When Zhao Zihu admired the wisdom of his ancestors and grandchildren, the old minister was also concise and explained the papermaking process for Yingzheng.

Ying Zheng can only understand a rough idea, but he has no intention of delving into it, he just wants to see the result: "According to Lao Aiqing's words, after washing the hemp pulp, you can try to produce paper, but is it?" ”

The old minister bowed: "Yes, but I don't know if it can be combined, if not, it is necessary to improve the pulping or washing process." ”

Ying Zheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said with great interest: "Can you make a few first, so that I can open my eyes?" ”

"Your Majesty's words are serious, and there is nothing to do!"

The old minister was busy with his hands, and then greeted Xiang Liyue, as well as the fat Qing'er who beat the pulp, and the three of them worked together to fish out some hemp pulp from the lime water truck.

The pulp is then sprinkled in a mold that has been prepared long ago and then sieved in a clean water truck filled with clean water.

The so-called mold is a wooden frame groove, with a tulle bottom stretched underneath, sieving and washing the hemp pulp, but also sieving the hemp pulp in the mold, and finally picking up and draining the water, the hemp pulp fiber is on the tulle, and the shape is left into a wet hemp pulp sheet, which is removed after drying the knot, and it is a piece of hemp paper.

However, at this time, the bright moon is rising, but there is no scorching sun to dry.

Seeing that Ying Zheng was waiting to see the results, Xiang Li Yue brought the mold to the bonfire used for lighting, and baked it on the bonfire to make it dry quickly.

This is the cleverness of the engineering dog, it seems to be wooden, but in fact, it is showing inside, the so-called technical difficulties, which are overcome in this way!

Zhao Zihu's hands were itching while watching, and the soul of the engineering dog also awakened, so he took a gauze frame mold at the moment, and fished some hemp pulp from the waterwheel of grass and wood gray water, and sifted it in a clean water wheel, trying to sift the hemp pulp evenly.

Zhao Zihu soon found that it was somewhat laborious to sift the hemp pulp evenly, so he took off the Tang knife on his waist and shouted to Zhao Gaodao: "Zhao Fu Ling, come over and take a handle and help take the gauze frame." ”

Zhao Gao was speechless, and he didn't want to deal with him, but at this time, Ying Zheng was beside him, and he had to be well-behaved, rolled up his big sleeves and reluctantly stepped forward to help Zhao Zihu take the gauze frame.

Zhao Zihu freed his hand, holding a sheathed handguard Tang knife, which was used as a wooden stick to beat the hemp pulp fibers floating in the water.

Bang Bang Bang –

Bang Bang Bang –

Bang Bang Bang –

He struck very carefully, constantly adjusting the force, knocking the hemp fiber apart so that it floated evenly.

But this made Zhao Gao bitter, pouting his ass and leaning out, holding the gauze frame in both hands and not moving, Zhao Zihu knocked the water splashed by the hemp pulp, splashing his face all over his body.

Zhao Gao was secretly annoyed in his heart, and seriously suspected that this cowardly baby was deliberate, in order to take revenge on him before, forcibly dragged it out of the bed, and blew the night wind.

But he had no evidence.

Because Zhao Zihu at this time seems to be rare and serious, and he is working very attentively!

And in the old minister next to him, seeing Zhao Zihu beating the hemp pulp with a scabbard, he seemed to agree with it, and said: "This method is more labor-saving than a simple sifting, and it can also clean the hemp pulp better." ”

"Go back and make the frame groove deeper, or wash the slurry water more shallow."

"In this way, the yarn frame can be placed directly in the water, and it can be beaten with a wooden stick without the assistance of others, and one person can operate it!"

This method, of course, is more useful, because in the ancient papermaking process, there is such a process, called slotting.

Zhao Zihu is crooked...... In other words, the wisdom of the working people will eventually lead to the same end, this is the right way!

Bang Bang Bang –

Zhao Zihu beat the hemp pulp fiber evenly, seeing that Zhao Gao was also wet with water, his face was full of water stains, and even his hair was wet, he was finally satisfied, and finally put away the handguard Tang knife, took the gauze frame again, and said: "Well, there is Lao Zhao Mansion Lingniao~!" ”

"Hoo ......"

Zhao Gao let out a breath and calmed the evil thoughts in his heart.

He now has the urge to drown this stubborn tiger in the sect and turn it into a dead tiger!

Zhao Zihu ignored Zhao Gao's indignant eyes, and made Rou Jin slowly pick up the gauze frame, so that the hemp pulp fibers were evenly wrapped on the tulle.

After pouring it slightly, draining the water, it is also brought to the campfire and baked with the moon.

Ying Zheng looked at the two of them standing by the bonfire, holding the backs of the gauze frame and baking seriously, and couldn't help but pinch his head gently, and his face was also filled with relief.

Not to mention, although these two people are quite different in age, they are very similar, inexplicably matched!

Ying Zheng thought so in his heart, and turned his eyes to look at the old minister.

Not surprisingly, the withered old face in the old face was also full of the blessings of the old children and grandchildren, the cloudy old eyes were narrowed into a slit, and the mouth was still muttering something: "The learning of the Mo family...... Prosperity is in sight...... In sight~! ”

Ying Zheng listened vaguely and couldn't help laughing.

But smiling and smiling, my heart is also stirring, if the paper can be successfully trial-produced, the hundred classics will no longer be as expensive as treasures.

At the same time, as the good eldest said, with trapboard printing, thousands of books were printed a day, so that hundreds of classics could be exchanged for one stone of corn at a low price.

Scholars?

Self-defeating!

Turn it into dung!

No, there is another point, the cowardly baby seems to be selling Guanzi, and it is still not specified.

If you have a classic, if you don't have a master, you can't become a scholar, isn't it still useless?

"Well, it should be good......"

Ying Zheng was thinking about it, but Xiang Liyue baked the paper, put the gauze frame on the ground, and gently and gently removed it.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng suddenly didn't have the heart to think about it, and was busy with the old minister, and came to the front to stare wide-eyed.

Even Zhao Gao, who was wet, also put away the depression on his face, and stretched his neck to look at it in the back.

He secretly felt that he should be witnessing that he would surely shine at the great moment of history in the future.

Great Qin, perhaps one day in the future, will be replaced by other dynasties.

But this paper, no matter what time it is, it is an immortal merit, just like Cangjie to make words, and you can forget it after learning it at the end?

That one dares to forget!

Whoa—

Xiang Liyue finally tugged hard, tearing off the last bit of paper stuck to the tulle, the unique sound of the paper tearing, a little harsh, but like a fairy sound.

Ying Zheng and the old minister, Qi Qi shook his spirit, grinning and pouting his teeth.

Because, the paper is rotten and incomplete!

Xiang Liyue doesn't have any pity, she only cares about the quality of the paper, whether it can be written.

But after careful inspection, the results are disappointing, perhaps because the hemp pulp is not soaked in place, and the fibers are very thick, like pieces of linen, which will break when kneaded

And the color is dull and yellow, and even some black, which is the result of not washing the pulp in place.

Xiang Liyue is very dissatisfied!

But Ying Zheng and the old minister, but their hands were trembling with excitement, and one of them tore off a piece and rubbed it repeatedly in his hand: "Good!" Great goodness! It can be done~! ”