Qin Hu

Chapter 79 One more thing, Counselor seems to be playing tricks, and I still haven't pointed it out!

When Zhao Zihu admired the wisdom of his grandfather and grandson, Lao Xiangli also explained the papermaking process to Yingzheng concisely.

Ying Zheng could only understand the general idea, but he didn't intend to delve into it. He just wanted to see the result: "According to what Lao Aiqing said, after washing the hemp pulp, you can try to make paper, isn't it?"

The old minister nodded: "Of course, but I don't know if it is suitable. If it is not suitable, it is necessary to improve the pulping or washing process."

Ying Zheng heard Danfeng's eyes shine, and said excitedly: "Can you make a few first, so that I can open my eyes?"

"Your Majesty's words are serious, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Old Xiangli hurriedly bowed his hands in response, and then greeted Xiangliyue and Fat Qing'er who was beating the pulp. The grandparent and grandson worked together to fish out some hemp pulp from the lime water cart.

Then, sprinkle the hemp pulp into a mold that has been prepared earlier, and sieve and wash it in a clean water cart filled with clean water.

The so-called mold is a wooden frame trough with a tulle bottom stretched underneath it. After sifting and washing the hemp pulp, the hemp pulp is also sieved evenly in the mold, and finally scooped up to drain the water, and the hemp pulp fibers are on the tulle. The shape is left as a wet hemp pulp sheet, which is dried and peeled off in the sun, and it is a piece of hemp paper.

However, at this time the moon was rising high, but there was no scorching sun to dry it off.

Xiangli Yueyan watched Yingzheng waiting to see the result, so she brought the mold to the campfire for lighting and baked it on the campfire to make it dry quickly.

This is the ingenuity of the engineering dog. It looks dull, but in fact it is outstanding. The so-called technical difficulties are overcome in this way!

Zhao Zihu’s hands were itchy while watching, and the soul of the engineering dog was also awakened. He took a yarn frame mold, fished some hemp pulp from the water wheel of the plant gray water, and sieved it in a clean water wheel. Try to sieve Homogenized pulp.

Engineering dogs pay attention to methods, and Zhao Zihu soon realized that it would take some effort to forcefully sieve the hemp pulp evenly, so he took off the Tang knife on his waist guard, and called Zhao Gao, "Master Zhao, come and help me!" , help me get the gauze frame."

Zhao Gao was speechless, and he didn't want to talk to him, but at this time Ying Zheng was beside him, and he had to be obedient, rolled up his sleeves and reluctantly stepped forward to help Zhao Zihu hold the gauze frame.

Zhao Zihu freed his hand and held the gauntlet Tang Dao with sheath as a wooden stick to beat the hemp pulp fibers floating in the water.

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He knocked very carefully, constantly adjusting the strength, knocking the fibers of the hemp pulp apart and making them float evenly.

But it was a pain for Zhao Gao, he leaned forward with his buttocks pouted, holding the gauze frame with both hands and could not move around, Zhao Zihu's beating on the hemp pulp splashed water all over his face and body.

Zhao Gao was secretly annoyed, and seriously suspected that the cowardly baby was doing it on purpose, in order to retaliate against him earlier, and forcibly pulled her out of the bed to blow Ye Feng's revenge.

But he has no evidence.

Because at this moment, Zhao Zihu seemed to be very serious and serious, and he was working very focused!
And the old minister next to him, seeing Zhao Zihu beating the hemp pulp with a scabbard, seemed to agree with it, nodded and said: "This method saves effort than simple sifting, and it can also clean the hemp pulp better."

"Go back and make the frame groove deeper, or make the washing water shallower."

"In this way, the yarn frame can be placed directly in the water, without the assistance of others, it can be beaten with a wooden stick, and one person can operate it!"

This method is of course more useful, because in the ancient papermaking process, there is such a process called slotting.

Zhao Zihu is playing the wrong way... Or the wisdom of the working people will eventually lead to the same goal. This is the right way to find it!
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Zhao Zihu beat the hemp pulp fibers evenly. Seeing that Zhao Gao's chest was wet with water, his face was covered with water, and even his hair was wet, he was finally satisfied. , thank you Zhao Mansion Order Bird~!"

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Zhao Gao let out a sigh of relief to calm down the evil thoughts in his heart.

Now he has the urge to push this stubborn clan tiger into the water tanker and drown him, turning him into a dead tiger!
Zhao Zihu ignored Zhao Gao's indignant eyes, and slowly picked up the gauze frame with Rou Jin, so that the hemp pulp fibers were wrapped evenly on the gauze.

Tilt slightly, drain the water, and bring it to the campfire to bake with Xiangliyue.

Ying Zheng looked at the backs of the two standing by the bonfire, holding the gauze frame and baking seriously, couldn't help but stroked their beards and nodded slightly, with a look of relief on their faces.

Not to mention, although these two people are quite different in age, they are very congenial, an inexplicable match!
Thinking so in Ying Zheng's heart, he turned to look at Old Xiangli.

Not surprisingly, the haggard old face of the old man was also full of the comfort of his children and grandchildren, his muddy old eyes were narrowed into slits, and he was still muttering something in his mouth: "The study of Mohism... is in sight. ...I'm looking forward to it~!"

Ying Zheng heard this vaguely, and couldn't help laughing.

But with a smile, his heart was also stirred up. If the paper can be successfully trial-produced, the classics of hundreds of schools will no longer be as precious as treasures.

At the time of introduction, as Hao Daer said, with typography, thousands of copies can be printed a day, so that hundreds of classics can be exchanged for a stone of corn.

Gentlemen?

Do not attack yourself!

Turn it into dung!

No, there is one more point, Counseling seems to be playing tricks, and I still haven't pointed it out.

With classics, without a master, there is no learning, isn't it still useless?

"Well, it should be fine..."

While Yingzheng was thinking wildly, Xiangliyue baked the paper, put the gauze frame on the ground, and gently and slowly peeled it off.

Seeing this, Ying Zheng immediately stopped thinking about it, so he and the old man hurriedly moved closer to watch with wide-eyed eyes.

Even Zhao Gao, who was drenched all over, put away his gloomy face and stretched his neck to look behind him.

He secretly felt that he should be witnessing a great moment in history that would surely shine brightly in the future.

Daqin, perhaps one day in the future, will be replaced by other dynasties.

But this paper, no matter when it is, it is an immortal merit, just like Cang Jie created characters, who can forget after learning?
How dare you forget that!
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With a last tug, Xiangliyue tore off the last bit of paper sticking to the tulle. The unique sound of paper tearing was a bit harsh, but it was like a fairy sound.

Ying Zheng and the old minister, Qi Qi shuddered, grinning and sucking their teeth.

Because the corner of the paper is rotten, it is incomplete!

Xiangliyue didn't seem to have any regrets, she only cared about the quality of the paper and whether it could be used for writing.

But after careful inspection, the result is disappointing. Maybe the soaking and retting of hemp pulp is not in place, and the fiber is very thick, like a piece of linen, which crumbles when rubbed
Moreover, the color is dull and yellowish, even a little black, which is the result of insufficient washing.

Xiang Liyue is very dissatisfied!
However, Yingzheng and the old man's hands were trembling with excitement. Each of them tore off a piece and rubbed it repeatedly in his hand: "Good! Great good! It can be done~!"

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