Jia Yi came to the open space outside the door, ready to let himself wind and bask in the sun.

Recently, I've been either in an underground lab or running around in the academy, and I feel like everyone is a little moldy.

But in fact, he only had this desire to be good.

Not long after he sat outside, he saw March hurriedly flying over on a skateboard, carrying a large wooden box in his hand.

Stopping in front of Jia Yi, Jia Yi felt some bad premonitions, pursed his mouth, and asked, "What's the matter?"

March smiled brightly at Jiayi, perhaps because of the backlight, Jiayi felt as if he had been flashed.

"Look. ”

March only said one word, but the joy could barely be suppressed, and she opened the box and handed it to Kaichi.

Jia Yi stared at March, reached out and took it, and there was a box full of white paper, not so white in color, slightly yellowish, ivory white, a bit like the kind of homework book that was deliberately dyed to protect his eyesight.

Jia Yi gently took out a piece of paper, the paper in his hand was very heavy, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a large folded piece of paper.

Unfold the white paper in your hand, the paper is very huge without cutting, and after unfolding, it is almost more than 2 meters long and 1 meter wide, which is about the same size as the paper curtain of papermaking, and the edge should be cut slightly. The paper wasn't too thick, much thinner than the rice paper he had ever seen, and slightly thicker than a normal workbook.

"Well, that's good. Kaichi looked at March in surprise, the quality of the papers was much better than he had imagined.

The paper is very flexible, shaking it with your hand to make a crisp sound, the surface of the paper is smooth, no matter how you compare it, it is much better than the original paper. Although I didn't make a comparison of the writing, I don't know if it would be inked, but at least the surface doesn't look weaker than parchment at all.

Marche held her head a little proud, but with a little reserve, and pointed to a small stack of paper below: "Look at this, the sense of writing is not worse than parchment, the handwriting is very clear, and it is better than being on parchment." The method you gave is indeed very good. ”

"It's your credit, and it doesn't really have much to do with me. ”

Kaichi said as he picked up the paper below, which was a stack of cut paper, each about the size of parchment, but much more regular than parchment.

On the top piece of paper is a small poem copied on it:

The king in the clouds, the poet is the same as you,

Thou hast haunted the storm and mocked the archers;

As soon as he was banished to the earth, he was caught in mockery,

Giant-like wings hinder walking.

Jia Yi didn't care who wrote the poem, at least it didn't look like it was written by March, it didn't match her character, but the writing was much more beautiful than Jia Yi's, and the ink didn't blur at all, it looked much clearer than parchment.

March spent a lot of effort this time, this is not the first batch of paper, in order to explore the best process, they made several batches of paper in a row, this batch is the best of them, specially brought out to show off.

In order to be able to separate it easily after pressing, they tried several times how much kiwifruit vine juice was added to the pulp Chinese medicine before picking out the formula that they thought was most suitable.

"Did you show it to the professor?" asked Kaichi.

"Not yet, this is the plan you proposed, of course, I will show it to you first. ”

Hearing March say this, Jia Yi felt a little embarrassed: "If it weren't for you, no matter how good the plan was, it would just be just a plan, and this time the credit is still your greatest." ”

Together with March, Kaichi cut all the white paper into A4 size, which is smaller than ordinary parchment, divided the paper into small stacks, and distributed them to each professor at the college for them to try first.

Now the factory has not been fully built, and the output of white paper is still very small.

......

Two days later, as soon as Jia Yi had finished installing the machines at the paper mill, someone came to inform him that Gwen was looking for March and himself.

The two of them went to Gwen's office, and Gwen reached out for the two of them to sit down.

Beside her was a stack of white paper, filled with text and graphics, which looked like scratch paper.

After the two of them sat down, Gwen picked up the white paper on the table and handed it to the two: "These are the papers you sent, they are really good to use, I take them to the magazine office of the academy, it is more convenient to use them for printing, I want to know, is your paper easy to make?

Although March asked Gwen for help when he first built the paper mill, Gwen did not get involved in the paper mill, and if it wasn't for Jiayi's foundation, Gwen would not have been involved in this matter as a professor at the college.

However, because of his performance all the time, Jiayi's status in the hearts of the professors of the academy is different. So even though Gwen knew that the paper mill was in charge of the matter, she still called Jia Yi over.

Kaichi took two steps back in his chair and protruded March, causing Gwen to roll his eyes when he saw it.

March settled down, organized the language, and said: "Now, the output is not high, our paper mill has not been completely built, and it is still on the way to construction, a batch of equipment has just been replaced, and it needs to be debugged. ”

March may have been with Jia Yi for a long time, and every time he talks about something, he always likes to talk about the difficulties first, so many things that Gwen can't help frowning, and it seems that it is quite troublesome.

"What if we increase the number of people?" Gwen asked.

As soon as he heard this, Jia Yi suddenly felt a burst of cordiality, once when he was a program ape, the two most common sentences that the project manager said in a hurry were this, increase manpower and overtime, of course, more when he said the latter sentence.

March thought for a while and said: "The main thing is that it is not on the right track yet, and many of them are in the process of exploring, so the progress is not fast, it will take more than a month, and then it will be fast, and it will be able to expand the mass production of the devil, but it will take time to expand the scale." There aren't too many skilled workers right now, and they need to be trained. ”

"It only takes a month, but I thought it would take you to say so much. Gwen felt relieved, listening to March's words just now, it seemed that it would be at least half a year before the actual mass production of blank paper.

"I am nearing completion of the first volume of plant taxonomy that I have written, and I am ready to print it on your blank paper, so that I can print a little more. ”

Plant taxonomy is a tome, and now it has been more than a year, and Gwen has exhausted his previous accumulation to write the first volume, setting a tone, and it will take more effort to continue to add to it, and there will hardly be an end to it.

In fact, she is only going to write the first volume first, listing some representative plants, and then depending on the reaction, she will decide whether to continue, and it is unrealistic for her to want to classify all the plants by herself.

What she is doing now is just setting a universal standard, and then future generations will fill in this standard.

The cost of parchment for a book of this size to be printed was too great, and now that cheap paper was available, Gwen immediately thought of using white paper to print. The lower cost will greatly promote the spread of the book.

If it can't go viral, her book will only become a background, and perhaps future generations will mention what efforts someone has made.

But if it spreads and is accepted by the vast majority of people, then she is the originator of this category, and all those who study plant taxonomy cannot avoid her. The appearance of blank paper has provided a great boost to the dissemination of her book.

Of course, this also requires the classification she gives appropriately.

PS: The poem is Baudelaire's "Albatross"