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Chapter 57 Cut off at the source

Seeing that Ling Wenjing was silent, it seemed that he was really thinking about the feasibility of robbing the horse.

Jiang Xiaohua continued to stir the pulp.

After stirring ten times, Jiang Xiaohua carefully observed the color of the pulp.

Previously, I asked my eldest uncle and third uncle to help me make bamboo curtains.

Making bamboo curtains takes time and is not ready yet.

Because she is very demanding.

The surface of the bamboo curtain must be flat, smooth and tight.

Jiang Xiaohua had long ago found a wooden board in the backyard, washed it and dried it. It was as big as an octavo paper, which was enough for now.

"Hey! Come here and help me!" Jiang Xiaohua was holding a wooden board in her hand. The wooden board was not big, but in order to ensure the uniform thickness of a piece of paper, two people had to operate it. Jiang Xiaohua shouted subconsciously.

Ling Wenjing raised his eyes and glanced at the girl coolly. For a moment, he snorted softly but did not move.

Jiang Xiaohua glared at the man, and then realized that she had asked him to feed him again.

Jiang Xiaohua lowered her eyes and had to change her tone: "Mr. Ling, please come over and help me, thank you!"

When Ling Wenjing came over with a stick, Jiang Xiaohua raised her eyebrows: "It's just a title, do you care so much?"

Ling Wenjing stood opposite Jiang Xiaohua. She was tall and looked down at the girl: "I will teach you how to read and write and help you cover up. Is that wrong?"

Jiang Xiaohua shook her head: "That's right!"

Ling Wenjing looked at Jiang Xiaohua and said in a slow voice: "Respecting teachers and respecting education is not just talk."

Jiang Xiaohua nodded: "Everything you said is right, can you help me?"

This man is a bit talkative.

Ling Wenjing looked at the girl steadily and frowned: "Are you angry?"

"No! You saw it wrong!" Jiang Xiaohua twitched the corners of her lips and raised them.

"How to do it?" Ling Wenjing looked down at the stone jar and asked, unable to see anything.

Jiang Xiaohua immersed the wooden board in the pulp and laid it as flat as possible so that a thin layer of pulp would adhere to the wooden board. Her eyes signaled to Ling Wenjing: "Did you see that? Please hold the other end and let's lift it up together. We must do it together."

"

After hearing this, the man stretched out his hand.

Jiang Xiaohua's eyes fell on the man's hand.

He pouted slightly and thought to himself, this guy's hands are really pretty.

"Is it okay?" Ling Wenjing asked after dipping her fingers into the paper pulp.

"Well, I shout one, two, three, and when we hear three, we lift up together!"

"good!"

Jiang Xiaohua's eyes fell on the wooden board and she shouted: "One! Two! Three!"

The movements of their hands are synchronized.

Starting at the same time.

Looking at the thin layer of pulp on the wooden board, which is the original prototype of a piece of paper, is really an unforgettable moment.

I don't know if it will be successful.

Jiang Xiaohua smiled and said to Ling Wenjing: "Okay, let go! Let it dry and then see the effect."

I don't know how effective it will be, or whether it will be easy to peel off on a wooden board.

Now we can only wait.

Jiang Xiaohua squatted in front of the wooden board, pondered for a while, and patted her head. Now there is no such tight, smooth, and flat bamboo curtain. What if a layer of fine cloth is spread on the wooden board?

Will the effect be better than now?

After saying that, the girl stood up and ran out of the hospital.

When I went out, I whispered a few words to my grandmother, Mrs. Jiang, who was guarding the door of the hospital.

Old Mrs. Jiang immediately got up and returned to her room. After a while, she saw Old Mrs. Jiang holding a piece of fine cloth and handing it to Jiang Xiaohua, smiling: "Try this!"

"Milk, then I'm going in!"

Mrs. Jiang touched the girl's head and nodded.

