Su Tan leaned on the threshold, tilted his head to look into the house, and asked with a sigh: "Father, Fusu was walking in Xianyang City today, prejudiced the blacksmith shop, and thought of one thing. ”

At that time, it would take a lot of big iron pots to cook the bark, but there was no one at the moment, so he wanted to ask his father to help make some of them, so that they would be convenient to use at that time.

"Done." Ying Zheng's eyes were dark, he pulled up the bedclothes on his body, and said in a low voice: "You have raised so many workers under your door before, although you are called." ”

The childish child in front of him had clear eyes and overflowing thoughts of admiration, but he couldn't just be a child, he had a dream of a Xuannu, and he was really talented.

Su Tan nodded obediently, as long as he told his political father, what he wanted should be fine.

He can make the iron pot by himself, but without Ying Zheng, the father and son will inevitably end up suspicious, he wants to be the strongest assistant to the political father, and he doesn't want to compete with him for power and profit.

Not only is Amu's Chu group unable to defeat King Qin, but he is from modern times, and he does not have the skills to compete with Qin Shi Huang.

That's the First Emperor!

He only begged his political father to be kind to him and not to secretly attack him, after all, his political father will have eighteen sons in the future, and he will occupy at most one of them.

It's not like that.

After that, he walked back to Ganquan Palace to sleep on his short legs, and was about to fall asleep, but his father got up to learn to swim.

Studying and practicing martial arts step by step, let him grow up quickly, and in just three months, from the peach blossoms to the growth of fluffy peaches, Su Tan finally completely integrated into the life of Ganquan Palace.

The cub's eyes were shining, his little hands were behind his back, and he looked in front of him with excitement on his face—

The bark that was originally peeled off is now soaked in lime water, steamed, selected and cut into sections, and has been beaten into a fine pulp.

There is only the last step left, the curtain pressing paper, that is, the washed paper film is stacked neatly, and then pressed with a long board when it is one foot thick, and the stones prepared in advance are pressed out on it.

Su Tan clenched his little fist and looked at it with excitement on his face, if this was successful, he would never have to scrape his ass and balls with bamboo slices again!

He expressed deep resentment!

He raised his little head and looked at Yingzheng on the side, and saw that the man had a dark expression, and he was looking at the busy temple people in front of him with deep eyes.

Paper.

The text carries the way, and the paper carries the text.

Just thinking about it, he knew the importance of it, and now the paper appeared in front of him out of nothing, which made it difficult to hide the excitement in his heart.

After two months of busy work, it is now time to witness the success. And when the last stack of paper is fished out, the drain in front is almost the same.

Stick the paper pressed to a quick dry spot on the edge of the fire, dry it with fire, the moisture disappears, and the paper is ready.

When the moisture is coaxed to dry a little bit, the original appearance of the paper will be revealed, and the white and smooth paper will be solemnly removed by a pair of big palms.

Su Tan raised his eyes to look, and saw that his father couldn't hide his excitement, gently stroked the paper, and tentatively tore it.

"Tough but soft!" Ying Zheng saw the finished product for the first time, and he was really shocked, after all, the emergency version presented by Fusu last time was really thick, crisp and yellow, and it was better to directly take the inner membrane of the bark.

But now paper has a new lease of life.

"Color!"

Looking at the political father who couldn't hide his excitement, Su Tan's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, he offered the pen and ink on the side, and said with a smile: "The ultimate goal of paper is to write, try it?" ”

Ying Zheng listened to the milky voice in the cub's milk, and felt very pleasant at the moment, and he happily wrote.

"Color!"

He didn't hold back and wrote color words directly.

Su Tan had a string in his heart, this moment was the real test, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, looking at the words through the back of the paper, the hanging heart fell.

"Fusu to try?" Ying Zheng is obviously in a good mood, and even his eyebrows and eyes are much more relaxed.

Su Tan rubbed his little hands, then he had to take out the thin gold body that he had been practicing hard for a long time.

"Color."

A simple word, written in a big seal, has a different taste than written in thin gold.

"Not bad!" Ying Zheng looked at the words he wrote, and he was in a better mood.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

Su Tan smiled and said that it was a dream of a Xuannu, and he learned to write it when he liked it.

