A piece of paper

Chapter 21 Draw a Big Pie
The warehouse is just behind the stone mortar, built of thick bricks and stones, the floor is raised one meter, and eight pillars are erected outside the warehouse.

Xian Jin went up the three steps, saw Zhou Zhougou and Dong Guanshi each with a key, one left and one right inserted into the keyhole, and only heard a "click", and the lock opened.

A little solemn.

Xian Jin glanced at the window on the left inadvertently——

A small window was wide open.

The window frames were filled with invitations.

Xian Jin took another look at the high-end majestic lock.

That is to say, the operation just now may focus on a sense of ritual.

The corner of Xian Jin's mouth twitched, he patted Steward Dong's shoulder, pointed to the window, and discussed, "When we settle the account, why don't we nail a fence to each window?"

Steward Dong took a look, his face flushed.

Chen Fu took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, hahahahahahaha, laughed like he lost his mind.

The storeroom is worth a lock, and the area is larger than the storefront. Dozens of nanmu drawers are arranged in sequence, and the strong smell of pepper comes from the nostrils.

A little on the nose.

Xian Jin leaned close to the wall and sniffed, it was the smell of pepper paste on the wall.

"Xuan paper needs to be dried. In addition to raising the ground and laying green bricks, paste pepper mud is also very useful."

Chen Fu explained to Xian Jin while eating the steamed stuffed bun. After eating the stuffed stuffed bun in two mouthfuls, he took out the silk cloth and wiped his hands and mouth carefully before stepping into the warehouse door.

Xian Jin looked at him twice more.

It's not that he was surprised by his understanding of rice paper, but that he wiped his hands and mouth before entering the warehouse-this love brain actually still has a respect for the paper industry in his bones.

interesting.

Xian Jin pursed his lips and smiled.

There are two major categories in the warehouse, raw Xuan and cooked Xuan, and dozens of small categories, including tribute, jade plate, coral, mica paper, cold gold, wine gold, waxy gold flower rib, peach red tiger skin... The categories are composed of Sandalwood wood chips are made and hung scattered on the chest of drawers.

"... Rice paper is divided into raw and cooked." Director Dong started to chatter like a mother-in-law, "Raw rice paper is made and baked according to what it looks like, while cooked rice paper is coated with alum, and the paper is hard. And tough, the ink and color are not easy to smear, and it is a good hand for drawing fine brushes or making papers."

Xian Jin touched the paper with "Jiagong" written on it.

Smooth, fine and a little squishy.

It should be Shengxuan.

Xian Jin glanced around, "What is the most paper in our library now?"

Director Dong pouted.

Xian Jin looked at the pile of...um...yellow papers in the corner?
"...Bamboo paper." Director Dong was a little disgusted, "Our house is made of quality. I was surprised when I came to check the warehouse a few days ago. I don't know why there are so many stacks of things like bamboo paper? There are also good ones called Yukou, Sichuan and Fujian bamboos are good, and they can be made a lot—but the pile of paper in our family’s pile has nothing to do with Yukou paper!”

Director Dong tore a piece of paper and handed it to Xian Jin, "Touch it, is this worthy of calling paper??"

how to say?

Director Dong's uplifting look is very...mean?

Usually looks honest and honest and stable self-sustaining.

Just... When talking about paper gossip, it's so cheap.

Xian Jin touched it with a smile.

Ok.

With her superficial, superficial, one-sided understanding of paper.

Does this stack of bamboo paper belong to the rough-edged paper used by the children of later generations to practice calligraphy? ? ?
"Why do you make so much of this paper?"

Xian Jin asked with a smile, a possibility suddenly popped up in his mind, "When the workshops of our Chen family do the year-end summary, are we going to write down the paper production volume for this year?"

Director Dong nodded, "Yes, Jing County has been far ahead for several years in a row. It seems that last year it made [-] knives of paper."

