The royal driving camp is regulated, each has its own pit, and the direction must not be confused for half a minute.

Therefore, the big camp here, even if it is no longer a big camp at the foot of Mount Tai, Zhao Zihu is familiar with Ganluo.

In the same way, when they rushed to the craftsman camp to find the three ancestors and grandchildren of the Xiangli family, they were naturally familiar with the same road, and even the three grandparents and grandchildren were still in that corner of the trial paper.

When Zhao Zihu led everyone to arrive, Xiang Liyue was wielding a short bamboo stick and beating pulp, probably wanting to try it, if he could make better paper after soaking hemp pulp for an extra day.

The gauze frame has been improved, and the gauze frame of the deep bucket can be placed directly in the water without the help of others.

And Lao Xiangli and Fat Qing'er, holding a deep bucket gauze frame, are standing by the bonfire, baking the pulped paper.

There are three kinds of water for soaking and washing pulp, and there are naturally three kinds of trial paper together, so as to distinguish which is better and which is inferior.

When Xiang Liyue saw him coming, he stopped beating and waved his hands to salute, and said: "Your Majesty has explained that you are so slack, if you don't come again, I will go to look for you." ”

The three of them have been busy for a while, and Zhao Zihu is somewhat late.

Zhao Zihu put the Fang Tianhua halberd on his shoulder on the ground and explained: "Prime Minister Gan has repeatedly taught him not to change, and he doesn't let go of the damaged armor of the soldiers in the battalion, so he will be busy with my personal affairs first......"

"Look at this Fang Tian Painting Halberd, it has been made and sent to me...... I hated that iron doesn't make steel, so I reprimanded him, so I delayed some time! ”

Xiang Liyue suddenly bowed her head, but she believed his nonsense.

However, in the old man who was baking paper on the side, he dismantled the stage very facelessly and said: "Childe's Fang Tian painting halberd was made yesterday evening." ”

"Gan Shaofu was afraid that Gongzi would misunderstand, so he didn't send it to Gongzi, saying that he would keep it for a few days first."

"I'm afraid that Gongzi went to the tent in Gan Shaofu's mansion and asked for it himself, right?"

Zhao Zihu blinked his Danfeng eyes and resolutely denied it: "Father misunderstood me, this Fang Tian Painting Halberd was personally sent to me by Prime Minister Gan......."

"Hmm, why is my father drying paper over a campfire?"

"This is actually not right, it is difficult to accurately control the degree of dryness and wetness of flame-dried paper, and if it is baked too dry, the paper will inevitably become brittle and fragile."

"The best way to do this is to dry the paper and let it air dry!"

The topic turned blunt enough.

But it also succeeded in diverting the topic.

The old minister bowed his head and said: "What the son said is reasonable. ”

As he spoke, he held the deep bucket gauze frame, withdrew from the bonfire, and said to Fat Qing'er: "Don't bake it, put it aside, let it dry naturally, and when you leave tomorrow, you will put it in the car to dry." ”

Fat Qing'er said yes, and also withdrew from the campfire, and together with the old minister, put the deep bucket gauze frame vertically in an open place, and let it dry and no longer care about it.

At this time, Xiang Liyue also made the pulp, put the short bamboo stick aside, and gently lifted the gauze frame, so that the hemp pulp was evenly wrapped on the tulle at the bottom of the frame.

After the moisture is controlled, it is taken to the two vertical deep bucket yarn frames and placed diagonally.

If the hemp pulp that has not dried up, if it is directly placed vertically, it will inevitably slide down and pile up together, and it is best to place it at an oblique angle of 45 degrees, but this does not need Zhao Zihu's guidance.

"Childe, do you have any other advice?"

The old minister took a sip of tea and asked Zhao Zihu while resting.

As soon as Zhao Zihu came, he pointed out the mistakes, and he naturally wanted to take out some more tricks to avoid the mistakes from Zhao Zihu's mouth.

"No ...... for the time being"

Zhao Zihu really doesn't know much about the ancient method of papermaking, and he can give very little advice, maybe only like just now, he saw the error with his own eyes and felt that it was wrong, so he could give guidance.

"By the way, you don't have to use hemp pulp to make paper."

Zhao Zihu thought of the paper made from various different raw materials in the future generations, so he changed his words again: "Father may try other raw materials to make pulp and make some other paper other than hemp skin." ”

"For example, mulberry bark, sandalwood bark, mountain vine bark, and even straw and straw...... Wait a minute. “

As he spoke, he pointed to the short bamboo stick that Xiang Liyue placed next to the washing water with Fang Tian's halberd: "Including bamboo, it should also be able to make paper, and it should also be trial-produced, so that we can see which is better and which is inferior, and who is more suitable for popularizing and promoting the world!" ”

Xiang Liyue picked up the short bamboo stick and looked at it carefully.

After a long time, I seemed to have an understanding and touched the cross-section of the two ends of the bamboo stick.

The bamboo stick is soaked in water when beating, and the stubble at both ends of the section has been soaked a little softly.

Plants with their own fibers like hemp skin are very suitable for papermaking!

Xiang Liyue probably understood the truth, and her beautiful eyes shone and said: "It's extreme, it's extreme, it should be trial-produced!" ”

"Before making hemp pulp, I was still thinking that if hemp paper became popular in the future, the imperial court would inevitably collect hemp skins on a large scale, and the hemp used to make clothes would be unsustainable, and it would accidentally hurt the common people...... Even more unclothed......"

"But now it seems that I think too much, there are too many plants and trees in the world, which can be made into paper, and you can try to make it slowly, there is always something better than hemp paper, which is more applicable."

