Chapter 550 The third son's temperament is exactly the same as that of the master, hmmm
Chapter 550 The third young master’s character is exactly the same as the master’s, yes... they are both good people (please subscribe and vote)
However, seeing the straw being washed and soaked reminded Cheng Chubi of the abandoned small paper mill in his own town.
That was in the 1980s. Due to inconvenient transportation, many places in the southwest had their own paper mills with small workshops.
The raw materials they used were also these things. Although the quality of the paper produced was very average, it could at least be used for writing.
Cheng Chubi still remembers an uncle who was a technician in a paper mill. It was said that he was a lecturer from a certain university who made mistakes and was demoted.
After studying the process of paper mills in townships, a certain proportion of bark and raw materials rich in cellulose such as reeds were added to the grain straw.
The paper circuits produced are very hard and strong. The reason why I have such a clear impression is because when I was a kid, what I hated most was using a homework book to write on my buttocks.
Because the paper is so hard and tough, the dolls with small arms and legs can't tear it apart after folding it several times.
The paper source of the homework book is the paper produced by the township paper factory.
Later, because straw and other original village materials were used to make paper, the pollution was too serious. In the end, those small paper mills either closed down or merged, returning the green waters and green mountains of their hometown.
After Cheng Chubi graduated from college, he and a group of his former classmates went to the paper mill to reminisce about their youth. After all, they often did heroic deeds like peeing in the foam pool.
The housekeepers, Uncle Fu and Cheng Hu, both noticed the strangeness of their third son. They stood blankly by the pool with a strange smell that hit their noses, with strange smiles on their faces.
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Cheng Hu was about to speak when he saw the butler Fu Shu wave his hand towards him and whisper.
"Don't alarm the Third Young Master. When the Third Young Master has a weird smile on his face, generally speaking, he has an idea or inspiration."
After hearing the words of the butler's rich uncle, Cheng Hu smacked his mouth and looked at the third master's sly smile. He always felt that something was wrong.
Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, said in a low voice with a happy and peaceful smile on his face.
"In our old Cheng family, the eldest son and the second son are pure and honest in nature, but the third son has exactly the same character as the master. Well... they are all good people."
Cheng Hu's head was nodding rapidly, and he was laughing in his heart. What he said... Who is the master? I don't know?
However, the nature of the two young masters, the eldest son and the second son, is indeed, well, I don’t know how to describe it.
If the master is rough but fine, then the eldest young master and the second young master are both rough and fine. The eldest young master is better, and the second young master is a sincere and down-to-earth person.
However, Uncle Fu was able to praise the Third Young Master to such an extent, and coupled with the various deeds of the Third Young Master, Chang'an's top leader, over the past year or so. Tsk tsk...
I'm afraid there really is a tendency for the young to outperform the old, and it can be regarded as the follow-up member of the old Cheng family.
The smile on Cheng Chubi's face finally faded away. "Cheng Hu, are there pens, inks, paper and inkstones here?"
"Yes, please invite the Third Young Master to come with me." Cheng Hu quickly put aside his messy thoughts and strode forward to lead the way.
However, since he didn't bring a quill and could only write simplified Chinese characters with a quill, Cheng Chubi simply asked the butler Fu Shu to take charge.
And he was chattering beside him. As Cheng Chubi dictated from memory, the housekeeper Fu Shu was struggling to copy down the words of the third young master.
Cheng Chubi took over the paper-making process and methods that Uncle Fu had copied, looked at it carefully for a long time, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Ancient man-made paper was made by hammering. In addition, plant ash was used for soaking, which has insufficient alkalinity.
Therefore, Cheng Chubi decided to adopt the method of later generations, using lime to soak, and let them build a large millstone to grind the paper pulp.
In summary, it means crushing, soaking, cooking, refining, screening...
"By the way, I still have a ratio left here, with straw accounting for 60% and reeds accounting for 40%.
It should probably be this ratio, you can try it out according to the process I gave you."
Cheng Hu, who had been in charge of the old Cheng's papermaking workshop, saw that this production process was similar to his own, but there were several differences.
I couldn't help but look at the third young master with shining eyes, who almost said these things without thinking, with awe on his face.
"Third Young Master, did you get this recipe from Xuancheng?"
Cheng Chubi opened his mouth. Although he was not happy that Cheng Hu looked down on him so much, Cheng Chubi was too lazy to explain.
He smiled very enigmatically. "Don't ask any questions, just follow my instructions. I hope I can see the paper pattern before I leave Chang'an and return to Lishan."
"Don't worry, Third Young Master, I will definitely not miss your important event." Cheng Hu immediately answered loudly with his head held high.
After hearing Cheng Hu's energetic answer, Cheng Chubi nodded with satisfaction and could finally leave with peace of mind.
Lao Cheng's family members are relatively down-to-earth, and they will never be careless when doing things. One thing is one thing, and another thing is two things.
After leaving the paper mill, Cheng Chubi raised his head and took a look at the sky. He knew that he had to rush back to Chang'an City to see the tinsmith again.
Because the lead-tin alloy ingots he was asked to develop were delivered today.
"Sigh... I didn't expect that I would be so conscientious and work hard for others."
Cheng Chubi shook his head, he really wished he could catch the Prince of Spare Ribs and show him how hard he worked.
Let him understand the sacrifices his good brother made for him.
As a result, I have been staying in Chang'an these days, and I don't even have time to play cards.
Hmm... the poker players I have trained are either still far away in Qinghai, or they are staying in Lishan Tangquan Palace, soaking in hot springs and eating dried fish.
It’s just me, who works so hard either to treat the Michelin star Wei Wang’s buttocks, or to travel around for the reputation of the Prince of Pork Ribs.
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There are several lead ingots of exactly the same diameter and height placed in front of them. Their cross-section is about one centimeter and their height is about three centimeters.
In addition, there is a recessed groove on one side, which is to make it easier to get stuck and not move when in use.
After all, the fonts copied in regular script of this era were of this size.
Therefore, the lead and tin ingots produced by the gray-bearded tinsmith met Cheng Chubi's requirements.
"According to your instructions, Third Young Master, a total of five proportions of lead and tin ingots were made."
“The ratio of lead to tin ranges from three to seven, four to five, five to five, to six to four, and seven to three.
Among them, this one has moderate hardness and the highest wear resistance..."
Cheng Chubi picked up the lead and tin ingot that the tinsmith mentioned, and rubbed it vigorously on the tribute paper for a long time. After looking at it carefully, he nodded slightly with satisfaction.
Then he picked up a carving knife and carved hard on the lead and tin ingot. After the first cut, Cheng Chubi felt a very comfortable feeling.