The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"Although there are many craftsmen in the Ministry of Industry, their papermaking and printing skills are at the lowest level. They are not as good as one of our small workshops."

"Ask them for help? Zhao Chen's Wangyou Bookstore is in trouble."

"No, the rice paper that is paid tribute every year comes from us, and the books that are printed are also produced by our workshop."

"Without us, the entire Tang library would have gone out of business."

"Zhao Chen, he is nothing!"

"Ha ha!"

Several people at the banquet heard excited laughter.

They would never have thought that Zhao Chen went to the Ministry of Industry just to ask someone to help him make small characters on ink pads.

For a time, the four shopkeepers felt extremely relieved.

They all agreed to go to Zhao Chen's tavern tonight and ridicule him severely.

…

After lunch, Zhao Chen and others left the tavern.

Movable type printing has been completed, and now we are waiting to make paper.

The streets are full of people and the October breeze is blowing, making people feel comfortable.

But Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu were full of curiosity at the moment.

They just heard Li Ruoshuang say that Zhao Chen wanted to make paper and print by himself.

The sound of this made them excited and unbelievable.

Not to mention that printing is time-consuming and labor-intensive, let’s talk about papermaking, which is so easy to do.

If the aristocratic family had not monopolized the papermaking technology, where would it be today?

Even if the royal family commands the Ministry of Industry, it will be difficult for them to be self-sufficient.

But Li Ruoshuang said that Zhao Chen wanted to make paper and print by himself. No matter how they thought about it, neither of them could accept it.

Finally, they were almost there. Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu accelerated and reached the front of Zhao Chen.

"Zhao Chen, do you really want to make paper and print by yourself?"

"This is too difficult. Even if you know how to do it, it can't be done in a day or two."

"We'd better think of other ways. Why don't we ask His Majesty for paper, and then let the craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry print it...

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"It's been too long, we can't wait. Even if we are lucky enough to survive this time, where will our paper come from in the future? We all need to rely on the Ministry of Industry for printing?" Zhao Chen interrupted the two of them and shook his head.

"But making paper and printing is not that easy, otherwise..."

"I've already done the printing. Let's go make paper now. I think it's very easy." Zhao Chen smiled and patted Qin Huaiyu on the shoulder.

"ah?"

Qin Huaiyu was stunned on the spot.

Also stunned on the side was Cheng Chumo.

The two looked at each other, both a little confused.

"What did Zhao Chen just say? Why am I confused?" Cheng Chumo asked.

"He... seems to be saying that printing... he has solved it, and now he is going to make paper!" Qin Huaiyu said intermittently.

"Solved printing? How did he do it?"

"It's only been a morning. Even the craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry can't carve it so fast, right?"

"It's definitely not what we thought!"

The two of them looked at Zhao Chen's walking figure with surprise and suspicion on their faces.

…

"Lord County Marquis!"

Cheng Chumo was Zhao Chenxun's secret base. At this moment, there were no less than fifty strong men standing there.

Behind them are the cutters, large water basins, steamers, and beating tanks that have been prepared according to Zhao Chen's instructions...

"Zhao Chen, these are our own people and we can trust them completely." Cheng Chumo said to Zhao Chen.

But in his heart, he was curious about how Zhao Chen would make paper.

Zhao Chen nodded and looked at the group of strong men in front of him. "Everyone, please keep confidential what you are doing here today. After it is completed, I will give each of you ten silver coins as reward."

Different from the craftsmen, these exquisite

When the strong man heard that Zhao Chen was so generous, although his eyes flashed with shock, he did not speak.

These people are obviously trained.

He should be a general in Duke Lu's palace.

Cheng Chumo was able to bring these people out, and Zhao Chen was also grateful.

"Thank you!" Zhao Chen and Cheng Chumo said.

"Hey, we are brothers, what do you mean by that? Huaiyu's family's generals are all out collecting straw."

"Tomorrow morning, I will call a few more people to come over and be responsible for guarding the door here." Cheng Chumo said with a smile.

I was grateful to Zhao Chen, but I was also very happy.

"Zhao Chen, please don't say this again in the future. You saved my father, and nothing you say can be as great as your kindness." Qin Huaiyu also shook his head and said to Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen nodded and no longer dwelled on this matter.

"Arrange the mission now!" Zhao Chen looked at the fifty strong men in front of him.

"Fifteen people are responsible for cutting hemp, straw and other raw materials."

"Five people are responsible for washing the chopped hemp and straw with water."

"Five more people are responsible for soaking the washed hemp and straw into gray water!"

"It takes three people to steam and cook, and pounding is a manual job. Ten people are divided into two batches and take turns pounding."

"Seven people make pulp, and the rest are responsible for making paper."

"Do you understand everything?"

Zhao Chen finally asked questions loudly.

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

Zhao Chen nodded and waved, and everyone dispersed and started doing their own things in batches.

Soon, the sound of cutting rotten hemp, straw and other raw materials began to sound.

A batch was cut there, and someone was immediately responsible for cleaning it.

Cleaning is complete and gray water is ready.

The fire was also lit over there, and the steamer began to steam.

"Is this really okay?" Cheng Chumo asked worriedly.

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Qin Huaiyu stared closely at the movements of the people in front without saying a word.

"There's definitely no problem, I believe Zhao Chen." Li Ruoshuang replied immediately, her eyes firm.

She saw with her own eyes that Zhao Chen had those craftsmen bake the small characters on the seal.

Just press lightly and you can print your handwriting.

It's indescribably much better than the previous printing.

Fortunately, it occupies a large area and there are no other houses nearby. Otherwise, such a big movement would definitely attract attention.

The room was in full swing. Although autumn was getting stronger, the heat was still overwhelming here.

The first steamer was finally steamed through, and a strong man carefully removed the steamer and poured the ingredients inside into the stone mortar next to it.

Someone was immediately responsible for pounding it.

Zhao Chen's eyes were full of anticipation. When they finished pounding the meat, they could put it into the water and beat it.

You can make paper in no time.

When it dries, it will be a new piece of paper.

Time passed slowly, and several people also went from inside to outside.

The temperature inside was really high, and Zhao Chen had asked Cheng Chumo to have the four walls smashed down tonight.

Otherwise, there would be no way to make paper for a long time.

"Lord County Marquis, the first piece of paper has been copied and is now waiting to be dried." A strong man ran out and said to Zhao Chen.

"You sit down first, I'll take it out!" Cheng Chumo heard this, which was much faster than Zhao Chen.

The shocked and muscular man on the side was full of curiosity.

They knew that this young master was usually under the control of Yi Qi. Why did he behave like this in front of the ten thousand-year-old county prince today?

Just like a follower.

Before he could think about it, Cheng Chumo had already copied a piece of paper and ran out excitedly.

"Zhao Chen, you are so awesome, you really made paper." Cheng Chumo shouted excitedly to Zhao Chen.