Datang: Showdown, your father and I are Li Shimin

Chapter 151 The papermaking technique is completed, and the clues are emerging ([-])

And at the same time.

In Gaoling County, north of Chang'an City.

The night had just been revealed, the gloomy sky turned pale white, and the entire Gaoling County gradually began to brighten.

Li Ze has finally adapted to the life of the ancients, but he has picked up a new habit from later generations.

When he was in school, Li Ze was often woken up by the whistle every morning, running around the playground under a gray sky.

But now, Li Ze followed the example of the school, pulled up these militiamen and county lieutenants, and ran around the entire Gaoling County at dawn, and at the same time carried some wood along the way, preparing to build a simple fence.

"Li Ming Mansion! All 500 militiamen from Gaoling County have arrived!" Cheng An cupped his fists towards Li Ze, and Li Ze seemed to have returned to the days when he used to go to school for exercises or military training.

Now it was finally his turn to torture others.

Li Ze waved his hand towards the phalanx formed by five hundred Ming soldiers: "Get ready to practice!"

Everyone immediately stood in place, and Cheng An trotted back to Xue Li's side.

During the period of living in Du Village, Xue Li was able to do the work of three people and eat for three people by himself. Now he is a real seven-foot strong young man.

He has also fully utilized his talent of infinite strength to the limit, but if he goes on the battlefield, he still needs very strong endurance.

If these are effective, Li Ze will only train these soldiers according to the methods of later generations, and form a special corps of his own, with full marks in strength and endurance, and capable of being a general in an ordinary army. Hexagon fighters come out.

At that time, don't say that you will be a county magistrate, push Li Er down from the throne, and being emperor yourself will not be a problem.

With Cheng An shouting: "Start practicing!"

All the soldiers immediately followed Cheng An's footsteps around the outskirts of the village, carrying the timber on their shoulders and running towards the wall that was still under construction.

Qin Feng followed behind the team, urging him from time to time, walking leisurely while looking around at the various buildings in Du Village.

At this time, the craftsmen in the village had already woken up one after another, the gears of the waterwheel were reconnected, and the river washed over the baffles on the waterwheel.

"Squeak..."

There was a sharp sound as the wood rubbed against each other, and then it began to rotate slowly.

The gear drives a lever one by one, lifts the lever up, and slides down after reaching the limit position.

The whole lever suddenly dropped.

"Boom!"

It slammed into a huge stone groove with a bang.

The grooves are filled with paper-making materials such as bamboo wool and bark.

After the rough processing here, the bamboo wool and bark are taken out again, and transferred to the stone mill driven by the gear of the water wheel for grinding.

Grind the coarse fibers thoroughly.

Add water to boil the minced substance, add some bleach and other things that only Li Ze knows how to make, and then pour it into a huge wooden barrel.

A few bare-chested farmers grabbed the net and copied huge squares of paper from the barrel, and laid them flat in the drying area beside them.

"Li Mingfu! This is our earliest batch of paper. It has been dried, packed and cut neatly!" The former head of Ducun, who was responsible for papermaking, is now responsible for supervising the production. When he saw Li Ze passing by the papermaking workshop with his hands behind his back, he said, Hastily stepped forward and greeted him with a happy smile.

"Take me to have a look." Qin Feng followed Du Mao to a thatched hut, where the cut square papers required by Li Ze were neatly stacked, as well as more neatly rolled up pieces of dry wood. The half-size, five-foot-long scroll in the form of a complete scroll is packed with silk cloth as its outer packaging, which looks very luxurious and exquisite.

And this kind of paper is already almost filling up the entire thatched cottage.

The papermaking speed of these hundreds of thousands of people, coupled with the waterwheel, a super tool that can never stop, and the later generation's assembly line-level production method of taking turns to replace materials, make the output of paper in Gaoling County almost as high as that of sows. Cubs are even faster.

In just a few days, the hut was almost full, and more undried paper was laid in an open area near the river.

Li Ze looked around for a while, then looked at several carriageways not far away: "It just so happens that the weather is fine today, Uncle Du, find some people to load all these papers into cars, let's go to Chang'an City to sell paper, and make a good profit for him." Pen!"

"Okay! I'll do it right away!" Du Mao's face was immediately full of wrinkles, and his dark skin wrinkled together due to years of farming, like a blooming oolong.

After finishing speaking, he greeted several strong young men nearby, and began to carry the papers one after another. One cart after another was piled up with paper, covered with tarpaulin, and pushed to the entrance of the village.

Li Ze immediately made way for these busy villagers, and quickly followed the militia brigade that was about to leave his field of vision.

Not far from the paper mill, there are wood carving workshops and printing workshops.

Gongsun Yu, Luo Heng and Zhou Song are responsible for supervising the production of wood-carved seals and book typesetting and proofreading.

The "Book of Rites" with the fewest words and more than [-] copies have been printed, but they are still wrapped with cloth and silk, and the title of the book is written in a hundred steps and tied vertically on the package.

And the smaller ones such as "University", "The Doctrine of the Mean" and "The Classic of Filial Piety" were printed in ridiculously large numbers.

"Brother Gongsun, find someone to load these books into the car. Today we will go to Chang'an City to sell books and paper. You keep one of these books in your hands, and load the rest!" When Li Ze was speaking, Gongsun Yu also I am reading very carefully.

Hearing Li Ze's voice, Gongsun Yu quickly raised his head, put down his books in a hurry, and saluted to Li Ze quickly: "Doctor Li... I just accidentally fell into a book while reading. Please forgive me, Doctor Li..."

Gongsun Yu lowered his head in panic and a little horror.

Li Ze smiled calmly: "It's okay, it's good to be fascinated by reading. The three of you will enter Chang'an with me today. If there are any books you need to study for the imperial examination, you can buy them together."

After all, Li Ze walked towards the entrance of the village with big strides. Five hundred militiamen gathered neatly in a huge square or school field at the entrance of the village.

In order to prevent encountering bandits and bandits on the way, dozens of militiamen need to be escorted with things into the city this time.

Half a quarter later, dozens of carts were pulled by donkeys or oxen, and all stopped on the main road at the entrance of the village.

Looking around, more than ten carriages were loaded with books.

If a roll can be sold for five hundred cash, these cartloads of paper are all sold out, and several cartloads of copper coins have to be brought back.

Without the escort of these militiamen, these carts of copper coins would be robbed by bandits sooner or later.

"Cheng An Xueli, count the twenty militiamen, escort the convoy, and prepare to enter the city!"

(End of this chapter)