Chapter 83
"You might as well call him Marquis Chu!"

"No need, Marquis Cai was appointed as an eunuch, and he became famous all his life as a marquis. I am neither a prince nor an eunuch. Wouldn't it be ridiculous to compete with him for such a false name?"

Chu Feng waved his hand and didn't care.

Lu Su and Liu Ye suddenly felt ashamed, the situation, the situation, the other princes were afraid that their merits would not be widely spread, so they specially sent people to spread the word everywhere!

It's good to be the boss, don't bother!
The layout is big, the ambition is high, and it is unforgettable!

"In that case, let's call him Shouchun Xuan Paper, name it after the place, and let everyone in the world know that this paper was made under my rule." Chu Feng added.

"My lord is wise!" the two said in unison.

"Oh, by the way, find all the archaeological records of the past dynasties, and find someone to be responsible for investigating the authenticity. I will print thousands of copies and pass them on to the world. The civilizations of the past dynasties should not be lost!"

Chu Feng said loudly.

There are too few bamboo slips handed down from generation to generation, and they all rely on copying, and the aristocratic families are mostly monopolized. If you want to read some ancient books, you even need to borrow some from the east family and borrow some from the west family, which is very annoying.

"This... my lord, there are so many ancient books that you can count them by car. It takes a long time to transcribe so many ancient books once, not to mention thousands of times, wouldn't it be a waste of time!"

Lu Su said quickly.

"Writing is naturally time-consuming and labor-intensive, but if it is printing, it should be a hundred times faster!" Chu Feng disagreed. When he sent papermaking over, he naturally thought of printing.

Among the four great inventions, the one that requires the least operation, as long as there is an idea, this thing actually existed in the Han Dynasty, and the Chuanguo Yuxi is also considered printing.

However, due to the quality of paper in the Han Dynasty and the fact that no one thought of printing Chinese characters, printing was delayed until the heyday of the Tang Dynasty.

Blame only the chaos in the middle dynasty!
"Printing?" Hearing the sound, the two of them squinted their eyes and pondered. Both of them are talents of the world, and they are not fools. The literal meaning makes them think about it.

"Let's go, I'll take you to have a look. I don't know if it's done!" Before leaving, Chu Feng asked Li Bo to reward everyone, and explained the details,

Chu Feng then went to the craftsman camp.

Liu Ye and Lu Su followed their eldest brother out to see the world with a child who had never seen the world. To be honest, the things here really opened their eyes.

Not long after, there was a corner of the craftsman camp.

Because the urgency of movable type printing was not high, Chu Feng did not ask many people to work overtime to do it, and there were about thirty people in this courtyard.

All lowered their heads and carved Chinese characters in their hands,

Looking at the blocky Chinese characters, Liu Ye and Lu Su narrowed their eyes slightly, as if they had thought of something, but they didn't seem to think of anything, they looked at Chu Feng eagerly.

The one in charge of carving was an old man. Seeing Chu Feng's sudden visit, he got up nervously and said, "My lord, forgive Cao Min for being dull, the carving is not finished yet!"

"I'll come over and have a look, how much have you carved?" Chu Feng raised his hand.

"My lord, there are only two or three literate craftsmen among the craftsmen, and most craftsmen can only carve less than twenty Chinese characters a day, plus some engraving mistakes, the speed is not fast!"

The old man sighed a little.

"Then how much are you carving now?" Chu Feng stepped forward and picked up a small piece of wood, looking it up and down and asking.

"In half a month, about [-] of them were carved, and they are all over there!" The old man said with a little shame, because the speed was not fast, and it can only be said that they were still hand-made.

Chu Feng looked at the densely packed characters. He stepped forward to play with them. The engraving was fairly fine. He immediately asked, "Have you tried the printing effect?"

"Not yet!" replied the old man.

"Zijing, Ziyang, this is movable type printing. You can put the movable type into the plate and print it into a page. This can make the ancient books of the past dynasties better preserved."

