The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

No one would have thought that under Zhao Chen's arrangement, they actually made paper.

Although the paper is very rough.

But it was created after all.

Under the reflection of the setting sun, you can see the shimmering light of the newspapers that have not yet dried.

"This...this, I was still thinking about whether this busy day would be of any use. How could I..." Qin Huaiyu looked extremely excited.

Cheng Chumo took the wooden shelf from his hand and looked at the slowly drying paper, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Zhao Chen, how did you do that?" Li Ruoshuang stared at Zhao Chen's eyes with her beautiful eyes.

Previously, Zhao Chen took him to the Ministry of Industry and made small characters on ink pads.

Li Ruoshuang was extremely surprised when the printing problem was solved.

Unexpectedly, they had no idea how to make paper, and Zhao Chen made it this afternoon.

Li Ruoshuang stared, extremely curious as to why Zhao Chen knew so many people.

The strong man standing behind had a look of astonishment on his face at this moment.

Who doesn't know that papermaking is a technology that only those noble families have the ability to possess.

But the Wannian County Marquis in front of him actually made this paper in such a simple way.

For a moment, all the strong men were wondering whether Zhao Chen had secretly learned these techniques from those noble families.

However, he also knew that prominent families used good silk and bamboo to make paper.

It seems different from the things they use today.

Is it possible to say that Wannian County Marquis really came up with this method of making paper?

The strong man thought to himself, and when he saw Zhao Chen's young face, he was a little unsure for a moment.

"Keep working. Lao Cheng, you and Xiao Qin will find more people later. This place must be well protected. No one is allowed to enter here except a few of us."

"By the way, we are going to sell chili peppers in the East and West markets at the same time tomorrow morning. I will go there in person at that time." Zhao Chen said to a few people.

Several companies with the five surnames and Qiwang are just trying to threaten themselves and prevent them from selling their products.

Are you selling those peppers?

Now he has done both papermaking and printing.

Now that he has no worries, Zhao Chen will not easily bypass those people.

"Don't worry, nothing goes wrong!" Cheng Chumo nodded and waved to the muscular man behind him.

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"Uncle Fu, where is Zhao Chen?"

When Li Shimin came to the tavern, it was already dark.

But he only saw Uncle Fu sitting on a stool and dozing off.

Zhao Chen was nowhere to be seen.

"Oh, Mr. Li is here. Sit down quickly. My young master went out with some of his friends at noon and he hasn't come back yet."

"But it seems it's almost time. Mr. Li, please sit down for a moment. I'll pour you a cup of tea for Mr. Li!"

Uncle Fu was awakened and found that standing in front of him was Lao Litou, who often came to the tavern. He smiled and asked him to sit down.

After pouring a cup of tea, he was about to talk to Li Shimin when he saw Zhao Chen and Li Ruoshuang walking in from outside.

"Young Master is tired. I'm going to heat up some food for you." Uncle Fu came over and smiled with Zhao Chen.

"Okay." Zhao Chen nodded.

"Why are you here again today?" As soon as Uncle Fu left, Zhao Chen looked at Li Shimin.

Today, this shameless guy sneaked in several of his storybooks while he wasn't paying attention.

Zhao Chen never thought that the dignified emperor could be so shameless.

This method has been used!

I originally thought that since the emperor had his things, he would not dare to come here again in the past few days.

who knows……

Zhao Chen found that he still underestimated Li Shimin's thickness.

"Duan Lun said that you went to the Ministry of Industry today and developed movable type printing. So, please come and have a look!" Li Shimin laughed.

Said hehe.

He would not take the initiative to mention that he had taken Zhao Chen's script.

It's best to act like it never happened.

"Then you should also go to the Ministry of Industry and see it. I'm afraid you have ulterior motives when you come here!" Zhao Chen took a sip of tea, and the fatigue all over his body was slightly relieved.

He couldn't understand why the emperor came to him.

Li Shimin must have felt itchy after seeing that he had developed movable type printing.

I want to know if the papermaking technology I mentioned can also be achieved?

If possible, ninety-nine percent of the time, I want to get this papermaking technology from myself.

"How can you say this has ulterior motives?" Li Shimin smiled. He had corrected his attitude at the moment and was not annoyed at all by Zhao Chen's words.

"Look, you figured out the movable type printing technology in one afternoon, so the papermaking technology mentioned before must also be possible."

"I came here today just to ask if I need help for how many days it will take."

"But you also know that I am very poor and can't afford to support you, but don't worry, I will pay for the five hundred guan from the craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry. In addition, I will have someone make a few more sets of movable type printing for you."

After Li Shimin finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Chen with a smile.

He asked Zhao Chen what he needed, but he immediately said that he couldn't pay.

It's outrageous for a dignified emperor to look like this.

Li Ruoshuang stood behind Zhao Chen and curled her lips when she heard the emperor's words.

Secretly, the emperor is so stingy.

"Old Li Tou, since I promised to help you get cheap paper, I will naturally not break my promise."

"Look, what is this!" Zhao Chen didn't bother to argue with Li Shimin and directly took out a stack of paper from his arms.

Anyway, based on my understanding of Lao Li Tou, Lao Li Tou himself is so poor that he is in his pants.

It's really unrealistic to ask him to give you money.

Li Shimin thought Zhao Chen was laughing at him again, so he was ready.

As long as Zhao Chen can help him make cheap paper, it will be fine.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chen directly took out a pile of slightly rough paper from his arms and handed it to himself.

"What... is this?" Li Shimin's pupils shrank and he stared at the thing in Zhao Chen's hand.

His consciousness told him that this was a stack of paper.

But rationality told him, from the time Zhao Chen left the Ministry of Industry to now, it was only one afternoon, how could it be possible to create paper so quickly?

"Paper, isn't this what you came here to think about?" Zhao Chen thrust the paper into Li Shimin's hand.

The slightly yellowed paper is a bit rough in your hand, and you can still vaguely see some fibers attached to the paper.

Li Shimin's eyes trembled slightly.

Fold the paper into a pile in your hand, carefully unfold it, and lay it flat on the table.

Then slowly smooth out the wrinkles with your hands.

The paper was cut to about the size of a quarter of a table.

"Okay, okay!" Li Shimin looked at the paper on the table and nodded repeatedly.

He really didn't expect that in just one day, Zhao Chen would develop movable type printing and this paper.

A problem that had plagued him for hundreds of years was solved by Zhao Chen in one day.

"Zhao Chen, you are really a lucky star for me." Li Shimin said to Zhao Chen excitedly.

Both hands were trembling slightly.

The emergence of movable type printing and papermaking will definitely shake the status of the family.

Soon, more and more scholars from poor families will appear in the Tang Dynasty's court.

"Zhao Chen..."

"Those people are here, put your things away!" Li Shimin was about to speak when he saw Zhao Chen waving to him.

Looking back, I saw several shopkeepers who came yesterday, slowly walking towards the tavern.