I am the cook, but I am Li Er's son-in-law

Li Shimin quickly changed the subject, muttering in his heart that it doesn't seem like a seventh-rank official.

It's time for me to consider promoting myself.

But... it's not easy to upgrade!
Zhou Xiaosan's rapid promotion was due to the former ministers of the Sui Dynasty and the reform of the imperial examination system, and his apparent identity did not get along with these things.

Even if you slowly climb to the fifth rank, it will take at least two years...

It depends on Yin Xuan's two years of playing in front of him!

Li Shimin couldn't help heaving and sighing, the past two years didn't seem to be very easy, Yin Xuan's mouth is more poisonous than the summer sun.

"How does the store plan to deal with the next thing?" Li Shimin whispered again.

Yin Xuan glanced at him, and then said earnestly: "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but it's not good to tell you——You're only Rank [-] now, can you stand in line?"

"I'm outside the rules, and the aristocratic family doesn't want to touch me."

"But you are within the rules..."

"You are at the bottom of the food chain."

Hearing that Yin Xuan cared about him so much, Li Shimin was not moved, but wanted to laugh a little - he is the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, the lowest end of the food chain?

I don't know what kind of expression Yin Xuan will have when he thinks back to this day when he knows his true identity.

Li Shimin didn't ask any more questions, but repeatedly told him that if there was any difficulty, he must tell the court.

Yin Xuan prevaricates the past openly.

Li Shimin chatted with Yin Xuan quite relaxedly, and left in a hurry after having a meal. On the way back, he flipped through Zhou Xiaosan's information to make sure that he had visited yesterday, so he was relieved .

Everything is still under his control.

The Lingling Temple case is not big or small, but this case has caused a dispute. Half a month has passed, and every day the court has been arguing about it.

The family wants to get back the [-] Guan.

But Zhou Xiaosan said that after his own investigation, You Xia'er only had dozens of guan in his hand, never [-] guan.

Li Shimin turned a blind eye and let them quarrel.

Right in between the noise.

The first issue of the magazine is finally ready to be released. Li Lizhi and the others haven't finished their experiments, but they have already come up with a plan that can be used for commercialization.

The sap of carambola vines is used instead of starch paste as the sizing agent when making paper.

This carambola vine is not a carambola vine, but a kiwifruit vine, but for some reason, people have always called it carambola vine.

The way to obtain it is not difficult, and it is also very simple to cultivate. It is not a rare species that is difficult to grow.

By replacing such a material, the cost is reduced by more than two-thirds.

However, even though the cost has been saved a lot, and movable type printing has reduced the printing cost, Yin Xuan still did not print too much of the first issue of the magazine.

Only [-] copies and [-] copies were printed, no one knows if there will be any acclimatization to this kind of thing.

As for why not make up a whole number, five hundred copies will come out.

That's because he wanted to give the seven extra copies to those seven families for free, thanks to the [-] guan that they donated-although the money for the magazine did not come from the [-] guan, but they added so much money. It's a good start, and we should take them to celebrate together.

Taking advantage of the court meeting, the seven families were arguing with Zhou Xiaosan in the court hall.

Yin Xuan sent He Ri to send these seven magazines, together with seven identical invitations printed with movable type, to their residence.

He Ri asked again and again that this was a gift from Yin Xuan, a man from Changle County, from Tongfu Restaurant, to their master.

The concierge's face was as red as the gate's.

If it hadn't been for He Ri, who was big and thick, with arms as thick as his neck, and with a knife on his waist, they would have slapped him long ago.

Wang Xima went home by car.

As soon as we got out of the car, the concierge came up to greet him: "Da Lang, this morning, County Captain He came to visit and said that he gave Da Lang a gift for the man from Changle County."

Wang Xima, who almost got into a fight with Zhou Xiaosan in the court hall, his face became even more ugly, his eyebrows frowned, and he gritted his teeth: "Did Yin Xuan send me a present?"

The concierge said tremblingly, "Yes, the gift is a book, and there is also a greeting card."

"Bring me to have a look." Wang Xima didn't even want to enter the house, he reached forward, and the concierge immediately took out the magazine and greeting cards, and handed them to Wang Xima.

Wang Xima didn't read the book, but opened the greeting card first.

Then, is it possible that Yin Xuan's child still wants to visit him?
Sure enough, as he expected, the content in the greeting card did not say that Yin Xuan would come to visit at a certain day and time, but the printed lettering.

"thanks for treatment."

Only these four words.

Wang Xima's face became more and more ugly. Of course, he knew what Yin Xuan meant by thanking him for the hospitality. He was talking about the [-] guan from their family!

And this greeting post is full of perfunctory meaning.

Yin Xuan's child was not even willing to write with his own hand, but used printing technology—even if it was for the sake of the [-] Guan, how about writing these four characters by himself?

How much time does it take to write four words.

Wang Xima threw the greeting card on the ground in contempt, stepped on it hard, and then turned his gaze to the book in his hand.

Naturally, it was impossible for Yin Xuan to post such an invitation letter just to make fun of himself - if he wanted to do this, he could have delivered the invitation letter as early as the morning when Master Xuan Yi was exposed.

Since ridicule is not the purpose.

Is the book that was sent along with Yin Xuan's main purpose?
What mystery can there be in a book?
Wang Xima sorted out his mood, and began to examine this book. The title of the book is "Magazine". Is it Yin Xuan who sorted out his knowledge?
But... would he be so kind to hand over his knowledge to his family?
Wang Xima opened it, and the content inside was a bit different from what he thought. The first article was an article written by Kong Yingda, affirming the meaning of the magazine.

He glanced at it briefly, then flipped over at will.

The following content also made him a little confused. There were a few poems and songs of acceptable standard, some disorganized parallel prose, and even some incomprehensible novels.

What do these mean?
Wang Xima frowned until...he turned the last page of this novel, and the title of the next article came into his eyes.

"On how to make paper at a cheaper price."

This different way of naming common articles in the Tang Dynasty made Wang Xima feel a little thump, and an ominous premonition came to his mind.

Wow, he didn't read the content, he just flipped through it quickly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw another title that was equally eclectic.

"On the Improvement of Printing."

Wang Xima's eyes were dazed, and with a bang, the magazine fell from his hand and fell to the ground.