Three Kingdoms: Starting from the Need for a Small County Magistrate

"It took so long to come, are you planning to count the time from a few days?"

Cai Yong was very speechless, he had been thinking about this for the past few days, and even thought that Xiao Yi had forgotten the bet between them.

If he hadn't maintained his identity, he would have gone to Xiao Yi's house to question him.

"Sir, you should know that if a worker wants to do well, he must first sharpen his tools.

Although I delayed for a few days, but now I feel that I can complete the transcription in a shorter time.

Moreover, I intend to transcribe three copies."

"Three...three servings!"

Cai Yong jumped up in place like a cat whose tail was guessed.

"How is it possible, three or four people, to transcribe three copies of a thousand volumes in less than a month! You... do you know how many words there are!"

Crazy, this kid must be crazy.

"Do you need to up the ante, sir?"

Now that the difficulty has increased, the stakes will naturally have to keep up! Cai Yong is already fully on the set, it's time to start the slaughter.

"If you want to transcribe three copies, it is impossible to complete it! Bet..."

"Daddy."

Cai Yong was about to take the bait when a figure came out from behind the curtain and gave Xiao Yi a resentful look.

Shuiwanwan's big eyes seem to be saying: You are good or bad, and you want to lie to my father again.

"Dad, don't gamble anymore."

Cai Yan stopped.

Wipe! Halfway through the journey...Cai Zhaoji.

Do you know that for whom I took so much trouble to confuse your father... Xiao Yi wants to cry but has no tears! Chapter

Chapter Eighty

"Zhao Ji, why did you stop me?"

Cai Yong didn't realize that he had fallen into Xiao Yi's trap.

There are only twenty days left, and I want to transcribe three copies of thousands of books! How is it possible, it is almost the same as tearing the books.

Cai Yan glanced at Xiao Yi embarrassedly, it was a little unkind to destroy his good deeds in front of others.

But she couldn't stand by and watch her father sink deeper and deeper.

"Did my father forget that you carved the Xiping stone scriptures?"

At first, Cai Yong was called to engrave the Xiping Stone Classic.

Because his calligraphy is very famous, some princes and nobles went to the stone tablet for rubbing in order to get his calligraphy.

Even the emperor Liu Hong did this.

Thinking about those tens of thousands of words, it took me several years to engrave them, but other people's rubbings only took one or two hours to complete.

"You mean, the method of rubbing"

Cai Yong shook his head, "Although the rubbing method is effective, the recording time is too long.

If I want to record thousands of volumes of my books, even if I hire the best masons, it will take three to five years, ah.

How could he carve the inscription in such a short time!"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Cai Yong wholeheartedly wanted the ancient book in Xiao Yi's hand, but.......a bit cute.

However, his daughter is far more sane than he is.

Cai Yan glanced at Xiao Yi secretly, seeing this guy always staring at him and smiling, he couldn't help blushing.

"Although my daughter doesn't know what Magistrate Xiao will do, she has an intuition and he must have a more clever way."

"A smarter way"

Cai Yong frowned and was silent.

Seeing the uneasy eyebrows of the father and daughter, Xiao Yi stopped teasing them.

Since Cai Yan has come forward to stop it, it won't work if Cai Yong is trapped.

Therefore, he simply told the two of them generously.

"Mr. Cai, Miss Zhaoji, come with me, I'll show you guys, this is a clever way."

"really!"

"Quick, let's go."

Cai Yong couldn't wait.

As soon as I walked to the door, I met Lu Zhi, who was returning from the meeting, and Liu Deran, who accompanied Lu Zhi, so I pulled them together.

Xiao Yi specially built a printing workshop, which is connected with the paper workshop.

The paper mill has already started to make paper, but it will take several days to produce paper.

The paper used now was bought by Xiao Yi from the prestige mall before and saved little by little.

Although not much, it is quite enough to bind a few books.

When the group came here, everyone was busy.

The carpenter was in charge of carving, the painter was in charge of grinding the ink, and Ji Xiaolan was there to personally supervise the typesetting.

Now the typesetting is "The Analects of Confucius".

"My lord, "Xue Er Pian" has been arranged, please take a look."

Seeing Xiao Yi, Ji Xiaolan hurriedly greeted him, "Learn and learn from time to time, not to mention..."

On the side, Cai Yan had already moved to the page and read it.

With her ingenuity, I saw the stamps with the words engraved one by one

She couldn't hide her shock any longer, "Carve the words individually, and then arrange them as needed.

In this way, you can easily print the articles you want

She stared at Xiao Yi, no longer shy to look at him, her beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she was full of admiration.

"That's right."

The inventor of movable type printing was born hundreds of years later, and Xiao Yi took this invention as his own as a matter of course.

"Sublime! Sublime! Xiao Jun can invent such ingenious methods, which is equivalent to benefiting scholars all over the world!"

Lu Zhi clapped his hands in praise, unable to restrain his inner joy.

He has been a teacher and knows how hard it is to study.

Especially, for those... poor children.

With movable type printing, the cost of reading will be greatly reduced, which is indeed a good thing for scholars all over the world.

Cai Yong was shocked for a while, then gave Xiao Yi a thumbs up, "This thing can be called a magical skill! Cai Mou, willing to admit defeat!"

"Blessed are the students in Zhuo County."

Xiao Yi reminded the bet.

Being able to recognize Cai Yong as a teacher is a lot in the world...a scholar's dream.

Cai Yong was convinced and did not complain.

Chong Xiao Yi invented this kind of artifact for the benefit of scholars all over the world.

He also willingly taught for Xiao Yi.

However, he still has a problem.

"Although this method is exquisite, the printing requires Bai Juan or Zuo Bo paper.

This and all this is expensive, Xiao Jun wants to let the people of the county study, the price is too high."

Although movable type printing greatly reduces labor costs, the material costs are not low.

No matter Bai Juan or Zuo Bozhi, they are all wealthy people who can afford it.

Although Xiao Yi was the head of a county, he couldn't provide so many books.

Xiao Yi smiled slightly and took out a cut out piece of white paper, "Look at this."

"This is......"

"Paper!"

Cai Yong's eyeballs almost didn't pop out, holding the fluffy piece of paper, he couldn't believe it.

Zuo Bozhi was in front of it, it was like a mountain and river like a mound of earth, different from clouds and mud.

"How can there be such a thin and flexible paper Xiaojun, don't tell me this is also invented by you!"

Cai Yong's heart was extremely shocked, and he became more respectful of Xiao Yi's name.

He met Zuo Bo, a genius who made paper by improving Cai Hou paper, using hemp with short fibers but good water soaking effect, combined with mulberry skin with excellent toughness, and invented the best paper of the time.

Cai Yong always thought so before seeing the paper Xiao Yi took out.

But now, his cognition has been completely subverted! How can paper be made so thin and flexible! "Dare to ask Xiao Jun, what is the raw material of this kind of paper, and how much does it cost?"

Lu Zhi was also very shocked, his voice almost trembling.

As readers, they know very well how much trouble they will save for reading if they are bound with this kind of paper.