The Golden County Magistrate

The palace has always had paper, but it is mostly used for Tang Yun to write or draw when she is in the mood.

Because paper is expensive, the main materials used to record things in the Great Zhou Dynasty are still bamboo, leather, cloth, etc.

As for binding paper into books and using them as ordinary notebooks, it is simply a luxury!

Even in the palace, people don’t dare to be so generous!

"What is this number used for?" Bai Lu found that there were small numbers printed on the corners of the paper pages and asked curiously.

"This is the number. The first page is one, the second page is two, and so on. This book has a total of sixty pages, and the last page is sixty." Chen Yan explained.

"That's quite convenient. It's much easier to find things. What is the use of this horizontal line?" Bai Lu saw that there were also horizontal lines printed on the paper, and the distance between each two lines was about an inch wide, so he couldn't help asking again.

"This is a marking line. You just need to write along this line and between the two lines, and you will be able to write neatly without any crookedness." Chen Yan was very patient.

"Ah? It's only one inch wide, how can you write on it?" Bai Lu said in surprise.

"Of course you can't use your pen, so this time you have to use the pen that I highly recommend!" Chen Yan mysteriously took out a slender object from the box, "Fountain pen!"

"Pen? How can this be a pen?" Bai Lu's eyes widened, looking at the slender object in disbelief.

It was about seven inches long, as thick as a finger, and made of wood, like a miniature fire stick.

Chen Yan pulled out the pen cap, put it on the end of the pen, and exposed the tip of the pen.

Then he took the notebook in her hand and wrote on it word by word with the pen.

Bai Lu couldn't help but get close to him and looked at it intently.

The more he looked, the more shocked he was!

The characters written by the charcoal stick are two inches square. If you are not careful, they may be three inches.

But the characters written by this pen are so fine that they are less than an inch!

And the characters are very dark and clearly visible, unlike the characters written by the charcoal stick that are sometimes blurred and difficult to recognize.

Chen Yan wrote three or four lines in one breath before stopping.

He spread his hands and showed them to Bai Lu.

"Is it clean? Is it tidy?" He said proudly.

"Indeed... this pen is too magical!" Bai Lu was dumbfounded.

In fact, what shocked her the most was the speed at which the other party wrote.

It was the same Da Zhou characters, but the other party only took a short time to write these three or four lines.

If she used a charcoal stick or a brush to write the same characters, it would take at least five or six times longer!

Whether it is efficiency, convenience, or beauty, this pen has an overwhelming advantage!

This cannot be something that exists in the world.

It is simply a divine object from heaven!

"Doesn't this pen need to be dipped in ink?" Bai Lu thought of this and couldn't help asking.

Generally, a brush needs to be dipped in ink after writing a few words, but Chen Yan wrote more than 40 words just now without dipping in ink once.

"This pen comes with an ink bag, so you don't need to dip in ink. You can write 3,000 words before one ink bag runs out." Chen Yan said with a smile.

"What! Three... three thousand words?!" Bai Lu was so shocked that her chin almost dropped to the ground.

The charcoal stick she used could only write about 300 words at most!

The magic of this pen was completely beyond her imagination!

If you carry such a pen when walking outside, you can write whatever you want and as much as you want!

"And its ink bag is only this big. If you need a lot, you can carry a few ink bags with you and replace them when needed. It just takes some skills to replace, but you can master it with a little training." Chen Yan took out an ink bag and showed it to her.

Bai Lu looked at the pen and ink bag in shock, her heart pounding.

If I could have one, that would be great!

"How? Miss Bai, do you want one?" Chen Yan saw through her thoughts.

"This, this pen is expensive, right?" Bai Lu hesitated.

"The pen case is fine, it's just carved from fine wood, it just takes some effort."

"But the nib is made of steel, and it's a fine part, you can imagine how expensive it is."

"In addition, this ink sac is made of the gallbladder skin of a beast, and a beast can only make three or five pens!"

"So this county plans to sell a pen for about thirty taels of silver to make a profit."

Chen Yan introduced seriously.

In fact, the cost is not that high, but since it is to sell things, if I don't exaggerate a little bit, would I be worthy of my nature as a profiteer?

Among them, the most important accessory is the nib. While Chen Yan was vigorously developing steelmaking and ironmaking, he had already recruited a large number of craftsmen to develop fine small parts.

The production of fine parts has always been a technical problem. Even in the world where he lived in his previous life, the finer the parts, the more difficult it is to make.Now, although the most refined parts he wants to make are only at the level of pen tips, it takes a lot of effort and money to reach the mature production level.

Fortunately, since the start of mass production, the cost has dropped significantly.

"What! Thirty taels is too expensive!" Bai Lu said in surprise.

Even if it is the imperial pen in the palace, thirty taels of silver is enough to buy two or three!

"Don't worry, I haven't officially sold this pen yet."

"Miss Bai is my first customer, I can give you a discount on this pen."

"How about this, I will only charge you ten taels of silver, and give you two ink sacs and a notebook."

"If the ink sacs and notebooks are used up in the future, you can buy them from me."

"In addition, if this pen has any non-human problems within a year, you can send it here for free repair."

Listening to his words, Bai Lu couldn't help biting her lip, a little moved.

Ten taels of silver is also a considerable amount for her.

However, this kind of pen is unheard of and can be called a treasure!

Ten taels of silver for one pen doesn't seem to be a loss.

"Think about your hands, always using things like charcoal sticks, how dirty they are."

"Girls, you have to be nice to yourself!"

Chen Yan advised earnestly, like a devil tempting people to go to hell.

"I... bought it!"

Bai Lu finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and said decisively.

Chen Yan laughed.

According to the cost, he probably only made one tael of silver.

Selling ten taels per pen, a huge profit!

However, this is just a small experiment.

He is sure that fountain pens will become hot-selling products in the future.

Although it is difficult to make it a high-end online celebrity product like Yaochi Xianniang, if it is sold in large quantities, the money earned will only be more, not less.

Moreover, this is a consumable product, and the money earned is a long-term stream.

If the cost can be further reduced in the future, it can even be promoted to a national-level product!

After sending Bai Lu away, Chen Yan was about to go to the Nafu Camp, and Lu Qing'er just walked in quickly from outside.

"Master! There is an urgent letter from Wuyin City!"

"Where is the letter?" Chen Yan asked excitedly.

Lu Qing'er held a letter sealed with wax in her hand and handed it over quickly.

Chen Yan opened the envelope, took it out and looked at it, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After so many days, the news finally came!

After reading the letter, he frowned and sighed.