Peasant girl who traveled through time: I brought an earth with me

Zhong Chuchu didn't seem to see his expression.

Just a faint smile:
"Copying by hand is a waste of manpower. How much can one person copy if he keeps copying for a day?"

"Then what can you do?"

Seeing that she was serious, Mo Yu stopped joking.

"If you follow my method, Mr. Scribing is completely incomparable. Its speed is several times that of Mr. Scribing."

She calmly said:

"However, you must agree and fulfill my needs first."

Mo Yu thought for a moment.

This Lady Gu has already given him too many surprises.

Thinking that she could shock all the old men in the family speechless because of a few puzzles she sold casually.

One by one, they were bought from him at a huge price.

I’m afraid I’m still researching it now!
This time, maybe it will be as she said.

Change the handwriting method that has been used for thousands of years and replace it with a faster and more convenient method.

This is an earth-shaking reform for cultural communication.

Thinking of this, he said:
"What are your conditions?"

"My conditions are very simple, that is, you must first make what I want, and promise to help me unconditionally in the future."

She smiled:
"In return, I will give you the method for free. How you use it is none of my business."

After saying this, she waited patiently for Mo Yu to think.

Mo Yu looked at her carefully. Her skin was very white, almost transparent like snow, and her eyes looked even bigger.

The smile on his face was very bright, and he looked as well-behaved as he could be. There was nothing strange about him at all.

But he felt that what she had in mind was hard to see through for a while.

"Since you have said that this method can make a person's name immortal in history, why are you willing to pave the way for me?"

Is it because of his handsome appearance? Or can you see his inner meaning?

He didn't dare to say this, but besides these, were there any other reasons?
He knew that this woman was very smart and would never make a loss-making business.

"Haha, I'm just a commoner. Even if you have great achievements, it won't fall on me. I might as well give him to you in exchange for something practical."

What she said was sincere and realistic.

Mo Yu's frown slowly relaxed.

Sure enough, this woman is still shrewd, able to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and knows how to assess the situation.

He put down the last bit of defense in his heart.

"I promise you, tell me what you want to do."

Zhong Chuchu breathed a sigh of relief.

In her opinion, if Mo Yu could not be persuaded to agree to help her carve first in the future.

Then it will not be helpful at all to the business of selling storybooks.

Block printing seems to be much faster than human labor, but the initial workload is also huge and there are many disadvantages.

It relies entirely on manual plate making, and typos and omissions are prone to occur during the engraving process.

Moreover, if there are typos, it is too troublesome to correct them.

Basically, you have to carve a new plate.

Printing one page and making one version, even if only one word is different, requires engraving a new version, which is a waste of manpower and material resources.

If Mo Yu didn't agree, she would hardly be able to find anyone who could accomplish this.

Fortunately, Mo Jinzhu was successfully deceived by her again.

I saw him sitting upright at this time, looking like he was listening attentively.

She slowly explained the method of engraving and printing that she had sorted out yesterday:
"This method is called woodblock printing, and the production process is not difficult. After writing the manuscript to be copied, stick the side with the words on the board to engrave the words. The engraver uses different types of knives to reverse the characters on the woodblock. The ink marks are carved into raised inscriptions, and the remaining blank parts on the wooden board are removed to make them concave. The characters engraved on the surface of the board protrude about 1 to 2 mm from the surface of the board. Finally, rinse the carved board with hot water. Wash off the sawdust, etc., and the rigid process is completed." Mo Yu said nothing, waiting for her next words.

Zhong Chuchu also said without any ink:

"When printing, use a cylindrical flat-bottomed brush dipped in ink and apply it evenly on the board. Then carefully cover the paper on the board and gently brush the paper with the brush. The exact image of the text or picture will be printed on the paper. The last step is , lift the paper from the printing plate, dry it in the shade, and the printing process is completed.”

She roughly estimated it and said:

"A printer can print [-] to [-] sheets a day, and a printing plate can be printed [-] times in a row."

Mo Yu's heart was filled with confusion. For thousands of years, no one had come up with such a simple method. Even he himself, who usually immersed himself in studying some flashy things, ignored the real way to benefit the country and the people.

If this kind of carving could really be made...

It’s incredible to think about it. Things that used to require dedicated people to do day and night can actually be solved with a small board.

At this moment, his eyes were shining when he looked at Zhong Chuchu!
"Cough cough..."

Zhong Chuchu felt a little uncomfortable under his hot gaze, and then coughed twice and said:
"Can it be done?"

"no problem."

Mo Yu smiled confidently, and he immediately went back to prepare for this matter.

"What book do you want to engrave?"

"It's kind of a storybook."

She thought for a while and said:

"It's called Journey to the West."

"What storybook is that?"

Mo Yu collected all the storybooks in his mind, but he had never heard of this one.

"What I heard from others before was just paraphrasing."

After all, she didn't have the nerve to call one of the Four Great Classics her masterpiece.

Mo Yu just regarded it as an ordinary story and did not continue the topic.

So I asked some questions about carving.

Zhong Chuchu told everyone what she knew.

Finally, a copy of the first chapters of "Journey to the West" was handed over to him.

After she left, Mo Yu quickly packed his luggage and left Qingyan Town overnight.

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Qingyan Town, Dongfeng Teahouse.

Shopkeeper Wu was fidgeting anxiously.

He never thought that one day he would be distressed because the business in the store was so good.

I didn't expect that a storybook that the clerk collected casually would have such a big influence.

The reason why he asked Wu Changfeng to talk about "Journey to the West" that day was because every time there was a Newspeak book in the store, he would be asked to warm it up.

Firstly, it was hoped that it would be spread more widely and that Newspeak would be a big seller.

Secondly, Wu Changfeng is famous, so being able to invite him also shows the strength of Chonglou!
But I didn't expect that it would lead to this situation today.

That day, after all twenty picture albums were sold, there were still customers who were unwilling to leave. After some consolation, he finally dismissed these people.

I thought that by contacting a good salesperson, the problem would be solved.

Therefore, he tried his best to contact shopkeepers everywhere, and finally found that this story was written in Qingyan Town.

The shopkeeper actually introduced Song Yan to him.

But the other party said that the real author was not him and that he wanted to discuss it with a lady named Zhong.

This time, time was wasted.

There are people guarding his shop every day, and many servants other than wealthy businessmen also come to urge him.