From pioneer lord to king

Chapter 124 The school season and papermaking (4K)

Colin's arrival didn't attract much attention. Everyone was nervously looking at the wooden courtyard gate, which was the gate of knowledge.

The sun gradually emerged, swaying its own warm sunshine wantonly in the clear sky.

The door opened with a "creak", and Wei Dewen, who was wearing a linen robe, walked out with several of his teaching assistants. He looked a little serious, but the first impression he gave was that he was full of knowledge.

Looking at so many students and parents in front of him, to be honest, Wei Dewen was also a little nervous. The burden on his shoulders was heavier than ever.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Wei Dewen John. I am very happy to meet you this morning. Now please come forward to register your child's name, age and other basic information in an orderly manner. Don't make false reports. Once you find out, you will be disqualified from admission .

Then there is the tuition fee of 25 silver coins. If you have any difficulties, you can bring them up, and the government affairs department will try to solve them as much as possible. Let's stop gossip and start registration. "

Wei Dewen tried his best to control his voice. He had prepared a lot of things to say. Since he stood here, he found that he seemed to be at a loss for words, so he might as well be more direct.

The parents in front of the queue hurriedly took their children to register and pay the tuition fees. After completing this process, the teaching assistant in charge of registration would grade them according to their age and education level.

Those who have not received any education will be assigned to the elementary class. Their main courses are to learn reading and writing, basic arithmetic and so on.

Those who have received basic education and have a certain knowledge base will be assigned to the intermediate class, and they will have to learn more courses. In addition to the courses that the elementary class needs to learn, they must also learn swordsmanship, history, animals and plants, etc.

In the end, the group with the highest level of education will form the advanced class. They no longer need to learn the knowledge of the elementary class, but need to study at a more profound level.

But judging from the current situation, apart from Susan who received aristocratic education since she was a child, no one else can meet the standard for entering the advanced class, so Wei Dewen simply put her into the intermediate class.

According to Ryan's request, students of the three levels can pass the promotion exam to enter higher-level classes. As time goes by, sooner or later, students will enter the advanced class.

After the registration on the first day, a total of more than 100 students of different ages were recruited. Most of the elders came from the army and generally had no education. They were basically divided into the junior class, with a total of more than [-] students.

There are more than [-] people who form the intermediate class. Most of them belong to relatively good families. Most of the elders come from the government, and they have a certain cultural reserve since childhood.

In this way, it seems that both the military and the government have decided to judge each other, and the military has been overwhelmed.But Ryan can't help it. This is a very real problem. In the past, soldiers had low status and couldn't eat enough. How could they have cash to study?

You can't put them all in the same classroom for the sake of superficial unity, isn't that a mistake?
Besides, for Ryan, a bit of conflict or confrontation between the military and the government is not a good thing for him?
There were too many students in the elementary class, so it was divided into two. Two teaching assistants were in charge of the usual courses. Although they were not very knowledgeable, they still had no problem teaching people to read, write, and add and subtract.

The intermediate class is taught by Wei Dewen himself, after all, he is the only serious teacher of Kanna now.

The next day when the school officially started, Evans came to the school early. He was a special existence, because his father was not a soldier or an official, but just a lame man.

But he had an uncle who died for the territory. After a special application, Lord Hevian of the Government Affairs Office specially approved him to enroll.

However, he came from a poor background and couldn't even write his own name, so he was naturally assigned to the elementary class.

The spacious classroom was empty, filled with long tables and individual stools, and a wooden sand table was placed in each position.

Evans found a place to sit down at random, and the children from poor families naturally had no stationery at all. The cloth bag he carried with him only contained a water glass made of bamboo tubes, a clay bowl and spoon for eating, and Nothing else.

After waiting for a while, a somewhat thin man came in. He stared around for a while, then went straight to Evans and sat down next to him and said, "Good morning, my name is Warin, what's your name?"

Evans seemed a little uncomfortable with the familiarity of the other party, and responded out of politeness: "Hello, my name is Evans."