Jiang Xiaohua walked back, squatted in front of the wooden board, and stared at it for a moment.

"If we have horses, how should we train cavalry?" Ling Wenjing had already sat back and asked abruptly.

Jiang Xiaohua didn't even raise her eyebrows, her attention was completely focused on the wooden board, as if she could see a flower.

"Have you prepared heavy armor for both men and horses? This kind of heavy armor cannot be damaged by bows and arrows!"

"No!"

"Then you can give it a try! The biggest threat to the infantry is actually heavy cavalry, which refers to heavy armor! If you disrupt the formation, and then the light cavalry behind them surprise you, the effect should be good." After a pause: "Also

Yes, do you have a military vehicle? It is a military vehicle equipped with weapons and equipment, especially the horse-cutting weapon equipped with a sharp blade. That thing is so good that it can cut off the legs of a war horse. If a person falls off the horse, he will not die.

He is disabled and has no ability to fight. When fighting, the chariots are at the front and can severely damage part of the opponent's cavalry." At this point, Jiang Xiaohua raised her eyes and looked at Ling Wenjing and asked: "Have you ever been on the battlefield?"

Ling Wenjing looked at Jiang Xiaohua closely with her eyes.

When Jiang Xiaohua looked at him, she was shocked: "Why are you looking at me like this? I feel like I'm a delicious snack. You don't want to eat me, do you?"

"Eat you?" Ling Wenjing raised her eyebrows and smiled, looked up and down for a moment and then shook her head: "Now is not the time!"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaohua glared at the man.

"come over!"

Jiang Xiaohua shook her head: "I don't have time, I'm busy!"

"Aren't you afraid of getting tanned?"

Jiang Xiaohua raised her hand and touched her face: "It's not normal for girls on the bank to tan!"

ha!

This girl is really different from the noble girls from the aristocratic families in the capital.

Those noble ladies in the capital must wear curtains to cover their faces when going out, for fear of getting tanned.

"Tell me more about the chariot just now!"

"I forgot!"

The man tapped his fingers on the edge of the kang and asked, "How can I make you think of it?"

Jiang Xiaohua's eyes flickered, and she suddenly raised her head and looked at Ling Wenjing: "You are the Crown Prince, do you have a lot of power in your hands?"

This time Ling Wenjing frowned: "What do you want to do?"

Jiang Xiaohua chuckled, and this time she really stood up from the wooden board, walked over and sat in front of Ling Wenjing, with a smile on her face: "Let's talk about it, exchange the design draft of a military vehicle for something else, don't worry, I will

You can definitely give me what I want."

Ling Wenjing raised the corners of her lips: "Tell me what you want first, in case I can't give it to you."

"It's easy to say, I want to buy the land with wormwood growing in front of Qingyuan Mountain and Hexi Road!"

“What are you buying it for?”

Jiang Xiaohua turned around and pursed her lips towards the stone jar.

Ling Wenjing raised her hand to rest her forehead: "I understand what you mean, isn't it just tree bark and wormwood stalks? You can get these things back without spending a penny, right?"

"You don't understand this. I bought the entire Qingyuan Mountain and the wormwood grassland. After the ownership is mine, others can't touch those things. Only then can this business last for a long time. Otherwise, when our Lao Jiang family makes a profit,

There will always be some people who are jealous of money, and there is no shortage of smart people in the world. When they figure it out, my business will be greatly affected, and I have to cut off this possibility at the source."

Nowadays, the kind of paper made by Jiang Xiaohua is the most common kind.

When all this kind of paper is available in the market.

Jiang Xiaohua has already begun to develop other types.

For example, later generations used green sandalwood bark and straw as the main raw materials to make paper.

When Jiang Xiaohua was looking for medicine in the back mountain today, she found a green sandalwood tree in the forest, but she asked Wang Zhijiang that rice was not grown here.

Only in the south.

In other words, the straw she wants needs to be bought from the south.


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