"At that time, books from all over the world can be widely printed, whether they are sold or given as gifts, so that the past history will never sink, and the civilizations of all dynasties will be preserved."

Chu Feng said very solemnly.

The historical materials of the Great Han Dynasty have been well preserved, but there are still many historical books lost, which is heartbreaking.In Chu Feng's view, movable type printing is not profitable, but we must have a pattern.

The two lamented that the lord looked at the eternity, and they were ashamed to be inferior to them. Moreover, this type of movable type printing would be a historical item, but it was all produced by Chu Feng.

The more they looked at Chu Feng, the more mysterious they became. It was a great fortune to serve such people.

"Come on, the two of you will accompany me to record this historic moment." Chu Feng said with a smile.

Liu Ye and Lu Su were full of energy, and quickly agreed that this would be a historic moment, which would be recorded in the annals of history, and the two of them would also be witnesses.

"My lord, with so many words, where should I print them? Or arrange them in random order to see the effect?" Lu Su couldn't help asking, after all, how long would it take to find an article with so many words?

"Of course not in random order!"

Chu Feng waved his hand. He knew clearly that movable type printing should be equipped with the most important thing, alphabetical sorting, so that the corresponding characters can be found faster and better.

"But my lord, how much manpower would it take to find dozens of characters in these thousands of characters?" Lu Su frowned, the disadvantages of this thing are too obvious!

"Classification of characters!" Chu Feng finished speaking: "All the literate people in the camp are called to come and follow me to classify later."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he drew 26 circles on the ground, in order and with corresponding initials and numbers written beside them. Pinyin can be said to be an extremely important thing for human literacy.

"My lord, this is..."

Lu Su and Liu Ye were at a loss, they had never heard of these things, how to classify them?The two claimed to be wise men, but in front of Chu Feng,

They feel a little mentally handicapped.

It's useless to read poetry and books, and they can't keep up with Chu Feng's thinking. They would definitely not be able to think of these strange things.

"Categorize first, talk about it later!"

"Go and get the Chinese characters over there, tell me what they are called, and then place them according to the position I said. You must move quickly and make no mistakes."

Chu Feng said solemnly.

Including Liu Ye and Lu Su, there are six people in total, and they are all ready to fight.

"Okay, let's get started!"

Then, everyone read the words one after another, and then arranged them according to Chu Feng's request, but this process was extremely boring, and Chu Feng's voice was slightly hoarse.

After more than an hour, thousands of characters were classified according to pinyin, and Chu Feng drank warm water to moisten his throat, but Liu Ye and Lu Su were still puzzled.

"My lord, is this all right?" Seeing that Chu Feng was swearing, Lu Su couldn't help asking.

"Naturally, after sorting to find the characters you need, it will take at most a cup of tea." Chu Feng is very confident, mainly because the pinyin is too bad.

"A cup of tea?"

Liu Ye and Lu Su's eyes lit up.

There are [-] characters to find the characters you need, but it only takes a cup of tea?

"My lord, why don't we print the Book of Songs?"

"No need, since it is a historic moment, why do you need to transcribe other people's writing? Why don't you write poetry!" Chu Feng waved his hands, and then fell into deep thought.

Liu Ye and Lu Su were even more at a loss, and said with a bewildered expression: "Compose poetry on the spot? My lord, do you know how to do this?"

Being erudite and talented is not enough to describe Chu Feng, right?
"Know a thing or two!" Chu Feng cleared his throat, and slandered in his heart: I am backed by the Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties, the Four Great Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty, Li Du, big and small, although I can't remember everything.
But it is not difficult to copy any one,
But since it is displayed, it must have a pattern.

After pondering for a long time, Chu Feng suddenly remembered an ancient poem, which made his expression dignified even more, and said in a heavy voice:

"One grain of millet is planted in spring, and ten thousand grains are harvested in autumn."

"There is no idle land in the world, and the people still starve to death."

(End of this chapter)

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