Then he fell silent. He was not a talkative person, and even seemed a little introverted.

Wolin has the nature of chatter, he keeps talking non-stop, but he can't get a response from the other party, so he gradually becomes cold.

Fortunately, people who came one after another broke the awkward atmosphere, and the classroom became lively for a while. As time passed, a crisp bell sounded, and a middle-aged man held a thick book under his armpit. A thick animal skin book came in.

He put the book on the podium at half a person's height, tapped the table with his knuckles, and said in a loud voice: "Please be quiet, everyone, it's time for class."

The originally noisy classroom suddenly became silent. Dozens of pairs of eyes all gathered in the past, with anticipation, curiosity, desire... all kinds of emotions, and so on.

The middle-aged teaching assistant cleared his throat and said, "My name is Art Dill, and I'm the teacher of your junior class. Before class, I want to tell you about the school's rules.

First of all, we implement a school system of six days a week. The first day of each week is Chinese class, the second day is mathematics class, and the third day is extended class. There is a cycle of three days.

There are only cultural classes in the morning every day, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-].Rest at noon until [-] o'clock, and from [-] o'clock to [-] o'clock in the afternoon is the time to exercise, and there will be professional officers in the army to teach you martial arts...

Well, the above is what you need to pay attention to. If you don’t understand, you can ask me after class.Next, let's introduce ourselves and get to know each other. "

Ryan originally planned to implement a weekend system, but was strongly opposed by Evans and the teaching assistants on the grounds that study time is precious and should not be wasted.

If it wasn't for Ryan's insistence, they wished that these students would not have vacations.

On the first day of class, his requirements were very loose. After a brief self-introduction, he picked up a black carbon strip and wrote letters one by one on the thin slate hanging behind him.

Holding the pointer in his hand, he said in a dazed manner, "Today we will learn these ten letters, and you all will follow me to read them."

The loud recitation sound came out from the bright window. Although it was still a little immature and awkward, the voice was as vigorous as the rising sun.

At the same time, on the second floor of the teaching building, Susan sat quietly in the first row, watching Wei Dewen on the stage recite an article with great emotion.

She was sent to this class by the old housekeeper Deman personally this morning. To be honest, her cultural level has surpassed anyone except Wei Dewen, and even Wei Dewen is inferior to her in some aspects.

At first, she didn't understand why her brother sent him here to learn the knowledge he had already learned. Isn't this a waste of time?

But after Wei Dewen on the stage began to give a lecture, she suddenly understood that the other party was not only knowledgeable, but also easy to understand, better than her previous tutor, and his words were also very contagious, which made people feel unconsciously. into his rhythm.

It is a kind of enjoyment and a kind of luck to listen to such a teacher's lecture.

It's just obvious that not everyone thinks so, she often feels that someone is looking at her, and even hears some whispers.

As the only girl who entered the school, she naturally attracted more attention. When she introduced herself, she deliberately did not state her last name, which made them even more curious, and they were all discussing her identity.

Unfortunately, they would never have thought that this would be the baron's biological sister, the daughter of the Black family.

Other than Wei Dewen, the only one who knew her identity at the scene was Keweier's son Kaiya. He had already heard from his father that the young lady would attend classes with them.

Kaiya knew her identity the first time he saw her, but he wouldn't expose it sensibly if the other party didn't tell her, because his father taught him not to be an idiot since he was a child, it would only be annoying...

During the class, Ryan also took a little time out of his busy schedule to wander around the three classrooms, and overall he felt quite satisfied.

He has high hopes for this group of students. They will be the cornerstone of Kana's future development. No matter what industry they enter in the future, they will be an important force to promote the progress of the territory.

It was only when he saw that the students were writing on the sand table that he suddenly remembered that the paper is very precious now, and it is impossible for them to use it to practice calligraphy.

"Students don't have books, but they can't even afford to use paper. What are they learning? It seems that not only papermaking, but also printing has to be put on the agenda."

