Chapter 315 Old Man Wang Jian

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 "Haha!"

"Master——"

"Master, we succeeded, we succeeded"

In the back village of the village, several cheerful voices suddenly came from far and near.

"Master!"

"Forehead!"

However, when Su Pei and the others ran to the village and saw a group of heavily armed guards, their voices suddenly stopped. The original smiles disappeared instantly, and instead there was fear on their faces.

I thought these people were here to arrest their young master.

"Xiao Pei, come and see the old general, don't be rude."

"Meet the General"

When Su Pei and others heard that these forbidden troops were not here to arrest the young master, they all breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and saluted.

"It's okay! It's normal for young people to be lively, but I'm very envious of it."

The old man waved his hand, "Little guy, what do you say?"

He came today because he was entrusted by someone and out of interest, so he asked out of curiosity.

"ah!"

When Su Pei heard this, he hesitated and glanced at Su Fan.

"Why don't you take it out and show it to the old general?"

Su Fan naturally knew why the other party was hesitating, so he said calmly.

It was no surprise to him that the paper was successful. After all, he was already familiar with the papermaking process.

And now this mysterious old man obviously has a more than simple identity. He is probably a general in the army. In this case, he originally wanted to catch up with the senior officials of Da Qin, but now it seems that he has just caught up.

Hearing Su Fan's words, Su Yuan quickly took out a stack of papers hidden behind his back.

The paper is yellowish, not the flat and crystal-like paper of later generations, but similar to straw paper. It seems that there were still some failures during the operation.

"What's this?"

The old man was curious.

"This is a blank sheet of paper, made by the boy's order."

"White paper? What's it for?"

"For writing, I am the descendant of a novelist. I have written several novels. I want to spread these to the world and promote my reputation as a novelist. However, I don't know how long it will take to rely on storytelling alone."

"And it would be even more difficult to publish on bamboo slips."

"So I came up with the idea that if I could write on something similar to a piece of paper, I would be able to write faster and write more, and it would be easier to carry and spread."

"This is what you call white paper. It can be written on. Let me try it."

When the old man heard this, his eyes lit up in vain. Although he was a general, he also knew that if it was really what he said, then for the Qin government, the appearance of white paper would at least make it easier to transmit government documents.

Speed ​​up exchanges between the central government and local governments.

"Xiao Pei, go and bring the pen and ink."

Su Fan didn't hesitate after hearing this and ordered.

After a while, Su Pei brought all the pen and ink over.

In this era, the writing brush actually already existed, but not many people used it. After all, when writing on bamboo slips with a writing brush, ink is a problem and can be easily erased.

If it rains and sweats, the words on the bamboo slips will be washed away, and it will not be as good as the inscriptions on the bamboo slips.

Although the yellowed white paper is not as good as the white paper of later generations, it is almost the same as the white paper of the Han and Tang Dynasties.

It can also absorb ink, so Su Fan quickly wrote a few Qin seals.

"Okay, okay!"

Looking at the Qin Zhuan that appeared on the white paper, the old man showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Young man, you are very good, but are you willing to hand over this papermaking technique to the government?"

The old man looked at Su Fan with a lively look.

He was also testing in his mind whether the craftsmanship of papermaking was precious or not. Of course it was extremely precious. Once this white paper came out, it would definitely replace the bamboo slips in the future.

After all, it is so convenient, whether it is writing or carrying, everyone can see it.

So in the future, even if it is very cheap, it will be a terrifying figure when it comes to the world. Even he is a little bit tempted.

"Leave it to the government, of course."

"Originally, I was worried about how to hand over this craft to the government. After all, I don't know the people in the Shaofu, so I have no way."

When Su Fan heard this, he smiled and said.

"If you are really willing to hand it in, I'm not forcing you to do so."

"And do you know what this craft represents? This craft, not only can make you richer than any other country, but it can also make you richest in the world."

The old man said with a smile, he did not believe that the other party could not see the value of this papermaking craft.

"General, please don't tease me. This papermaking craft is indeed of extraordinary value, but for me, it is also the key to my life."

"I still understand the principle that a man is not guilty but carries a jade. If he has the strength of a general, then he may consider taking possession of it."

"However, the boy is still self-aware. If I leave this craft to the empire, I believe that the empire will not treat me badly."

"Good boy!"

When the old man heard this, he laughed a little, and seemed to feel a little happy.

"The boy was raised by his master and practiced qi in the East China Sea for several years. However, he has now reached a bottleneck in his cultivation. This time he entered the world. Firstly, he was unexpectedly inherited by a novelist and decided to make the novelist famous. Secondly, he hoped to use the Qin Empire to improve his cultivation.

for"

"So, this paper-making craft is just for this boy's promotion. I wonder what the general wants?"

Su Fan looked at the old man seriously.

"Good boy, you are planning on me."

When the old man heard this, he immediately understood the other party's plan, but he was not angry. Instead, he said with a somewhat cunning smile: "Do you know who I am?"

"This is the first time that this boy has met the old general. Naturally, he doesn't know. However, the general is very capable and fierce. Those around him are the leaders of the army and the elites of the empire. Therefore, this boy boldly guesses that the general must have been a general in the imperial army before."

"So I invite the general, hehe! I also want to borrow some of the general's power. If I can enter this officialdom in the future, it will be easier."

Su Fan also said with a sly smile.

"Haha! You are a hypocrite. Then you are not afraid that I will have a big enemy in the court, which will cause trouble for you and cause you to be kicked out before you even enter the empire."

"Haha! I believe that if the general really has a big enemy, he probably won't care about a little miscellaneous fish like this kid."

Su Fan felt more and more that the identity of the old man in front of him was not simple.

"uh-huh!"

"Old Man Wang Jian"

Wang Jian stopped teasing, and communicating with this boy made him feel a little relieved. He hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time.

The first time he saw the other person, Wang Jian felt that he was very attractive to his eyes.

"It turns out to be Marquis Wu Cheng. The general is in front of him. Please forgive me for my clumsy eyesight."

Su Fan was shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect to meet such a person here.

Optimus Prime of the Qin Dynasty, there were many generals in history, but there were very few country-destroying generals, and Wang Jian was the leader of the country-destroying generals, destroying many countries in his life.

What's more important is that it would be extraordinary for such a person to be safe in his old age.

After all, it is rare for a general with such great achievements to enjoy his old age in peace.


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