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Chapter 2 The Big Killer

In front of the Shaofu gate, the carriage moved forward slowly.

Seeing the carriage gradually disappearing from sight, Zhang Han immediately said to his side: "Send 20 people to the prince's mansion immediately, the sooner the better."

Dreaming of meeting a fairy? ! !

Zhang Han shook his head helplessly. Zhang Han didn't believe a single word Fusu said. His Majesty spent hundreds of thousands of gold back and forth in the process of searching for immortals, but what did he gain?
Now Fusu, the son who always hated alchemists, actually played the banner of dreaming of immortals. Zhang Han couldn't figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Fusu's gourd.

However, this does not prevent Zhang Han from allocating people to help Su. After all, this matter has not been reported to His Majesty, and there is still room for change.

It doesn't matter if you fail, just make a good relationship with Fusu.And if it succeeds, it will naturally be hello, me, hello, everyone!
As soon as Fusu returned to the mansion, Uncle Jian immediately said: "My lord, what you want is ready." After saying that, he took Fusu to a courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a huge bronze cauldron, and under the cauldron, a stove has been set up, just waiting for Fusu's order.

On the side of the courtyard, there is also a neat row of wooden barrels, which are filled with lime water.

Fusu looked at everything in the courtyard, and found that everything was quite in line with his wishes, and Uncle Jian's work was indeed very reassuring.After waiting for a while, a small official in the Shaofu escorted 20 people to the courtyard.

After the handover, Fusu immediately assigned some craftsmen to pull firewood. The cauldron was burning with firewood, and the temperature of the water in the cauldron gradually increased with the passage of time, and finally boiled.

What Fusu wants to do is naturally make paper.In this era, although paper already exists, it is very precious.In the name of an immortal, it is really appropriate to take out such a big weapon.

Fusu is no stranger to the whole process of papermaking, because as a restorer of ancient crafts, papermaking is one of the four great inventions in ancient China, so how could he not have tried it?
The rest of the craftsmen, under Fusu's assignment, put the wheat straw in lime water to wash it repeatedly, and finally put it into the boiling cauldron.Fusu said: "Go ahead and chop firewood. The contents of the big cauldron need to be boiled for three days and three nights."

Fusu originally planned to use bamboo as raw material to produce pulp.However, thinking of the difficulties of bamboo fibers being hard, brittle, brittle, and difficult to handle, he decisively gave up and chose wheat straw instead. Compared with bamboo, using wheat straw to make paper is obviously more reliable.

It is now the 35th year of Qin Shihuang. If the final outcome is that he was demoted to the county, then everything that happened in history will continue, and his end will still be death.

The ants are still stealing their lives and have not yet reached a desperate situation, so how could Fusu give up the hope of survival?
With the big killer weapon of white paper at his side, self-protection must be more than enough! ! !

For ten consecutive days, Fusu stayed in this small courtyard, and Fusu personally supervised the execution of every step of the process. Fusu dared not take this matter seriously.

At the same time, Fusu directed several people to move a stone mill, and said, "Uncle Jian, where is the wheat I asked you to buy a few days ago?"

When Uncle Jian heard this, he immediately asked the two of them to come in carrying a sack, "My lord, this wheat is rarely cultivated by the common people, why buy this thing?"

Indeed, at that time, the staple food in Guanzhong was corn, and corn was mainly cultivated in the fields, while wheat was rarely grown, and the price was much cheaper than corn.

The corners of Fusu's mouth raised slightly, and he said: "Shanren has his own magic, Uncle Jian, you will know when the time comes."

Seeing the young master's confident expression, Uncle Jian shook his head helplessly. These days, the young master has become more and more weird, first he boiled wheat straw, and now he is buying wheat that no one wants.

Uncle Jian sighed silently in his heart. After following the young master for so many years, it was the first time that he couldn't understand the young master's behavior!

Ignoring Uncle Jian, Fusu was busy getting the wheat poured into the stone mill, and the stone mill was slowly rotating under the push of manpower, and the snow-white flour gradually appeared in front of his eyes.

"Uncle Jian, go get a piece of white cloth." Fusu rubbed the flour in his hand, the grains were rough, this kind of flour did not meet Fusu's wishes at all, it might be better to sieve it with a white cloth.

When Uncle Jian brought a piece of white cloth, Fusu tore off a piece of white cloth without hesitation.

And the people around looked at Fusu in shock. At this time, the cloth is currency to some extent, and it is a hard currency recognized by the government to circulate in the market.

But thinking of the identity of the noble man in front of him, no one felt strange anymore!

"What are you all doing in a daze, come and help." Fusu immediately made arrangements, the piece of cloth was torn into three pieces, and each began to sift the flour.

Touching the sifted flour, Fusu frowned slightly, feeling that it was still a bit rough.Said: "You two, fold the white cloth together and sift it again."

"promise."

Two days later, Fusu stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking obsessively at the blank paper in his hand. How to fool his father is already very sure!
Just as Fusu was rejoicing about this, Uncle Jian hurriedly walked up to Fusu and said, "My lord, Mr. Chunyuyue is here."

Fu Su turned his head, "Chunyu Yue?"

Uncle Jian stared at Fusu with wide eyes. Fusu has always respected his teacher very much. Such a situation of calling him by his name has never happened before.

Seeing Uncle Jian's expression, Fu Su immediately understood, and said, "Uncle Jian, watch carefully here, tell these people to be careful, don't tear the paper for me, I'll go see the teacher."

With that said, Fusu raised his legs and walked away.

On the way, Fusu understood that going on like this was not an option. Although his soul passed through Fusu's body, it was easy for those who were familiar with Fusu to find the difference between the two.

Fortunately, I had already anticipated this, and in two days, I could justifiably tell everyone that it was because I met an immortal in my dream and received enlightenment from an immortal.

This reason is impeccable!
Although Uncle Jian had doubts in his heart, he still followed Fusu's instructions. When he saw the flawless white paper, his two eyeballs could no longer move away!
Touching the smooth and white paper, Uncle Jian's incomprehension and confusion over the past few days immediately turned into infinite admiration and admiration.The white paper in front of him is truly a work of art.

Uncle Jian immediately concluded that if the young master presented this object to His Majesty, His Majesty would be very happy in his heart.For the young master, I'm afraid he will look at him differently.

(End of this chapter)