Ryan frowned and said a few words to himself, then he returned to the castle and summoned craftsmen to prepare for the construction of a papermaking workshop.

Paper is no stranger to everyone in Bluestar, and it is one of the four great inventions of China. It goes without saying that it has been used in every aspect of life and has become an inseparable part.

Ryan had roughly reproduced the papermaking process last winter, and hadn't given up on raw material preparations for several months.

Now, the material is almost ready for use, and the temperature is gradually rising, and it is time to start trying to make paper.

Like the sugar mill, the paper mill is also a highly confidential project. The first batch of people used are all slaves. This is a good thing about the different world, and it can legally squeeze slaves.

The process of making paper is actually not difficult, and the materials are also very common, whether it is wood, bamboo, hemp skin, or rags, rotten threads, etc. can be used.

Ryan had already built a vast paper-making workshop by the Linton River, and sent his confidantes and soldiers to manage and guard it.

Many large pools were dug inside, and the collected bamboo and hemp skins were cleaned, washed, shredded and soaked in them for several months.

In Ryan's impression, whether it should be soaked for a hundred days or how long, he was a little uncertain, so he simply soaked it for three months first.

When making paper, slave workers took out these materials and beat them vigorously to remove the shells and skins, in order to soften the materials.

Then came the steaming. Ryan just vaguely remembered to put lime water in, but he had no memory of how long and how many times the steaming was done, so he had to ask the workers to cross the river by feeling the stones, trying again and again.

What he didn't expect was that this trial lasted for more than half a month, and finally the workers found that after cooking for about a week, most of the impurities in the material can be removed, leaving rough fibers.

After that, it can be taken out for rinsing, and then steamed for more than ten days, and the fibers will be gradually decomposed.

The next step is simple, and Ryan remembers it clearly, that is pounding, putting these treated materials in a stone mortar and pounding them vigorously to form a mud-like substance.

After this step, they will be thrown into shallow pools built with cement one by one, and mixed with an appropriate amount of water to completely separate the fibers and soak them in water to become a suspension of paper fibers.

This step also wastes a lot of raw materials, because the word "appropriate amount" is really confusing, and the result is that the shadow of the paper has not been seen after a month.

Fortunately, Ryan was well prepared. After repeated experiments, he finally mastered the appropriate ratio.

Pour the prepared suspension into the paper tank.

The last step is to make paper. This step looks simple, but there is a lot of knowledge in it. It is not only time-consuming and labor-intensive, but also requires experience.

At the beginning, the ones made were either too thin or too thick. It was entirely by luck, and the finished product was naturally not satisfactory.

After repeated failures, the workers gradually mastered some rules and accumulated some experience, and finally used thin bamboo curtains to pick up a paper film of appropriate thickness.

This is not over yet, these paper films are slowly stacked into layers of paper, and then squeezed with heavy objects to drain the moisture in them. Under the pressure of heavy objects, the paper films are slowly formed and become rough sheets of paper. .

In the end, it only needs to be aired or dried, and the paper can be used.

After rough cutting, the first batch of paper arrived at Lane's desk nearly two months later.

Touching the somewhat rough surface of the paper, looking at the yellowish color and subtle lines, it would be a lie to say that Ryan was unhappy.

Paper has too many uses, it is something he urgently needs, and for this world, the appearance of paper is undoubtedly more meaningful than the appearance of green sugar.

"Although it's a bit hard, it's much better than bamboo slices. My chrysanthemum can finally suffer less." Ryan was full of emotions, and he couldn't adapt to many things in this world.

For example, when going to the toilet, if there is no toilet paper, civilians use leaves or branches to solve it, while nobles or wealthy citizens use linen or silk.

Of course, it is not thrown away after use, but it is not that extravagant. They are all washed and used repeatedly. Ryan resists from the bottom of his heart, preferring to use bamboo chips to scrape his butt.

Fortunately, now is the end of all hardships, and paper will be available soon!

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(End of this chapter)