"Just like this bamboo, there are mountains and fields all over the mountains and rivers, one grows, and it will be a piece in the next year, and its momentum is one, and it can't be cut all."

"If you can use it to make suitable paper, it will be extremely cheap!"

As soon as she said this, Lao Xiangli and Fat Qing'er also suddenly realized, and high-fived and praised: "Good, you should really try to make all kinds of paper...... I think hemp paper is brittle, maybe the paper made by mixing all kinds of plants and trees can be more suitable for writing......"

This inference has come out.

Zhao Zihu smacked his lips, put Fang Tian's halberd on his shoulder again and said: "It seems that there is no need for me, I will go back to sleep first, I will practice martial arts tomorrow morning, I will not be energetic if I don't sleep well." ”

The three ancestors and grandchildren were satisfied, and they waved their hands like flies to see off the guests, telling him to get out of the house quickly.

Tonight they still have to be busy, to collect raw materials and make several kinds of pulp!

Zhao Zihu saw their impatience, and couldn't help but say to Xiang Liyue: "Don't stay up too late, you will grow old quickly, and become a yellow-faced woman......"

Xiang Liyue's beautiful eyes glared, and she reached out and touched the horsewhip on her waist: "Huh?!" ”

Zhao Zihu suddenly shut up, ran away, slipped out of the martial law circle of the Mo family swordsmen, jumped on the red rabbit horse, and then continued: "If you become a yellow-faced woman, I won't call you Sister Yue, I'll call you Mother-in-law Yue~!" ”

With that, he rode his horse and fled.

Xiangli Yueqi gasped, gritted his silver teeth and said, "Shameless naughty, do you think you can run?" Tomorrow morning, see how I cure you! ”

The age difference between her and Zhao Zihu is too big, and she really cares about it in her heart.

Zhao Zihu teased her like this, which really prided her heart.

It's hard not to break the defense!

The old minister was smiling at the side, but he also said quietly: "Although this cowardly baby is messing around, his words are right, and he doesn't want you to work too hard." ”

"If a person often stays up late and overdraws the essence of his body, he will indeed grow old quickly, and he will be like Your Majesty."

"There is also Qing'er, it is the age of the long body, and it is not enough to work hard during the day, and it is really not suitable to work hard at night."

"You aunts and nephews, let's go and rest early, there is old decay here!"

Xiang Liyue thought about making a shared paper as soon as possible, where would he be willing to rest, and how could there be a reason to keep the old man busy: "Father, we will help you collect all the raw materials, and it will not be ...... to rest again."

The old minister straightened his face and waved his hand: "Let's go, call Qing'er's parents to assist the old man." ”

Xiang Liyue didn't dare to be disobedient, so she had to respond in unison with Qing'er and leave the craftsman camp in a huff.

"Aunt Yue, I heard that the ladies in His Majesty's harem have a secret method for beauty and beauty, you can ask that stubborn tiger for advice tomorrow, ask him to know, and you can use the secret method for you."

Fat Qing'er gave Xiang Liyue an idea as she walked.

Xiang Liyue was still thinking about papermaking, and she was stunned when she heard the words before she reacted, the eldest niece wanted to take more care of herself, so as to attract the lust of the shameless naughty boy.

She was moved in her heart, after all, it is human nature to love beauty, even if Zhao Zihu is aside, she doesn't want to become a yellow-faced woman too early, and she wants to be beautiful forever.

"As soon as he said it tonight, I was anxious to ask for the art of cultivating his face and appearance, wasn't it to satisfy his lust? How embarrassing! ”

Xiang Liyue rarely showed a twisted posture.

Fat Qing'er is a seven-trick exquisite heart, and she understood her mind in an instant, so she pouted helplessly: "Okay, I'll go and ask him for advice, but if he has good food, my aunt won't forget me." ”

Xiang Liyue doted and pinched her fat face: "Auntie has a good thing, when did I forget you......"

……

……

At the same time, in the royal tent.

Ying Zheng rarely went to bed early, but perhaps because the habit had already been formed, he lay on the couch and found it difficult to sleep.

There was a proposal from the chamberlain to invite the lady who accompanied him to sing and dance for him, but he snorted coldly, and he was so frightened that he couldn't hold his urine.

At Yingzheng's age, his energy is too overdrawn, and he has already wet his shoes with the wind, and before the physical deficit is not made up, what kind of bicycle do you need.

Summoning the tiger and wolf, it is not enjoyment, it is a living sin, and you can squeeze him cry in one night!

"By the way, Zhao Tuo can send the music here today?"

Ying Zheng couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, and asked the waiter who was serving at night.

The chamberlain replied, "I sent someone to send it early, can Your Majesty watch it?" ”

He also knew that Zhao Tuo's performance was not a major national political event, but a small report on Zhao Zihu, which belonged to entertainment.

Ying Zheng got up and half-sat down, leaning on the jade pillow: "Fetch it." ”

"Yui."

The inner waiter waved his hand, and was busy going out of the inner room, going to the outer table, finding Zhao Tuo's recital, sending it to Yingzheng, and lighting a few more oil lamps.

Ying Zheng unfolded the bamboo slips, but first saw a few pieces of cloth sandwiched between them, a coastal map, a flying clipper boat, and a sextant map.

It's just that Zhao Tuo's coastal map is very abstract, Ying Zheng didn't understand it at first sight, the sextant pattern, Ying Zheng didn't understand what it was, only attracted by the pattern of the flying clippers, and praised: "This boat is peculiar~!" ”

PS: Ask for recommended tickets and monthly passes at the beginning of the month!

It's not that I don't want to write, I understand it with a handicap, and it's not full-time. It's 3,000 small boutiques, write more and make more money, who doesn't want to write more. Alas!

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