Guanshi Dong understood what Xian Jin meant, paused for a moment, and then returned to his mean look, "Oh! This is a sham! I'm deceiving myself and others!"

You are so smart!
Xian Jin laughed silently.

Chen Fu walked in front, and when he saw something, he exclaimed, "...there are four zhangxuans!"

Xian Jin walked forward quickly, there was a huge sheet of paper on the green brick!

According to Xianjin's visual inspection, it is about [-] to [-] meters long and [-] to [-] meters wide. The paper is beige, and it is tough and thick to the naked eye!
Chen Fu's eyes were slightly red, he turned his head to look at Xian Jin, and said excitedly, "Sizhangxuan! You can't write unless you are a national scholar, and you can't write ink unless you are a celebrity! A workshop as small as Jing County has a Sizhangxuan!"

On Tuesday, the dog’s eyes were also a little red, “Last year, master Sanshun and more than 27 paper makers made Sizhangxuan in the workshop in front! After four days and four nights, I made half a knife, and now there are [-] papers left. "

There were tears in the dog's eyes on Tuesday, "What's the four-zhang Xuan? When Master Li was still there, our family could make Liuzhang and Bazhang Xuan... 150 taels of silver for a piece of paper! Now that Master Li is gone, I can't see it anymore." Hundreds of paper-making masters from Jing County are fishing for paper together!"

Four feet is so magnificent.

Not to mention Bazhang.

The announced selling price is 150 taels, or 10 yuan.

So what about money?
Xian Jin thought of the bleak and pitiful one tael in the account, and he chuckled in his heart, 1000 taels—that's too little!

Xian Jin circled around, thinking about it, and made a whispered confession with Dong Guanshi, and ate white water vegetables and corn rice in the workshop. In the afternoon, Chen Fu and Xian Jin went to Tianhuang River together. , Opposite is the famous Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard, Xu is after the lunch break, all the students who come and go are wearing fine cloth gowns, rubbing their eyes sleepily while walking hurriedly in with cloth bags.

Xian Jin looked back, and saw a middle-aged man with dark complexion, short stature, and thick limbs hurriedly approaching not far away.

Xian Jin greeted him with a smile, "Master Li? I've heard of your name for a long time!"

As soon as Li Sanshun came, he saw a man in pink silk, a jewel top hat, and black eyebrows, and another indifferent young girl with thin eyebrows and eyes, dressed in coarse cloth, and tied her hair with a wooden hairpin on her head. .
Li Sanshun's eyes darkened, and suddenly felt that his future was hopeless, he sighed in despair, "The Chen family sent you two here?"

Just sent you two?
A dude, a bitch?
Li Sanshun sat down on the wooden bench, wiped his eyes, "...Er Gou said that someone from my hometown came and wanted to start our Jing County! I am so happy! I was so happy that I didn't fall asleep for two days! In the dream They are all making paper!"

Li Sanshun glanced at the dude.

Dandy was eating peanuts just now, and there was a piece of peanut red skin hanging from the corner of his mouth.

What a fool!

Li Sanshun burst into tears, "...the Chen family has been kind to our old Li family. My mother was saved by an old ginseng from the old club. We repay the favor! Two generations and three of us worked hard!"

"You can't bully people like this!"

"What do you know?"

"You know how to eat peanuts!"

"What do these girls know?"

Li Sanshun patted his thigh and cried bitterly.

Chen Fu was a little at a loss.

Xian Jin held Chen Fu's shoulder, and when Li Sanshun's cries faded, he calmly said:
"I don't know how to do things, but I can sell paper."

"You can make paper, and I can sell paper."

"We sell paper to make money, and with money, we can make better paper. At that time, I will hire you a hundred helpers to chisel the widest water tank and make the most arrogant big paper. Reveal the myth of Hachijo Xuan!"

　In the news of 18 years, Jing County made a four-foot announcement...you can search and search, it is really shocking!

　　
　
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