Taking the warehouse back to Datang, Li Erle felt numb

Chapter 61 continues to sell hotly!

After another conversation, Li Shimin returned happily.

In the Tang Dynasty, such appalling papermaking technology actually appeared!
Paper that costs less than ten cents, less than ten cents!

In the future, this kind of papermaking technology will definitely be popularized. If the price of paper drops, won't more people be able to study?

It is simply a blessing for Datang!

And there is finally hope for a solution to Guanyin’s stridor!

After a few people left, Cheng Huailiang walked over tremblingly, dragging his ravaged body.

"This old guy is really deadly with his attacks. It seems like he is not his biological child."

"He must be too jealous of me!"

Lin Heng chuckled.

"Since there is nothing going on with Mr. Lu Guogong, then our side can be stabilized."

"In terms of paper production, we can stably produce [-] sheets of paper here every day. At this stage, the income is not low."

"Keep the status quo for a while, and then expand after a while!"

Everyone shouted loudly.

"it is good!"

In the evening, Lin Heng returned home.

Uncle Wang told Lin Heng about Li Lizhi's arrival today.

Lin Heng was a little weird.

"What is she here for?"

"I don't know. I thought she was Lang Jun's friend. Lang Jun should know better."

After finishing speaking, Uncle Wang smiled.

"That little lady, can't she like my husband?"

Lin Heng shook his head vigorously, with a look of rejection on his face.

It is true that she is good-looking and has a good personality.

But the problem is, this girl has a fiancé!
As long as Lin Heng didn't have this fiancé, it would still be okay if Lin Heng's heart moved.

If it’s someone else’s fiancée, forget it.

Besides, she still has a relationship with her father.

If Lao Li knew that he missed someone else's daughter and was not allowed to fuck him, then he planned to rely on Lao Li to help him get things done!
After dinner, go back to your room.

Ruoyun was behind Lin Heng, helping Lin Heng rub his shoulders.

The technique is comfortable and the force is moderate.

So comfortable!
Ruoyun complained a little:

"Langjun hasn't taken Yun'er out these days."

"Even if Yun'er can't help Lang Jun with his business, you can still help him beat his legs and fan himself, right?"

Lin Heng smiled and said: "The business of the paper shop has been quite busy recently. Sometimes it is not appropriate to take you with me. I am afraid you will be too tired."

"Besides, those people in the paper shop take off their clothes when they get tired. You don't want to see this, do you?"

Ruoyun heard this and shook his head vigorously.

"That's fine."

"But in Baibao Pavilion, there's nothing I can do to help. It's boring just sitting there every day."

It can be seen that the little girl has been sitting in Baibao Pavilion instead of Lin Heng for the past two days, which is a bit boring.

Lin Heng comforted with a smile.

"If you have time, don't you have books at home? You can learn more knowledge. When I am free for a while, I will teach you some knowledge about store management."

"There will be more and more stores in the future. When the time comes, I will leave it to you to manage one, and you can make the best use of the people."

Ruoyun didn't care about managing the store, he mainly wanted to follow Lin Heng.

And during this time, my husband seems to be getting more and more powerful, and I always feel like I will be left behind if I can't keep up.

Young girls always have some tangles.

After a while, turn off the lights and rest.

We will start research and experiments on drugs in the next two days. After all, we agreed to Lao Li.

Being such a big help to others will also be of some benefit to me in the future.

Ruoyun still came over, holding Lin Heng's arm like a koala.

After such a long period of mental training, Lin Heng had already adapted.

They're just a pair of big, white guys, and they can't move their brains anymore!

The next day, in Chang'an City.That ten-penny paper shop is open again!

These days, there are really fools who don't think it's enough to be a person for one day, but also want to be a person the next day!
Here, Cheng Huailiang prepared [-] pieces of paper.

Looking at the crowd of people who came to buy like crazy in front of him, Cheng Huailiang clenched his fists.

Today, I'm afraid it will be another big challenge!
On the street, people from aristocratic families came after hearing the news.

The person who came was none other than Lu Siqi, who came specifically to investigate the matter.

It was so crowded that it was difficult to squeeze in.

The attendants who came with him immediately stepped forward to clear the way.

"Mr. Lu from the Lu family is here, please give way~"

The people who heard this immediately looked over.

"It turns out to be Mr. Lu, please make way for everyone."

"Please come this way, Mr. Lu Lang."

Lu Siqi smiled slightly and raised his hand to the person who moved out of the way.

"Thank you."

What kind of existence was the aristocratic family in the Tang Dynasty?
That is an existence with a reputation comparable to that of the royal family!
Although the family controlled the price of paper to reduce the number of scholars, it also purchased land to expand its capital.

But ordinary people don’t know these things!
Family members tend to be low-key when they go out, and they will be humble and respectful to everyone they meet.

In every disaster year, people from the aristocratic family would take the initiative to provide food for relief, especially in the first and second years of Zhenguan, when natural disasters occurred in the Tang Dynasty and food production was reduced on a large scale.

This is also where people from aristocratic families come forward.

But these people don't know that the food provided for them comes from them.

Every one of them was so grateful to the people of the aristocratic family that they wished they could kneel down and kowtow.

Lu Siqi smiled and entered the crowd, all the way unimpeded.

"Oh, you stupid people."

For people from aristocratic families, except for the aristocratic families and the royal family, everyone else in the world is just an ant, a tool for gaining profit.

This is especially true for Lu Siqi, who has been born in this kind of educational environment since childhood and is well versed in people's plans.

A good reputation is much more useful than having power and money.

He walked all the way through the crowded street for half a mile and arrived in front of the bookstore.

The person who caught his eye seemed somewhat familiar.

He took a closer look, Cheng Hualiang?
Isn't this Lu Guogong's son?

Cheng Hualiang also recognized Lu Siqi at this moment, but he was too busy to say hello.

"How much do you want? Ten cents a piece!"

Lu Siqi suddenly had a cloud of doubt in his heart.

Where did this person get the paper? Could it be that he invented it?
But the clerk in this store and Cheng Huailiang himself are all street gangsters. How could they invent this?

"Brother Cheng, may I ask where the paper in this library comes from?"

Cheng Huailiang said impatiently: "Of course I did it, could it be that I picked it up?"

"Whether you want to buy it or not, get out of the way!"

Some guests behind him also started to protest.

"Hurry up, everyone is ready to buy."

"You're crazy, that's a member of the Lu family, a good person!"

"What does a good person have to do with me? I want to buy paper!"

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Lu Siqi smiled, turned and left.

Cheng Huailiang twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Dawdling."

After walking out of the crowd, Lu Siqi took a deep breath.

How could Cheng Huailiang be related to this paper shop?

And he just said that he made it himself?
How is this possible? Only aristocratic families and royal families can master the techniques for making paper. How did this reckless man get it?
And it is sold so cheaply, so there must be a way to reduce costs.

Just when Lu Siqi was puzzled, a person suddenly passed by him, and that person also noticed him.

"Lu Siqi?"

The latter raised his head and looked at the person who called his name.

It was Chang Sun Chong.

(End of this chapter)