When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Chapter 514 Chance Encounter

Xinqu spent a lot of effort to calm these guys down.

“Currently, the production capacity is limited and the cost is high. If we want to bring the price down, it will take ten years to initially optimize the production technology.

Moreover, this thing consumes a lot of steel and is a drag everywhere. "

Xinqu said to everyone: "So, a piece of paper is priced at a pound of millet. What do you think?"

Everyone looked at each other because the size of the paper Xin Qu showed them was only sixteen pages.

According to what Xin Qu wrote, the sixteen pages would be about three hundred words.

And it cannot be double-sided, because due to current technical limitations, the ink will show through, and it can only be used as a single page of paper.

However, Xinqu happily used some red paint and wrote annotations on the back, barely able to fill in another hundred and fifty words between the words.

It is equivalent to a piece of paper and can hold more than 450 people.

This is much cheaper than the same roll of bamboo slips.

A wooden slip with the same capacity would cost about thirty kilograms of millet, but if it were made of bamboo slips, the price would jump to about one hundred kilograms.

Being extremely knowledgeable is sometimes not just about showing off your knowledge, but also about showing off your financial resources.

"Okay." The witches still agreed.

"Okay." Xinqu put down the 16-page paper and then picked up a large one, "This is called rice paper, which is a category I tried to make before. It can be used for drawing. Of course, the production capacity is not mature now. This thing It's easy to get messed up while writing and requires iteration.

The direction has been found, but it just takes time.

Very suitable for painting. "

Xin Qu took the Langhao pen, dipped it in some ink, then shook it slightly, swept the ink beads onto the painting, then pulled the ink beads out and quickly smeared them on the painting.

Although I have never learned to draw, I can still make a landscape painting by using my imagination.

"The blue sky is stained with clouds, and the deep and vast mountains are in front of me.

It's not that I don't care about observing the rules and regulations, I just want to say that the immortals are gone. "

After finishing a painting, Xinqu was having a great time writing poems and signing the painting.

"elegant!"

Many people praised Xinqu with thumbs up.

Not to mention, although my painting skills are not very good, but when combined with the poem, I can still see why.

Xinqu asked people to hang it on the screen to dry, and then told everyone: "In addition to being used for painting, it can also be used to record and summarize. In the future, I may be able to record my own experience and pass it on to future generations."

The witches' eyes lit up.

A few of them are not married, but most of them still have children.

But because it is a title system now, although the title can be passed down, you still have to rely more on yourself to climb up. Otherwise, if you make a mistake in the future, the title will be lost.

Xinqu was not a good man. From the very beginning, he used the title as a tool to offset his guilt. Although it was inevitable to cultivate the aristocratic class, he could also control the hereditary replacement of the title to a certain extent.

For the current chaotic tribal era, the title level is equal to a certain degree of integration, and a large number of resources can be mobilized and concentrated. For the same generation, it is like a dimensionality reduction strike.

All in all, the emergence of paper will greatly accelerate the popularization of knowledge.

But before popularizing knowledge, Xinqu still felt that a set of orthodoxy should be established first.

History is the best solution.

For example, the 5,000-word Tao Te Ching, the Analects of Confucius, etc. are all carriers of Chinese knowledge.

"Okay, that's about it." Seeing that the situation was almost there, Xinqu continued, "Rice paper can be pre-ordered, but the price is not cheap. You can report it to Huo Lao when the time comes and purchase it together."

"There's nothing else to do now. If you're busy, go back first. I've been out for a while, and I think the books in Changping should be piled up like a mountain." Xin Huo reminded Xin Qu.

Xinqu seemed to have a headache.

No wonder that in the early days, the system of prime ministers was first established and then developed into a system of prime ministers. Now I am very busy alone. What's more, the territory will be larger and the population will be larger in the future?

Wait a little longer. In a few years, the second generation will come to the stage and they can begin to sort out the cabinet system.

You can also feel much more relaxed.

After leaving Taishi's territory, Xinqu walked on the streets he had not seen for a long time.

When many people saw him, they greeted and saluted carefully, and they no longer had the sense of intimacy they had when they met in the past.

In addition, Changping City now has a population of Xin family, only the old and the weak are left. The young and strong are either in the army or working in local offices. The classes have begun to differentiate, and everyone has taken advantage of the opportunity of these years to take off.

Therefore, Xin Qu did not know or was not familiar with most of the young men he could see in the city, and had only seen them a few times.

"Yeah, be careful!"

Just when Xinqu passed by an alley, a baby was running around, but he didn't pay attention and fell to the ground, and then burst into tears.

Xinqu quickly pulled him up.

"Wang De..." A nervous cry came. Xin Qu raised his head slightly and saw a fat and stout woman with a slave mark on her face.

"Uncle Bei!" the woman saluted cautiously.

Xinqu just glanced at her waist, which was a sign of a fifth-level naturalized person.

After handing the child to her, he looked at it twice more and suddenly said: "Are you that... that..."

"Yes, I am the slave you saved at that time."

the woman replied.

She was the one who asked the slaves to vote for the "sinners" who needed to be executed before Xinqu confirmed that the slaves could be naturalized and promoted.

It makes slaves feel powerful, thus attracting them not to betray themselves.

But in the end, I gave these sinners a chance to debate their own worth.

Several people were saved, and this woman was one of them.

The reason is, she said she could give birth.

The Xin family was too short of population at that time, so Xin Qu chose to preserve it.

Xinqu nodded, then glanced at her back, and saw someone lying on her back.

Blowing bubbles.

He couldn't help but nodded and said: "You are very powerful, you already have two children.

But if the older children are naughty, send them to daycare. You can also have time to do your own things. Promotion in textile industry has been very fast recently. "

The woman smiled: "Actually, there are three, and the second one died in infancy. But nurseries are very expensive."

Xinqu quickly changed the subject and asked, "What about your husband?"

"He... went to Yanqing to guard the border. He left just a month ago and came back after winter." The woman pulled the child, who was still wandering around and giggling. He was indeed naughty.

"That's right, that's really busy." Xinqu shook his head slightly, looking helpless, "Is your husband also a naturalized person? In terms of day care, naturalized people are really expensive."

"He... is not very lucky." The woman said softly.

But Xin Qu frowned slightly.

bad luck?

No, that's not the case. The first batch of slaves, as long as the men were in the army, are basically at the national level now.

unless……

"Did he make a mistake?" Xin Qu thought of something and asked.

(End of this chapter)