Entertainment Qin Shi

Chapter 12
When Zhao Jia knew that Qin State was determined to send troops to attack Zhao State, he was already in Xianyang City.

As the son of Zhao Guo, he did not encounter any inhuman treatment in Qin State. When he first entered Xianyang, he was arranged in a courtyard next to Xianyang Palace. Except for being restricted in freedom, everything else was as usual, and the food and drink were delicious. Correspondingly, no one pays attention to him. The whole state of Qin is busy attacking many matters of the state of Zhao, and he is insignificant as a proton at this time.

Qin Guo will not change his attitude because of Zhao Jia's thoughts, not to mention that this battle was initiated by Lu Buwei.

Lu Buwei in this period knows everything.

No one dared to disobey him, including King Qin Yingzheng.

The only person who can make him bend down is perhaps the Queen Mother Zhao Ji in Xianyang Palace.

……

Today, the weather is fine.

Zhao Jia was bored leaning against the railing to bask in the sun, while his mind was immersed in the sea of ​​books, reading about papermaking.

Qin Shi's world is very strange, there are silk stockings, high heels, spirits, martial arts... but no toilet paper.

When Zhao Jia looked at those utensils for scraping buttocks, he felt his buttocks tremble slightly.

He seriously suspected that men in this era have hemorrhoids.

Whose chrysanthemum can withstand such torture? !
"Papermaking doesn't seem to be difficult..."

Zhao Jia read for a while, and soon figured out the process. The process of papermaking is nothing more than crushing, soaking, pounding, washing, troughing, copying, drying, and exposing. According to the records in the book, there is not much technical content. It is difficult to make pure white paper, but the butt-wiping paper is extremely simple, and even several processes can be ignored.

He is a practical guy, and since he had a plan, he didn't hesitate, and while the weather was getting warmer, he called two guards to follow him and asked them to get bamboo, hemp skin and so on.

In fact, wiping buttocks is one aspect, and the other is boring.

Right now being locked up here, with no one paying attention to him, he is like a canary, unable to do anything he wants, so he might as well make some noise to attract people.

Although the two guards didn't understand what Zhao Jia wanted to do, they still did it obediently.

Obedience to orders is the basic quality of a soldier.

With tool man.

Zhao Jia was naturally relaxed, directing the two of them to work the whole time, while he made a pot of tea every day, practicing kung fu while reading, cultivating his sentiments while waiting for the fish to bite.

Boring time always flies by quickly, and ten days have passed in a blink of an eye.

The remaining coolness in the air is gone, replaced by a gentleness, like a woman's small hand, which makes people want to move.

The season of recovery.

"It's spring!"

Zhao Jia glanced at the blue sky, murmured to himself, and then looked at the several tanks in front of him, where the plant fibers were sedimenting, but because of his rough craftsmanship, the color was earthy yellow. Like rotting leaves.

It shouldn't be a problem to wipe buttocks... Zhao Jia muttered in his heart.

For the first attempt, he didn't intend to create any perfect paper, as long as it can be used, and then slowly improve.

"kindness?"

While Zhao Jia was analyzing these, two figures came slowly from a distance, Qin Jun who was guarding the mansion did not stop them, and after bowing their hands and saluting, they let the other party walk in.

"Master Zhao Guo, when did you become obsessed with these junk things?"

The leading young man in a gorgeous robe looked at the sinks in front of him strangely, then looked at Zhao Jia, and opened his mouth to ask. After seeing Zhao Jia's appearance clearly, he was also stunned, because the other party looked handsome. It's a bit too much.

Especially those red phoenix eyes, the moment they glanced over, both men and women were killed.

"It is rumored that Zhao Guogong's son Jia has an outstanding appearance, but now it seems that the rumors are true."

The young man played with a delicate jade cup in his hand, admired Zhao Jia's appearance for a while, and said with a light smile.

Zhao Jia glanced at the cup in the opponent's hand and guessed who it was. There were not many people in Qin State who were entitled to enter and leave this courtyard at will. They were young and liked to carry a cup with them, so their identities were obvious.

"It is rumored that Mr. Chang'an loved drinking tea since he was a child, and he likes to carry a tea cup with him wherever he goes. Now it seems that the rumor is true."

Zhao Jia smiled and said softly.

Cheng Yu paused the hand playing with the teacup, then shook his head, and said, "It seems that the rumors can't be completely believed, and it is said that Zhao Guogong's virtue is dignified, but that's not always the case."

How could a virtuous son care about the rumors of other country's lords, not to mention that the person in front of him was in an enemy country, and he was still in the mood to dig holes and play junk, which was really not like a virtuous person.

"Rumors are rumors, seeing is believing."

Zhao Jia smiled unabated, paused, and continued: "Mr. Chang'an has good tea, and I am also a tea lover."

"Then you asked the right person."

Cheng Yu laughed out loud when he heard the words, and responded directly.

Zhao Jia did what he liked, and brought him into the house, while the attendants at the side took out the teapot, tea leaves, teacups, etc. skillfully, and then began to boil water to make tea. All the water for making tea was brought by themselves.

Cheng Yu explained from the side: "This water is taken from the ice water on the top of Tianshan Mountain, and it is paired with snow-topped silver shuttle. Its taste is endless."

Know how to play... Zhao Jia commented in his heart.

When it comes to luxury, it depends on these ancestors.

"Then let's have a good taste today."

Zhao Jia said expectantly.

After waiting for too long, a cup of white tea was pushed in front of Zhao Jia. It was fragrant and pleasant. The white tea inside was like a silver shuttle, immersed in the bottom of the cup. The tea was clear and translucent, like a mirror.

"Please!"

"Please!"

Zhao Jia raised his cup and took a sip, a scent of sweetness spread in his mouth, it was obviously hot tea, but a cool air rushed straight to his head, making his thoughts clearer, he could not help but praise: " Great tea!"

Although he doesn't know much about tea, he can still feel whether the tea is good or not.

He even has a feeling that this tea is very good for spiritual consciousness, if he can take it every day...

"Where did Mr. Chang'an buy this tea?"

Zhao Jia couldn't help asking.

Cheng Yu shook his head helplessly, and said softly: "This tea is called Xueding Yinshuo, and I bought it from the barbarians with a lot of money. Unfortunately, its output is too small and the price is expensive. This is a lot of reprimanding me."

"pity."

Zhao Jia nodded, but he remembered the name of this tea in his heart, and he must go to the barbarians to grab a wave if he has the chance.

How can you buy more!
Zhao Guoben started his fortune by robbing barbarians.

The traditions of the ancestors cannot be lost!

"I never asked, what happened to the trough outside."

Cheng Yu brought the topic back to the main topic, which is why he came here today. He heard that Zhao Guogong's son Jia was playing with junk in the courtyard all day, how could he not be curious, if it wasn't for Ying Zheng's special status, he would even come here to have a look , See if this young playmate's head is broken.

I took the bait... Zhao Jia chuckled lightly and said, "I have nothing to do, I have a whim, and try to make something that can replace the bamboo slips."

"Replace bamboo slips?!"

Cheng Yu was startled, and looked at Zhao Jia in astonishment.

Zhao Jia said softly: "Don't Mr. Chang'an feel that the bamboo slips are too heavy? If there is a way to make the bamboo slips thinner, like the silk cloth, can it replace the bamboo slips?"

"Are you sure?"

"Just try."

(End of this chapter)