4. Chu Zhi (recommendations for new readers and new books)

In the study, Huang Chengyan pondered. He knew that water power was a powerful force of heaven and earth, but now it was a challenge for him to replace manpower with water power in the papermaking process.

However, he enjoys this challenge very much.

The Four Books and Five Classics teach him the principles of life, but these miscellaneous book craftsmanship skills can open up a new world for him and allow him to better implement the benevolence in his heart.

Several oil lamps were lit, and the light was not dim.

Huang Yueying didn't bother her old father. She could be smart, but she couldn't be too evil, so her thoughts were on other things.

For a future generation like her, the dim light of the oil lamp is still a bit unbearable. In such an old era, life is inconvenient everywhere. It would be false not to miss future generations, but to say that there is a particularly big nostalgia, then

She probably just missed the freedom and convenience of life, but she knew that missing it was of no use.

Fortunately, she did not travel to a poor family.

The Mianyang Huang family was founded by her grandfather, her old father's father. Several of her grandfather's brothers came with her at that time, but only her grandfather became an official in Mianyang and became the county magistrate.

This branch was established and later recognized by the main branch of Xiangyang.

In Huang Chengyan's generation, there was almost no one in the Huang family who could fight. However, Huang Chengyan became famous not long after studying abroad. Countless talented people lost to him in debates on the classics, so year after year, his prestige increased.

Risheng. The strong are naturally respected. Because of this, although the old father is not the head of the Huang family, he is almost the honorary head of the Huang family. The main branch in Xiangyang has nothing to do.

But from the old father's point of view, although the Xiangyang Huang family is from the same clan as him, the relationship is obviously quite distant, so the Xiangyang Huang family, who is a member of Zhuzhi, has to share a share with the other aristocratic families in Jingzhou.

Tsk, the old father said he was reclusive, but in fact, his words and deeds could influence many people.

After that, the more things she had to do, the more busy her old father had to do. Their family couldn't escape this whirlpool.

"Father, the bearing of the overturned waterwheel can rotate. What if the bearing is longer? How about the workshop from one end to the shore?" Seeing that the old father was still looking at the drawing of the waterwheel, he spoke and pointed with his finger to indicate.

Huang Chengyan's eyes lit up, "It makes sense."

Then, I tried to start perfecting it.

…

Early the next morning, Huang Chengyan had already written a handwritten letter on bamboo paper and ordered his servant Zhou Yang to send it to every house in Xiangyang. He thought that soon the house would be lively, and Achu would definitely like the name he gave on bamboo paper.

As for Huang Yueying, she called Huang Cong again after breakfast. Now that her old father is back, it's time for her to have some fun. As a child, you have to act like a child.

"Sister, my aunt gave me a roll of bamboo paper yesterday. After taking it home, my father was very excited." Huang Cong looked at Huang Yueying with admiration, although this sister was not much taller than him.

"What do your father think?"

"My father said that although there are still flaws, it is much better than Cai Hou's paper." Huang Cong said cheerfully, "I also heard that the cost should not be high, and I said that I will visit my uncle today."

Huang Yueying nodded, "Are you ready?"

"My father didn't let me use it..." Huang Cong felt aggrieved. He brought it back because he had been following Huang Yueying for so long. There was no credit, but hard work. As a result, he could only touch it and couldn't write.

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Huang Yueying:......

"Just go to the workshop today to get some. Don't let your father know about it." Although she was a little speechless, she also knew that these papers were not too valuable.

"Thank you, sister!" Huang Cong was happy.

Huang Yueying also laughed, she is still a child, which is great.

This is a troubled time. Although she is a woman, she comes from a later generation, so naturally she also has the idea of ​​​​making achievements, so she should develop first, and even if she is developed, she will not waste it.

Article 3 of the Time Travel Guide: Build walls high, accumulate food widely, and become king slowly.

Since she made up her mind to bring the light of the new era to this chaotic old era, she had to do it step by step.

Today she went out, partly to play, and partly to see where it would be suitable to build a larger workshop. Her old father only completed half of the idea yesterday, and he probably had to rush to work today, so she wouldn't join in the fun. For her old father

That's not a difficult thing to do.

Then he stood on the bank of the river and looked south. Further south, there was Jiaozhou, which governed later Guangdong, Guangxi and northern and central Vietnam. The state governed Panyu. Although the climate in Guangdong and Guangxi is hot, it is not suitable for many plants.

, is the chosen place.

Besides, the sugar cane grown there is an important step in sugar production. It's near the sea, and you can eat a lot of seafood. If there is a chance, she will go there.

However, she must at least wait until her body becomes stronger. No matter what era, the body is the capital of revolution. Besides, she will not travel far without enough weapons.

Jingzhou has many water systems and rich resources. If we really use them all, they can change the world.

"Second mother is here?" When they arrived at the workshop, Song Bo and others greeted her warmly.

The temperature in the workshop is not high, it is already late November, but these people are still wearing linen and straw sandals. Huang Cong's feet are also straw sandals. The cloth shoes on her feet are not warm, let alone this group of people.

Productivity still needs to be improved.

