Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

"Treasurer Fang, what do you think of the master's strategy?"

Seeing his shocked expression, Li Shimin nodded in satisfaction.

When they learned for the first time that a country could be annihilated in this way, they were no less shocked than Fang Yucheng.

"Sir, gods too!"

Fang Yucheng came to his senses and said quickly.

"If I want you to carry out this plan, do you think it can be done?"

This is the purpose of Li Shimin calling him here, because this is the person recommended by Li Yi'an and he is trustworthy, not to mention they don't have any available merchants under their hands, so let Fang Yucheng come and give it a try.

Fang Yucheng was completely dumbfounded. He could also participate in such matters involving the country's major foreign strategies.

It turns out that this is what the husband said, the real take-off.

If done right, flying is definitely not a dream.

"Chen... I will definitely be able to complete it!"

Fang Yucheng said quickly.

No matter how nervous he is, he also knows this is an opportunity.

He had to work up the courage to say yes.

"it is good!"

Li Shimin was very satisfied with his attitude, and continued: "You go back and prepare well. After dealing with the drought, I will tell you what to do. Wei Qing will send him away first."

"Yes!"

Wei Zheng and Fang Yucheng nodded at the same time.

"Food prices have now dropped to the normal level during the disaster, and they will not rise in a short period of time. Regarding the drought in Hebei and Shandong, we must prepare and deal with food as soon as possible."

Li Shimin continued: "In addition to this, we must continue to prevent the aristocratic family from opposing grain prices and rebelling against the imperial court at this time."

His voice became colder and colder, and he said loudly: "I have ordered you to arrest people immediately if you find any rebellious behavior in the family."

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Time passed quickly, and several days passed.

Li Yi'an's paper mill began to take shape at this time.

Inside the pool, there is a lot of clinker used for papermaking. In the newly built stove, some people are constantly lighting the fire, while others are stirring the clinker in the pot.

During this period of time, he recruited a large number of poor people who had no food due to the disaster. As long as they had food, they were very diligent and quick in their movements. Whatever they had to do, they could do it perfectly as long as they were ordered.

Li Yi'an didn't bother to ask about outside matters, he knew that food prices would drop, that was a sure thing.

"Sir, look!"

A craftsman picked up a piece of paper that had just been dried and cut, and brought it in front of Li Yi'an excitedly.

They are ordinary people who have never touched pen and ink in their lives, and they don't know the quality of paper at all. They just think that the husband is very good. The papermaking method used can save more than ten processes and the production speed is very fast.

Li Yi'an took a general look, and found that the quality was far from that of later generations, but for this era, such smooth and flat paper is considered to be of high quality.

The color of this kind of paper is not too dark. You must know that the paper of this era is light yellow, but Li Yian tried his best to make this light yellow lighter and more beautiful.

"Well done!"

Li Yi'an nodded appreciatively, and then looked at the several stoves next to him. In the boiling water, the clinker was quickly stirred into a uniform pulp, ready to be released at any time for the next process. He asked: "The pulp in this stove, How long have you been stirring?"

"It took only three hours, and the pulp became so beautiful."

The craftsman said excitedly: "In the past, I also helped other families make paper. The pulp is very difficult to stir. It takes at least four or five days to become what we are now."

"At our current speed, how many catties of paper can be produced a day?"

Li Yian continued to ask.

"We currently only have three furnaces. As long as there is enough clinker, one furnace can produce about [-] catties a day, and three furnaces at the same time should be able to produce more than [-] catties," said the craftsman.

"Three hundred catties a day, shouldn't be a lot?"

Li Yi'an didn't have much idea about the weight of paper, because paper in later generations is not worth much, so he continued: "You continue to produce, if you need money, you can ask me anytime, prepare as much clinker as possible, I need a lot of paper now .”

"Yes!"

The craftsman immediately went back to work.

Walking to the other side of the factory, Li Yi'an saw that there were blocks of characters engraved with a single character in reverse, and more than a dozen craftsmen were constantly busy making them.

In addition to the improved papermaking technique, of course he also had to develop movable type printing and use it together. First, use clay to make blanks of the same size and size, and then harden them with fire at high temperature to become clay movable type.

The fonts above are all handwritten by Li Yi'an, and then imitated by craftsmen. They use the Ming Dynasty Taige style calligraphy. This kind of font is neat and beautiful, and it is most suitable for printing.

In order to write a sufficient number of words, Li Yi'an wrote for almost half a month, making sure that there were no mistakes or omissions in every word, and quickly wrote it off.

"gentlemen!"

Seeing him coming, the craftsmen greeted him one after another.

In the past half a month, if it wasn't for Li Yi'an's help, they would have had work and food to eat, and they would have starved to death at home.

"How is the current progress?"

Li Yian asked.

"There are still two days left, sir, the task you ordered us can be completed, and all the glyphs can be created."

One of the craftsmen said respectfully.

"The speed is good. After everything is done, I'll give you extra money. Tonight, I'll have people slaughter the remaining chickens and ducks for extra meals."

Li Yi'an's chickens and ducks are not only used to kill locusts, they can also buy the hearts of these craftsmen.

They couldn't help but cheered. In this environment, it was a happy thing to be able to eat a bite of meat.

Some time ago, after writing all the words that needed to make modules, Li Yi'an started to work on another thing, so he didn't know much about the factory, and basically left it to Chang'an Four Harms to manage.

Now that the inspections are about the same, and they probably know how the development is going, when they are about to go back to the yard, they are stopped by Cheng Chumo and the other four.

"Sir, you said that when your factory is built, you will compete with us, is it okay now?"

Chang Sun Chong said provocatively.

"That's right, half a month has passed, and the price of food in Chang'an has dropped to about ten cents a bucket. Are you afraid that you still haven't made any gestures with us?"

Li Dejian showed even more disdain for Li Yi'an.

"Are you afraid? It's not like that, since you want to find abuse, come with me."

Li Yi'an went back to the yard, opened the door of a house in the backyard, and when he entered, he could see a table in the middle with a fairly large sand table on it.

"This is a sand table?"

It's still the eldest Sun Chong who has some knowledge and can recognize what it is at a glance.

The earliest sand table that appeared in history was during the Eastern Han Dynasty. General Fubo Ma Yuan used rice grains to pile up a model to explain the enemy's situation in Longxi to Emperor Guangwu.

Therefore, the sand table has existed a long time ago.