No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

When Jiang came home at night and saw her husband Sun Lang, she wanted to cry. No matter how unfamiliar he was, he was still her husband, the closest person to him here. She hurriedly told him everything that happened during the day. After she finished, she felt like she was about to fall apart. Thinking about it, she didn't do anything? She just ran in and out with her mother-in-law. She was puzzled. She felt that she had managed a fake papermaking workshop before.

"Papermaking? You said that mother has been making paper all this time?" Sun Lang washed his face and sat down. He was stunned for a long time and repeated the sentence.

He was really tired and busy these days. Now he and a group of old gentlemen from the National Medical Hall were researching Zhixuesan. He also had to take care of school affairs. He also had to coax Sun Quan and Zhou Yu to grant them a large sum of money for research and school establishment.

He felt like a liar, cheating people just to make some money and run a good school. When he told his mother about this, she laughed and said that it was easy to be a headmaster, just to get close to rich people and make some money. To run an education, you have to make money all the time.

Sun Lang thought he might as well stay in the clan, but he only thought about it occasionally. When it was early in the morning and he had a good sleep, he still ran to school excitedly. He continued to be a liar!

Of course, I still can't cheat my own second brother. He gave me money, and I can't just take the money and not do anything. I told my mother that not only must the trial succeed, but more importantly, I must strive to plant the main medicinal materials in Dongwu. Don't let others strangle you!
Therefore, this must be done. Based on this, he had to strangle those old men. But those old men were talking to him about "authentic medicinal materials"! They believed that medicinal materials would lose their medicinal properties if they were not from the local area.

He didn't care, he told the old men to find local herbs that could be used to make hemostatic powder. Perhaps it was his toughness that made the old men yield.

In fact, this is also what Ou Mengmeng said. God is merciful. You can find a lot of herbs that can stop bleeding and remove blood stasis on any mountain. Ignore those old men. Just let them know your determination.

Sun Lang was the fifth child and was born out of wedlock. He had never had a temper since he was a child. This time he was forced to be tough, not because he was Sun Quan's brother, but because he was the person in charge of general affairs designated by Zhang Zhongjing before he left. When he was tough, he was also very nervous. But it was over.

But these old men were very bad. They seemed to have surrendered, but when they turned around, they took out a bunch of main medicines and said they didn't know which one to use. They insisted that he decide. It was like I'm bullying you because you don't understand. Sun Lang was so angry that he felt that these old men were more annoying than the elders of the tribe.

Now he was outwitting all kinds of people every day, and had to deal with all kinds of weird things that happened to the half-grown children when he returned. He was really exhausted physically and mentally, and there was always a moment every day when he felt that the elders were actually okay.

Every day, what he wanted most was to go home, have a quiet meal, and then be alone for a while. Now his wife caught him saying that his mother was making paper, which made this poor man whose ears had not yet recovered wonder if the world was real.

"Didn't you tell her that paper had been invented a long time ago?" Sun Lang said subconsciously.

The papermaking technique was brought back by Zhang Qian during his mission to the Western Regions. Therefore, later generations generally say that Cai Lun improved the papermaking technique, rather than inventing it. This is why we now refer to Cai Hou Paper. Sun Lang thought that his mother was locked up in the house and had no idea what was happening outside. After all, their family had never used paper. After all, they really didn't lack anything financially when they were growing up. They were also considered a local wealthy family, so it was normal for a woman like his mother to not know.

"Mother-in-law knows Cai Hou paper." Jiang wanted to roll her eyes at her husband. She thought her husband would not want to ask his mother-in-law if she knew who Cai Lun was, right? She was afraid that he would popularize it to his mother-in-law again. Cai Lun was a eunuch who was trusted by Emperor He of Han. At that time, Empress Deng saw that Emperor He of Han was very tired of reading memorials and letters every day, so she asked Cai Lun to find a cheap substitute. Then after three years of research and summary, Cai Lun reported to Emperor He of Han in 105 AD. The papermaking technology achieved great success, and Emperor He of Han also promoted it throughout the country. Later, Cai Lun was conferred the title of Marquis for his meritorious service, so later generations called the improved paper Cai Hou paper! She was afraid that her husband would be beaten by her mother-in-law.

"What is she going to do?" Sun Lang wanted to stand up and bury his head in the basin again. How could life be so sad? Why didn't his mother save him some time?

Maybe she was too busy during the day, and her brain hasn't reacted yet. Since she knew about Cai Hou paper, why did her mother open a workshop? Isn't Cai Hou paper everywhere? If she just bought a workshop, it wouldn't be impossible for her to not make paper in half a year, right? Did someone lie to her mother?
It's not that Sun Lang looked down on his mother, but it was 210 AD, that is, a hundred years after Cai Lun improved paper, he still couldn't successfully replace the book. It was really not so smart for Sun Lang to guess that his mother was improving the papermaking technology.

Jiang was also disillusioned with her husband, but she was still an optimistic person. She immediately thought, okay, if she was too smart, she would appear stupid. She was already stupid enough in front of her mother-in-law and sister-in-law today. Now it was finally balanced.

"You don't know?" Jiang was surprised. Her husband and the old lady were working in the same mountain, but how could he not know what the old lady was doing?
"Why should I know?" Sun Lang was stunned for a moment, but still pretended to be calm. That's right, why should I know? I'm busy and she's busy too. Because she's busy too, we didn't have any interactions before, but he still patiently asked, "Can't she make it?"

"Forget it, look!" Jiang was too lazy to talk to her husband and hurriedly took out a few large pieces of paper and spread them in front of him. Even in the dim light, she could see that the paper was getting whiter and thinner, and it felt very delicate to the touch. "I think my mother-in-law is really amazing."

Sun Lang's eyes widened as he looked at the paper his wife brought back. He knew this was not the same paper as the Caihou paper used by the children in the school to practice writing. He couldn't believe that this was paper made by his mother. He patted his face and decided to go wash his face.

After calming down, I came back and sat down, looking at the papers one by one. I could see that they should be from different batches. Although I didn't know what my wife was going to do with them, I definitely had to talk about these papers.

He signaled his wife to grind ink, and he numbered each type of paper. When writing the numbers, it could be seen that this paper was much better than the Cai Hou paper which was like tree bark in terms of light transmittance and flexibility.

"Mother is still not satisfied?" Sun Lang looked at her again and again, a little confused. Of course, he also felt a little excited, and also very uneasy.

Sun Lang, who has been managing the general affairs, knows what these papers represent. Once this kind of paper is launched, the Sun family's paper will be in short supply. If the workshop is returned to the school, then the school will not be subject to the control of the second brother and those bad old men. The money earned will be enough to run a bigger and better school. But it's not right. What does mother want to do? If she is not satisfied with this, what else does she want? With mother's personality, she must have a bigger goal. (End of this chapter)