It can be said that the upper limit of an era is determined by its productivity.

"Uncle Song." Huang Yueying smiled and nodded. Seeing that the two people were not there, she asked, "Are you going to cut Hsinchu again?"

"Yes, the husband was so happy yesterday, and the second mother asked us for help, so naturally we have to work hard today. Today, let Lao Zhang take all the wives and young men from our families there.

Hsinchu has been cut down." Song Bo explained.

If the owner treats them well, they will naturally repay them. In Huangjiazhuang, their life as tenants is much better than in other places. Yesterday, each family received an extra fifty kilograms of corn, so of course they have to work more.

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Huang Yueying was stunned and helpless. In this era, most people are more honest. If you are good to him, he will be better to you...

"Uncle Song, it's cold today."

"Don't worry, Er Niang. The heavy rains in the past few months have caused bamboo shoots to pop up everywhere in the mountains. Now after these few months, a lot of new bamboo has grown." Song Bo laughed, "They don't know how to cut it.

Wrong, and Lao Zhang and the others brought not only knives but also bows. No matter what, they all have the ability to protect themselves."

Seeing this, Huang Yueying stopped talking. They are very simple and know that they need their labor to survive with enough food and drink, but she really doesn't want to be a black-hearted capitalist!

"The workshop will definitely be expanded. Uncle Song, you must memorize the papermaking process and practice it. You will be needed to lead apprentices." Yes, this group of people will be masters of papermaking in the future.

"Okay." Song Bo agreed with a smile, but then he was embarrassed, "As for farming..."

"Don't worry, I will discuss this matter with my father. We can recruit more tenants or helpers then." Huang Yueying waved her hand, expansion will be a matter of next year, and spring plowing will also be a matter of next year.

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Five days later, Xiangyang, the main hall of the Prefecture Mufu.

Liu Biao, who had already grown old, knelt down and sat on the throne, listening to his civil and military subordinates explain the major and minor matters of these days.

"My lord, this year's autumn harvest has ended, and autumn grains from various places have also arrived in Xiangyang. Now the new grains in the treasury have arrived. My lord is now harvesting Lingling and Guiyang from the south. We still need a batch of grains to deal with the aftermath." Below, an elegant man.

A middle-aged man knelt down behind his desk and spoke to Liu Biao above him.

"Then we'll ship some over. Spring plowing in Zirou, Lingling, and Guiyang next year is a top priority, so we must not neglect it." Liu Biao nodded in agreement. Kuai Liang always felt at ease when doing things, but he still needed to

Let’s make it clear so that others won’t be blind to it.

"promise."

"My lord, there is a letter from Duke Chengyan." At this time, an attendant came in to report.

Liu Biao was a little surprised, then waved his hand, "Bring him in."

Although Huang Chengyan and he were brothers-in-law, they rarely exchanged letters with him, so he was surprised.

"promise."

After a while, Zhou Yang saluted Liu Biao and said, "This little man Zhou Yang has met Zhou Mu."

Then he handed over a bamboo knot. Inside the bamboo knot was naturally Huang Chengyan's letter. The attendant on the side took it and handed it to Liu Biao.

Liu Biao opened the bamboo tube and saw a piece of white cloth. When he took it into his hand, he rubbed it with his fingers. It was not cloth, but paper. Only then did Liu Biao realize that it felt like paper.

What a piece of paper!

Opening the letter, there was only one sentence in the letter: How does the Chu paper made by A Chu compare with Cai Hou paper?

Liu Biao stood up in surprise, and then looked through it carefully. It was whiter than snow. Looking at Huang Chengyan's handwriting, the ink penetrated and persisted, and there was a faint fragrance.

Thinking of this, Liu Biao sniffed it, and then smiled. His brother-in-law was quite interesting, so he smiled and said, "Chengyan is quite elegant. Is this an improvement on Cai Hou paper?"

"Zhou Mu guessed wrong. This new paper, named Chu Paper by the owner of the family, was made by my daughter-in-law." Zhou Yang then explained.

"Your little girl?" Liu Biao thought for a moment and decided, yes. The letter said it was A Chu who made it. He really didn't react just now, "A Chu?"

"Exactly." Zhou Yang bent down slightly. Although he was here to deliver a letter, he also followed his master's instructions and came to make his wife famous.

"Chu Zhe, the ancient name of Jingzhou, does it fit the name of your daughter-in-law?" Liu Biao smiled and shook his head helplessly, "It's great that I got the name Chengyan Gong!"

Yes, the acquisition is excellent. Once this Chu paper is sold to other states, their reputation in Jingzhou will immediately rise to a new height. Below, Kuai Liang and his younger brother Kuai Yue looked at each other. Obviously, they were both.

I thought of the same place.

"What Zhou Mu said is that the master of the family did not sleep all night because of this name. The master of the family said that Chu Zhi should be used in the world."

After Zhou Yang said these words, some of the officials in the hall could not sit still.

"My lord, I would like to take the liberty of borrowing the letter and take a look at it?" Cai Hao looked at his brother-in-law at this time. He was quite curious about what kind of paper A Chu made.

"Yes." Liu Biao was not polite.
To be continued...