Behind the two of them, standing Li Si, Wang Qian, Meng Wu, Wang Juan, Lu Buwei, etc., saw the success of the paper, and their eyes were full of brilliance.

"Now that there is snow-white and soft paper, this ink is a little incompatible, and I need to find some better pen and ink when the time comes." Lu Buwei stroked his beard, smiled happily, and looked like an ordinary loving little old man.

Who would have thought that he would be unable to turn over the young King Qin.

And Wang Ben and Meng Wu, as Fusu's teachers, are very happy for him in their hearts, and they can do some practical things, and his face as a teacher is also very glorious.

And Wang Juan looked happy on his face, but in fact, he was a little scrutinizing in his heart, and he was guessing the possibility of King Qin canonizing the crown prince.

You don't have to bet on it, but you certainly can't make a bad bet.

He was also a little sour in his heart, when his child was three and a half years old, he didn't have this ability, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if this was King Qin's momentum in order to canonize the crown prince.

The surrounding temple people also have irrepressible excitement, after all, they have been busy around the bark for three months, and the success is naturally good, if it fails, there are so many new pits of bark in the follow-up, how to deal with it.

Under the sun, everyone's faces were full of nervousness.

As the papers were peeled off one by one, a thick pile was placed in front of him, and where Su Tan couldn't see it, Ying Zheng looked at him with a slightly stunned expression.

Su Tan was overjoyed, hugging his father's legs, jumping with joy.

"This paper is ready, and the farm manure must have been piled up, which is really a good day for double happiness."

Saying this, the two of them went to the outskirts of the city again, the smell of farmhouse fertilizer was very big, and it was obvious that they could not experiment in Xianyang City, so they chose to go outside.

When the group arrived, there were already people waiting at the door, and when they saw the arrival of the frame, they hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Su Tan was carried by Yingzheng and got out of the carriage, and he could smell a stuffy smell from a distance, which was not very good.

But Ying Zheng looked calm, after all, Fusu said that this farmhouse manure is piled up, which can increase the yield. He was really looking forward to it.

Before the huge compost, it was obvious that the twigs and manure had changed shape after fermentation.

Su Tan got up and walked to the farmer's fertilizer and poked it with a stick, he had never seen the farmer's fertilizer, at most he had seen the flower fertilizer he planted flowers, which was completely different from this.

Therefore, he didn't see the certainty of the paper in his expression, and even this was not in the small video, and he really didn't know if it was successful this time.

"Dig out two pieces of land, one with farm manure and one without it, and see how many days you compare?" Su Tan thought that he had to compare.

As the saying goes, experiment makes sense.

Who knows—

The farmer in charge on the side said excitedly: "No need to compare, I've been doing this these days, thinking about seeing which date will be closer to perfection." ”

As he spoke, he led everyone to a field not far away, divided into small fields with the same crops, with small pieces of wood inserted on the side, specific information written on them, and even numbers.

"Awesome!" Su Tan couldn't help but praise when he saw it.

In the end, he is not as professional and thoughtful as the farmer.

"That's good!" He boasted again.

The farmer's eyes were shining, and he was overjoyed.

Ying Zheng walked on the ridge of the field, looking at the ramie planted in the field, and on the edge of each piece of fertilized land, there was a piece of non-fertilized land for comparison.

He looked at the recent dates, the emergence of seedlings on both sides, and it was obvious that after applying farm fertilizer, the ramie seedlings grew exceptionally strong and had a high germination rate.

"Color!" Ying □□ and gently stroked the ramie seedlings in the ground, and her heart was hot. It's really amazing, how can there be such a good existence that can increase grain production.

Is his hegemony of destroying the Six Kingdoms and dominating the world finally going to be realized?

And yet—

"You're a farmer? So you spend your days researching how to farm? According to the season, weather, etc., do you know how to weed and catch insects? The milky voice belonging to Childe Fusu's milk sounded.

Followed by the farmer's rich and modest voice: "Yes, although Lin is not as smart as his son, he has learned the farm since he was a child, and it can be regarded as a slight success." ”

Su Tan understood, this is a powerful person in the farmer's family.

"I'll teach you a little trick, do you want to learn it?" He asked with a smile.