Huo Guang walked back to the yard and muttered to himself as he walked: "Rice paper is good for writing, but it's still unsatisfactory when used as a substitute for toilet paper. We need to continue to improve."
When I returned to the yard, I saw Zhang Lu who was still kneeling: "Shopkeeper Zhang, why are you still kneeling? Get up quickly."
"Master Huo, please teach me how to make paper." Zhang Lu asked for advice very devoutly. His father had been pursuing it all his life. He never expected to see such thin, transparent, pure white and tough paper in this life. His father's obsession had long since
Farming is in his heart.
Just now, Huo Guang left in a hurry, so he left a message saying "be late", but Zhang Lu kept kneeling, and the servants and maids did not dare to say anything until Huo Guang came back.
"Shopkeeper Zhang, do you really want to learn?"
"Young Master Huo is a great talent. What seems simple to Mr. Huo, but I and others have been pursuing it all our lives. I want to learn, and I want to comfort my father's spirit in heaven, so no matter what the conditions are, as long as Mr. Huo is willing to teach me,
I will work like a cow or a horse to repay you."
Huo Guang helped Zhang Lu up: "I can teach you, but you have to agree to one condition."
"Master, please tell me, don't mention a single condition, I will agree to it even if it's ten or a hundred."
Huo Guang waved his hand and smiled: "As long as you promise me that from today on, you will not waste your papermaking skills and your drive for continuous innovation."
Zhang Lu was stunned and said: "Is that all?"
"Well, that's all."
Zhang Lu solemnly promised: "Young master, don't worry. From today on, Zhang Lu will definitely concentrate on making paper and don't dare to have other thoughts."
Huo Guang patted him on the shoulder and said: "Okay, okay, you have also seen this kind of paper. Although it is good, in my opinion it is just a semi-finished product. I will give you the method. I want you to make better paper than this."
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"Better paper than this?" Zhang Lu looked at Huo Guang in disbelief. In his opinion, this kind of paper was already perfect paper, but in Huo Guang's opinion, it was just a semi-finished product.
"Of course, and there are different types of paper according to different uses. I call this kind of paper rice paper. It is light and translucent. It is very beautiful to write on. It will be used as tribute paper for the emperor and as a memorial for ministers in the future. It is used for writing text.
Paper is fine, but it is too thin and inconvenient for scholars to use. I also need a thicker and harder paper to replace the bamboo slices used by scholars. For ordinary people, a tougher paper is also needed.
Paper, etc."
Huo Guang told Zhang Lu the different types of paper and sketched a blueprint for future research directions.
Zhang Lu looked at the white paper with longing: "Master Huo, please teach me now."
"Don't worry, your family affairs haven't been settled yet. It's getting late today. I still have some things to do tomorrow. Let's wait until the day after tomorrow. You can come to me again and I will teach you and then arrange the rest of the things for you."
Zhang Lu understood that the matter at home that Huo Guang was referring to was his wife, and his wife obviously didn't want him to make paper anymore.
"Don't worry, sir, I will take care of it."
"Don't call me young master from now on, call me boss."
"Yes, boss."
Having made up his mind to follow Huo Guang's lead, Zhang Lu went home to take care of his own affairs at home.
Huo Guang thought that Zhang Lu was good, he was also down-to-earth, a skilled craftsman, and he had a great passion for papermaking, so he could let him try to become the shopkeeper of his own papermaking business.
In the future, paper can also help him make a lot of money.
Huo Guang took down another piece of paper, tore it into small pieces, and wrote the word "fire" in his mind.
The Qi current surged, and the paper in his hand immediately burned into a fire. As he took control of it, the fire became more fierce, and then he stopped. If he continued to add Qi Ke, the house would be burned down.
He picked up another small piece and wrote the word "water". In the same way, the water flow started to surge in mid-air.
He could use Qi to create things like water and fire out of nothing, and he immediately wrote down a golden letter excitedly. If this could be done out of nothing, he would rack his brains to come up with some inventions, and it took off in an instant.
The Qi current surged, but I couldn't succeed no matter what. It turned out that I was just wishful thinking.
After many attempts, only water and fire among metal, wood, water, fire and earth can be generated out of thin air.
Before any more attempts could be made, Huo Zhongru came back. Seeing Huo Guang taking out his bath bucket, there was still a lot of paper pulp in it. He couldn't help but cursed: "You prodigal, I'm ruining a perfectly good bath bucket for you."
Already."
"Father, I have asked someone to buy you a new one. It is much more comfortable than this one."
"That's okay too."
Huo Zhongru nodded with satisfaction and said immediately: "Aguang, I heard in Shaofuyuan today that Gan Fu and the Sang sisters are leaving."
"Well, I'll leave tomorrow and I'll see them off early tomorrow morning."
"Yes, you have to go and give them away. Gan Fu has taught you a lot. Sang Jin and Sang Yu have a close relationship with you. It's not easy to go empty-handed. You go and buy some gifts."
"Father, I have prepared the gift. What else does it mean to have a close relationship?"
Huo Zhongru's new bathtub came back after a while. Huo Zhongru looked at the size and was very satisfied, so it didn't matter that Huo Guang used his bathtub to hold paper pulp.
"Father, look at the paper I made." Huo Guang handed the paper to Huo Zhongru. Huo Zhongru looked at it carefully and then said, "Give me the pen."
Huo Zhongru took the pen and wrote the word "water", controlling the water beside him to fly up.
He was very surprised and said: "This kind of paper seems to be able to replace the ordinary bamboo slices we use. It is very light and easy to carry. It is very inconvenient for scholars to carry a lot of bamboo slices when they go out. With this kind of paper, it is indeed
It would be much more convenient.”
Huo Zhongru discovered business opportunities very keenly.
"Father, you think there is a future, right?"
"I can get more of this, would you mind?"
"High-quality products are troublesome, but low-quality products are much simpler."
"Whatever you want is of high quality and practical, and it's not meant to be presented to the emperor."
Huo Guang raised his eyebrows: "Father, I also plan to dedicate good quality products to the emperor."
"If it is dedicated to the emperor, remember to sell it more expensively. The emperor has plenty of money."
Huo Zhongru can always grasp the key points concisely and concisely.
Huo Guang suddenly had another thought. Huo Zhongru and the others controlled writing, and they could generate things like water and fire. So writing words on paper and using Qi to move them would be very similar to the legendary talisman?
He immediately took down a large piece of paper, wrote a lot of words quickly, and then put the paper in front of him.
"Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all things."
"Cultivation for hundreds of millions of kalpas will prove my magical power."
"Inside and outside the three realms, only the Tao is supreme."
"There is golden light in my body, which reflects my body."
"Golden Light Spell."
After the incantation was finished, there was silence everywhere, and nothing happened. Only Huo Guang, who was putting on a posture, accepted everyone's gaze with some embarrassment.
Huo Guang was a little embarrassed, thinking that he had created the Tao of Talismans by chance, but apparently the rumored golden light spell had no effect.
Huo Zhongru, who had endured not scolding Huo Guang for a whole day, finally couldn't help but said: "My brain is sick."
Even so, Huo Guang still felt that maybe Fu Luyi was really like this, and he had another idea in his mind.
"Since the golden light spell is useless, let's try this."
He stretched out a single palm, with the word "Thunder" written on the palm, and shouted: "Thunder method, thunder in the palm."
The Qi current compressed, and the world between heaven and earth suddenly became suppressed, and a light that was difficult to see directly with the naked eye burst out from Huo Guang's palm.
