The Three Kingdoms: A vicious plan was offered, and Liu Bei was stunned!

Chapter 282 Zhang Zhongjing was surprised by the white paper, Luo Gongqi was happy with the toilet paper

Xu Shu sighed, took some papers and went to chat with Zhang Zhongjing. Zhang Zhongjing was a very good doctor. He seemed to be quiet on weekdays, but he was a chatterbox. The key point was that he had read a lot of books, had been an official, and had rich life experience.

In the past, my life was not going well, so naturally I was not in the mood to talk. But now it is different. I am happy everywhere in Jiangling. Life is stress-free, so I am in a good mood, have a better appetite, and talk more.

Xu Shu was also a man of great knowledge. Luo Yuan was obviously very knowledgeable but he was unwilling to talk nonsense. Sometimes Xu Shu could not understand what he said.

With Zhang Zhongjing and Xu Shu, it can be said that they have found a confidant.

He could have gone to talk to Pang Tong, but Pang Tong was a loner and looked at everyone as if they were idiots. He was only a little more humble in front of Luo Yuan and didn't need to say a word to others. Just the way he looked at people was enough to make others want to kill him.

People like Du Mao and Shi Tao are very busy now. They work like slaves and have no time to chat with him.

The hospital has not been repaired yet, so Zhang Zhongjing now treats patients in the inn. However, he does not treat ordinary diseases himself, but leaves them to his own disciples.

When Xu Shu came to see him, Zhang Zhongjing quickly stood up to welcome him. He had asked someone to bring all his books from Changsha, and they were now being sorted.

"Yuanzhi, take a look. This is Bian Que's Difficult Classic and this is Huangdi Neijing. I am revising it so that I can give it to my disciples later. Your Excellency said that we need 100 to 200 disciples for the first recruitment. I need a lot of books, but I am too busy now. I simply cannot keep up!"

Xu Shu looked at Zhang Zhongjing and asked, "Sir, do you know anything about paper?"

"Cai Lun paper? That can't be used!"

That's garbage, Zhang Zhongjing was a little disdainful
Xu Shu took out the white paper in his arms, and Zhang Zhongjing stared at Xu Shu. What is that and why is it so white!

It’s so white. It’s really too white.

'Looking at the bamboo, blades and other tools for engraving on his desk, and then at the white paper in Xu Shu's hand, Zhang Zhongjing was shocked.

People who read books will understand what this is used for without much explanation.

"Is this paper?" Zhang Zhongjing quickly spread it out and wrote a word on it. The smooth feeling made him tremble all over: "Where did it come from? Where is it produced?"

"Your Excellency just made it!"

"Junhou?"

Zhang Zhongjing took a deep breath and uttered a popular phrase in Jiangling: "Your Excellency is really awesome!"

"But there is another kind of paper that you use to wipe your butt!"

In order to avoid being heard by others, Xu Shu spoke in a low voice with a speechless and crying expression. It was such a waste of resources to use such a good thing to wipe one's butt.

Zhang Zhongjing said angrily: "How can this be? Such a good thing should be used to write words and record books. Your Excellency is simply speechless!"

"Well, you can't say that. Gan Ning used it and said it felt great!"

"Yuanzhi, you are the prince's envoy and you should advise the prince!"

Xu Shu smiled bitterly and said: "I really can't persuade him. These papers are made of hemp and bamboo, and they cost almost nothing."

There are bamboos everywhere on the mountains of Jiangling, and hemp can also be seen everywhere. Making paper mainly costs labor, so it can't be considered a waste.

If it's not a waste, then there's no need to advise against it. Compared to paper, that little bit of money is nothing.

Xu Shu sighed, "Your Excellency always has amazing inventions. I feel more and more that Your Excellency is not a human being!"

It felt like he couldn't keep up with Luo Yuan's wisdom. Working under such a smart man, Xu Shu felt a lot of pressure.

Thinking back to when I was serving as the military advisor to Liu Bei, Liu Bei was so foolish that he didn't understand what to do so I just called him military advisor. I felt a great sense of accomplishment.

But after following Luo Yuan, my treatment improved, my life became comfortable, my enjoyment was upgraded, and my work became busier, but I no longer felt a sense of accomplishment.

I feel like I'm just a tool!

Painful and happy.

Xu Shu said: "Your Majesty has ordered everyone to produce paper at full capacity, so that everyone can wipe their butts first!"
Zhang Zhongjing pouted and shook his head. He didn't understand. He didn't understand at all. Xu Shu said, "Your Excellency said that schools and hospitals will be given priority in supplying white paper. So you don't need to carve books anymore. Just have people copy them on paper!"

"Hmm, hmm, this thing is very convenient for writing!"

In the military headquarters, Luo Yuan presented a box of toilet paper to Wen Ji and others!
"This is paper, it's even more convenient when going to the toilet!"

Wen Ji and the others stared at the paper with their eyes wide open. Their ignorant looks made Luo Yuan feel very satisfied.

Wen Ji said: "My husband's contribution will last for thousands of years!"

With characters, writing becomes easier and reading becomes convenient. There is nothing wrong in saying that this will benefit future generations.

Zhen Mi smiled and said, "This thing can bring in a huge profit. One copper coin for a piece of paper is cheap. I think ten copper coins will do. It will be a huge profit. Such a good thing is light, easy to write on, and easier to carry. It will be popular all over the world!"

Sun Shangxiang was very straightforward. She asked, "Why say so much? Just use it yourself first." She took one and went to the toilet.

Wen Ji rolled her eyes: "She is so direct!"

"One time I went to the toilet, hundreds of dollars were gone!"

Luo Yuan's face twitched, "This is for going to the toilet, the others are for writing, you can all try it!"

Wen Ji used the writing paper for a while and suddenly felt like crying.

Luo Yuan was stunned: "What's wrong? It doesn't work?"

Wen Ji wiped her eyes and said: "Why didn't my husband come out ten years earlier? My father would be happy if he did so."

When seeing the blank paper, Wen Ji thought of Cai Yong, who was compiling the Book of Han before his death, but never completed it!

Wen Ji said: "Now that I have this thing, I want to fulfill my father's legacy. I hope my husband will support me!"

Wen Ji knelt down to Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan quickly pulled her up and said, "Let's fix the book, right?"

"Yes, it costs a lot!"

"Repair it. It's not just the Han Shu that your father didn't finish. Repair all the history books that can be repaired. There will be plenty of paper in the future, so you can make as much as you want!"

Luo Yuan smiled and said, "You edit the book and I will print it for you."

With white paper already available, what was there to wait for printing? Let’s start directly with movable clay type. The key to printing is not movable type, but ink.

That doesn’t matter!

Just try it a few more times. It's just ink anyway, so just make do with it as long as it works!

If the current ink is not good enough, then just make the words bigger. It's enough if the words can be clearly seen. What's the point of using a bicycle?

The big deal is that Wen Ji wants to compile the Book of Han.

The Book of Han is the history of the Han Dynasty. Cai Wenji's family is qualified to compile history books. This status is very solid. History books cannot be compiled by anyone if they want to. You have to make others believe in what you compile, so this requires status.

Cai Yong's status was very high. Wen Ji was Cai Yong's daughter and continued to edit books. Luo Yuan didn't dare to imagine how high his family's status could be under the control of Cai Wen Ji.

All the noble families are just younger brothers in front of historians.

You say you are a wealthy family, but can your family write history? If not, you are just garbage.

Cao Jie felt that this was a good thing and that some should be sent to her own father. "I wonder if my husband could give some to my father?"

"No problem, I'll have someone deliver it to you later!"

(End of this chapter)