Xiang Liyue was stunned and said strangely: "What is paper?" ”

She also wanted to follow the conversation and ask Zhao Zihu to study the method of weaving cloth together, and in the future, cheap and suitable cloth will replace the cumbersome and difficult to use bamboo slips.

But before she could put forward her own idea, Zhao Zihu threw out her own idea first.

Waiting for the paper to come out?

Listening to the meaning of this, it seems that it is still an idea that has been preoccupied for a long time!

"Hmm......"

Zhao Zihu realized that he had missed his mouth, so he hurriedly looked outside the tent and was relieved to make sure that the sharp soldiers and servants on duty outside the tent would not hear his unintentional words.

is still the same sentence, if the matter of paper reaches Yingzheng's ears, with his temper of quick success, he will definitely personally carry a whip to supervise it, urging him to make paper day and night!

Xiang Liyue looked at his cowardly appearance, and while she was amused in her heart, she couldn't help but be more curious, and asked, "What is Childe afraid of?" ”

Zhao Zihu nodded noncommittally and said: "That thing is a divine object that captures the heavens, if Sister Yue wants to know the inside story, she will come to me, and you need to know that the law is not passed on to the six ears." ”

Xiang Liyue hesitated, but she was afraid that she would take advantage of him again.

However, she was really curious in her heart, and after hesitating for a moment, she moved her body and sat next to Zhao Zihu: "Please give me advice." ”

Zhao Zihu attached to her ear and said: "Sister Yue, have you ever thought that hemp skin can weave cloth, if you soak it softly, like paste, and then spread it into a uniform and thin layer, sieve off the water and dry, so that it can be dried into a cloth as light as cicada wings, and used to write words." ”

Xiang Liyue forcibly endured the itch of the hot air spraying into his ears, but after listening to him, he hesitated: "Such a linen cloth, won't it rot if it is torn?" ”

However, she thinks that the carrier of writing should be as solid as bamboo slips and cloth.

Zhao Zihu lowered his voice and said, "It's a tear and it will rot, so I call it paper." ”

"In addition, Sister Yue should not drill the tip of the horns, the paper can be torn, but the cloth can't be torn? Do bamboo slips keep breaking? ”

"With the cherish, the paper can also be passed down for thousands of years, with the use of not cherish, the cloth and bamboo slips are also insects and rats."

"The most important thing is that paper is easy to make! It's also easy to carry! ”

"Soak it in a large pool of hemp skin paste, sift it with a gauze frame, and dry it to make a piece of paper, but a piece of paper as thin as a cicada's wings can extract the text of a bundle of bamboo slips."

"How many words are in the Book of Ink? How many bundles of bamboo slips do you need to write on bamboo slips? Fifty bundles? A hundred bundles? Or five hundred bundles? ”

"Five hundred sheaves! Five hundred bundles of bamboo slips, let one person carry them, even if they are tired to death, they can't carry them! And how much can five hundred pieces of paper weigh when written on paper as thin as a cicada's wings? I'm afraid it's about the same as a big brick! ”

"Even a young child, I guess I can handle a brick, right?"

Zhao Zihu leaned into Xiang Liyue's ear, muttering non-stop, and his two hands had already wrapped around Sister Shu's waist for some time.

The waist of a woman who has practiced martial arts all year round is very slender and flexible!

And Xiang Liyue, but she didn't have the heart to be taken advantage of by Zhao Zihu, she was already dumbfounded at this time, and she couldn't extricate herself from the wonderful use of paper described by Zhao Zihu.

If the paper is really so wonderful, then the effect of the Mo family is far better than that of the other hundred schools.

Those ink discourses that deconstruct the truth of the world do not need to be simplified, but can be appealed to on paper in detail and clearly, so that the end of the study can be understood at a glance, and the time saved can be deconstructed and explored on this basis, and the more profound truth of all things can be deconstructed!

"Hmm......"

Xiang Liyue snorted and came back to her senses, but it was Zhao Zihu who was getting more and more inches in, and wanted to hold her on his lap.

Xiang Liyue was furious, and suddenly her eyebrows were upside down, and she was about to go crazy with a cold face.

Zhao Zihu was startled, and hurriedly said in her ear: "By the way, after the paper is made, it can also be used with wood engraving." ”

"Sister Yue went to the craftsman's camp the day before yesterday, she should have seen those wooden carvings that copied Feng Zen's paintings, right?"

"In the same way, in the future, the Ink Sutra will also be engraved into plates, and with the manufacture of simple paper, countless copies of the Ink Sutra will be printed and spread to all parts of the world, and whoever wants to see it will see it, and whoever wants to learn it will learn it......

Xiang Liyue listened to the strange idea in his ear, like a demon's whisper, decisive and honest, and the anger on his charming face turned into an excited reverie.

Even if he was held in his arms by Zhao Zihu, he was still stunned.

If there is really an ink scripture spread all over the world, whoever wants to see it will see and learn it if they want to learn it, she will be willing to die.

Including the eldest father...... I'm afraid that if the eldest father is allowed to lie in the coffin on the spot, he will be able to smile and be ghostly!

"Cough cough cough~!"

Fat Qing'er seemed to be choking, and suddenly coughed a few times, pulling Xiang Liyue back to reality.

She didn't know what Zhao Zihu said, which made her Aunt Yue so out of shape, but she really couldn't stand it.

If you are so stupid, you will be hugged into the bed and eaten!

"Uh-huh???"

Xiang Liyue suddenly came back to her senses, and finally found that she was like a rag doll, being hugged by Zhao Zihu and sitting in her arms, and suddenly her eyebrows rose upside down again, and she twisted the dishonest tiger claws.

Zhao Zihu grinned in pain, and decisively put his sister again's blushing ears and said, "Also, paper can be ......"

Xiang Liyue felt panicked, but she refused to eat his set anymore, her face was so red that she was about to drip blood, she suddenly broke free from his arms, and said, "Eat your food, and start practicing the sword in a quarter of an hour!" ”

Zhao Zihu pouted and muttered: "Pull out the ruthless ......"

Xiangli Yuefeng's eyes narrowed slightly: "What did Childe say?" ”

Zhao Zihu bared his teeth and said: "Sister Yue is ruthless, if you want to learn my skills, let me hold them, and after learning my skills, I will train people again." ”

Ai Satotsuki didn't bother to pay attention to him, sat back in his place, and while eating, he thought about how to make paper.

She knew that Zhao Zihu was just saying it simply, but it was definitely not easy to do, just like the steel frying method, it would take a long time to explore and experiment!

However, unlike the frying method, it requires a lot of effort to build supporting iron furnace facilities for experiments.

The experiment of the papermaking method is much simpler, that is, the hemp skin is soaked into a paste, which can also be carried out on the way to the east.

For example, you can transform a vehicle into a waterwheel!

……

In Xiang Liyue's cranky thoughts, a breakfast was eaten.

Zhao Zihu washed up a little, and then pulled Zhang Liang to test his swordsmanship outside the tent to test the results of yesterday's sword practice.

Zhang Liang was afraid of his brute strength, and he was reluctant to compete with a sword with a bitter face, until Zhao Zihu repeatedly promised that he would retract his strength, and he reluctantly agreed.

"Please~!"

Zhang Liang held a wooden stick in his hand, a word popped out of his mouth, and then without waiting for the words to land, he stabbed out with a stick first.

But Zhao Zihu didn't dodge like he did yesterday, and the latter stabbed out the sheathed long sword and poked it at Zhang Liang's head!