The Prodigal Son of Zhenguan

With just this little courage, you still want to be rich.

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There is no fighting spirit at all, that is, I don’t have this skill. If I have it, let alone reward, even if there is no reward, I am willing to die for you.

And these craftsmen are timid and don’t cherish the opportunity.

The two servants who sent the craftsmen out of the academy cursed in their hearts.

They are just craftsmen on the farm.

I didn’t expect them to fight with others, what do they think.

Such a good opportunity was wasted.

After hearing that the reward was generous, I thought about licking my face and regretting it.

There are not so many good things in the world that fall on your heads.

The craftsmen on the road gradually grew a little regretful in their hearts, but when they thought that working here might even be life-threatening, they couldn’t help but feel a little lucky.

Some of them were unwilling to give up and wanted to get news from the servants who sent them away.

"Young man, King Jingyang asked the craftsmen to come to the manor. Is he going to build something? Or do you want to engrave something?" a craftsman asked.

"How can we, the servants, know about the masters' affairs?"

The servants who sent them didn't want to pay attention to these people.

"Since you have given up, just go your own way. It's none of your business. Don't ask around. Be careful not to annoy the nobles. You won't end up well."

"Yes, yes, yes." The craftsman shrank his neck and responded repeatedly.

In the yard, Li Fu asked people to take a part of the reward money and distribute it to them.

"Take the money first. The work is not difficult for you. What is the difficulty of what I want to do? That is, you can't leak any information to the outside world. You need to keep your mouths shut." Li Fu said seriously: "If the news leaks in the middle, it will not be others who want you to die, but me."

"Wu Liangye, show them the documents." Li Fu said.

Wu Liangye took out the documents from his arms and handed them to them separately.

After the craftsmen received the document, they touched the soft white paper in their hands and were shocked.

This paper is completely different from the yellowed hard paper seen outside nowadays.

"You can see that the documents in your hands are all made of different paper." Li Fu smiled and said, "Let me explain the content of this document to you. That is, you can't tell anyone what you see and do in Zhuangzi. If others are curious, you must remember that you are dumb, understand?"

They are all seal engravers, and they are not illiterate.

This is just a confidentiality agreement.

"I will open a separate workshop for you to work in, and provide food and accommodation." Li Fu said, "What you need to do is to do the engraving work."

"The engraving I want is different from the previous engravings. Have you done this job?"

The three craftsmen nodded.

They have done it.

They also know it.

Some books need to be printed, so they will be carved into plates, or stone plates, or lead plates. The price of lead plates is the most expensive.

There was paper in the Tang Dynasty, but the quality of the paper in the Tang Dynasty was completely incomparable with the new paper in Li Fu's workshop.

Hard yellow paper was commonly used in the Tang Dynasty. The paper was soaked with Huang Bo juice to make it appear natural yellow. Then wax was evenly applied on the paper. After calendering, the surface of the paper was shiny and moist, with good toughness and strong transparency. It was called hard yellow paper.

This paper is easy to store for a long time, has a bright and smooth luster, and is often used to write scriptures. People who are good at calligraphy often use it to copy calligraphy. Because Huang Bo juice is used to dye the paper, it is not only a yellow dye, but also can prevent moths.

The paper produced in Li Fu's workshop is white paper.

In terms of anti-corrosion, it is definitely not as good as hard yellow paper.

But Li Fu did not pursue this paper to be stored for thousands of years.

It is enough to use it when he is alive. In the future, when he is gone, whether the paper is stored or not has nothing to do with him.

If you want to preserve it for future generations, then treat the precious things with anti-corrosion.

Hard yellow paper, bamboo slips, etc., have better antiseptic and preservation effects.

What Li Fu wants now is comfort.

Then can hard yellow paper be used to wipe the buttocks?

Right?

The words are rough but the truth is not rough.

It depends on what each person pursues.

"Since you have done this job and have experience, it's easy to say." Li Fu smiled and said, "I will instruct you from the beginning, including the paper in your hands, in every detail. If there are any problems in the future, don't blame me for being cruel."

Having come to this point, they can't just withdraw if they want to.

Want to leave now? It's too late.

Even after listening to Li Fu's instructions and knowing what they are going to do, think about sneaking away?

That's even too late. If they leave the manor, passers-by will find their bodies in the roadside ditch the next day.

Young and strong people have good health, and they will be in trouble after leaving the manor.Head to sleep.

"Now we are also speaking out loud." Li Fu said with a smile.

The craftsmen nodded one after another, expressing their understanding.

It's nothing more than that as long as you don't commit suicide, you won't die.

It's that simple.

This doesn't sound like a big deal.

What I just said was so scary.

Looking back, life is still in my own hands.

This choice is really the right one.

Li Fu asked someone to bring pen and ink, and the three craftsmen signed their names on the confidentiality agreement and pressed their fingerprints.

"Okay, let's not stand in this yard, find a place to sit down and talk."

Wu Liangye asked someone to take the boxes in the yard away and send them back to the warehouse.

Li Fu and the three craftsmen came to the house, and Wu Liangye led a few guards to surround the house tightly outside.

After Li Fu sat down, he also asked the other three craftsmen to sit around the eight-immortal table.

"Sit closer, it's convenient to talk." Li Fu said.

As he spoke, he took out a blank piece of paper, took out the seal he brought with him, and pressed it on the paper.

"You know what this thing is? A seal." Li Fu said.

"The engraving I want to make is just like this seal, one piece at a time, but you can arbitrarily shuffle the order and arrange new content."

Li Fu drew on the paper while speaking.

"In the past, it was a whole engraving. If it was broken in the middle of the carving, it would be useless. It is difficult to get a perfect engraving, and the cost of engraving is very high."

The craftsmen nodded in agreement.

It is indeed like this.

"This seal is a big one at a good price. What I need is a piece of it the size of a fingernail, whether it is made of stone, clay, or lead, and only one word will be engraved on it, and then there is such a mold." Li Fu said while drawing: "When the time comes, select what content you need, put it in this mold, arrange it, brush it with ink, put on paper, and you can print it."

"The advantages of this are obvious. First of all, it is simple to make. Even if the carving is damaged, you only need to replace one word, and the loss is greatly reduced."