

"For you."

"What's written on this?"

"Let me see!"

Zhu'er volunteered, bent down to stare at the words on the paper, and read one by one: "What a woman, what ......?"

In the first line of words, he only knew one word "female".

Gu Lan put a chestnut on his head, "I told you to learn to read and write more with Liang Er, now do you know the problem?" ”

Liang Er read: "Jing Nu Qishu, I am in the corner of the city." Love without seeing ......"

He didn't recognize it anymore, scratching his head and not knowing what to do.

Aji continued: "Jing Nu Qishu, I am at the corner of the city. Love but not see, scratching his head and hesitating. ”

"Brother Aji, what does this mean?"

Zhu'er was finally willing to admit Aji's awesomeness and began to call him brother.

Aji raised his eyes to look at Gu Lan, "What does this mean...... We'll find out when you're older. ”

Gu Lan raised her eyebrows, but she knew.

This is exactly the famous sentence in the Book of Poetry in the previous life, which is written about a date between a man and a woman, and the man does not see the woman who is waiting, and he feels anxious.

What does Aggie mean by this?

He quickly intervened, "Can you only use bamboo leaves to make paper?" ”

"A lot of things do, straw, bark, leaves...... Different materials can make different quality paper, and experiments are needed. ”

"Well," Aggie nodded, "it just so happens that we have nothing to do, so why don't we spend this winter studying it carefully, what do you think?" ”

Gu Lan also has this intention, the winter is long, and it is not her style not to find something to do.

Simply nodded in response.

Give Aggie the better quality paper, and give him the poorer.

Aji thought for a moment and said, "With such a thin paper, the ink will penetrate and stain. ”

He didn't like it.

Gu Lan smiled and stuffed the paper into his arms: "If you take it, you can take it, since this paper can't be written, can't it also be used to go to the toilet?" ”

Aji's face turned red.

He couldn't speak, his eyes seemed to be watery, and he glanced at Gu Lan timidly.

And then ran.

Only Gu Lan heard his mosquito-like voice, "The willow tops on the moon." ”

This is to honor the last bet.

Gu Lan really didn't expect that a boy could be so good-looking, which made her silent heart beat.

"Damn, Gu Lan, Gu Lan, you can't be tempted by his beauty! Be careful about the risks behind it! ”

Gu Lan tried to calm herself down and began to think about what to eat for dinner to divert her attention.

There is fresh tiger meat, Gu Lan naturally does not worry about having no meat to eat, the tiger does not know how old he is, the meat has been stewed for a day, and he has used an unknown amount of firewood, and the kang is so hot that the meat is still difficult to swallow.

Gu Lan had no choice but to settle for the next best thing, using tiger bones to stew soup, adding cassava to it, the stew was soft and glutinous and sweet, the soup was very replenished, and with cassava, it was enough for people to eat with a round stomach.

The stewed tiger bones were not wasted, some were kept for later medicine, and some were ground and sprinkled under a peach tree transplanted by Gu Lan in the yard.

Just wait for next year's spring flowers.