Datang: Acting as a celestial mystery at the beginning

Li Yi'an's paper mill began to take shape at this time.

Inside the pool, there is a lot of clinker used for papermaking. In the newly built stove, some people are constantly lighting the fire, while others are stirring the clinker in the pot.

During this period of time, he recruited a large number of poor people who had no food due to the disaster. As long as they had food, they were very diligent and quick in their movements. Whatever they had to do, they could do it perfectly as long as they were ordered.

Li Yi'an didn't bother to ask about outside matters, he knew that food prices would drop, that was a sure thing.

"Sir, look!"

A craftsman picked up a piece of paper that had just been dried and cut, and brought it in front of Li Yi'an excitedly.

They are ordinary people who have never touched pen and ink in their lives, and they don't know the quality of paper at all. They just think that the husband is very good. The papermaking method used can save more than ten processes and the production speed is very fast.

Li Yi'an took a general look, and found that the quality was far from that of later generations, but for this era, such smooth and flat paper is considered to be of high quality.

The color of this kind of paper is not too dark. You must know that the paper of this era is light yellow, but Li Yian tried his best to make this light yellow lighter and more beautiful.

"Well done!"

Li Yi'an nodded appreciatively, and then looked at the several stoves next to him. In the boiling water, the clinker was quickly stirred into a uniform pulp, ready to be released at any time for the next process. He asked: "The pulp in this stove, How long have you been stirring?"

"It took only three hours, and the pulp became so beautiful."

The craftsman said excitedly: "In the past, I also helped other families make paper. The pulp is very difficult to stir. It takes at least four or five days to become what we are now."

"At our current speed, how many catties of paper can be produced a day?"

Li Yian continued to ask.

"We currently only have three furnaces. As long as there is enough clinker, one furnace can produce about [-] catties a day, and three furnaces at the same time should be able to produce more than [-] catties," said the craftsman.

"Three hundred catties a day, shouldn't be a lot?"

Li Yi'an didn't have much idea about the weight of paper, because paper in later generations is not worth much, so he continued: "You continue to produce, if you need money, you can ask me anytime, prepare as much clinker as possible, I need a lot of paper now .”

"Yes!"

The craftsman immediately went back to work.

Walking to the other side of the factory, Li Yi'an saw that there were blocks of characters engraved with a single character in reverse, and more than a dozen craftsmen were constantly busy making them.

In addition to the improved papermaking technique, of course he also had to develop movable type printing and use it together. First, use clay to make blanks of the same size and size, and then harden them with fire at high temperature to become clay movable type.

The fonts above are all handwritten by Li Yi'an, and then imitated by craftsmen. They use the Ming Dynasty Taige style calligraphy. This kind of font is neat and beautiful, and it is most suitable for printing.

In order to write a sufficient number of words, Li Yi'an wrote for almost half a month, making sure that there were no mistakes or omissions in every word, and quickly wrote it off.

"gentlemen!"

Seeing him coming, the craftsmen greeted him one after another.

In the past half a month, if it wasn't for Li Yi'an's help, they would have had work and food to eat, and they would have starved to death at home.

"How is the current progress?"

Li Yian asked.

"There are still two days left, sir, the task you ordered us can be completed, and all the glyphs can be created."

One of the craftsmen said respectfully.

"The speed is good. After everything is done, I'll give you extra money. Tonight, I'll have people slaughter the remaining chickens and ducks for extra meals."

Li Yi'an's chickens and ducks are not only used to kill locusts, they can also buy the hearts of these craftsmen.

They couldn't help but cheered. In this environment, it was a happy thing to be able to eat a bite of meat.

Some time ago, after writing all the words that needed to make modules, Li Yi'an started to work on another thing, so he didn't know much about the factory, and basically left it to Chang'an Four Harms to manage.

Now that the inspections are about the same, and they probably know how the development is going, when they are about to go back to the yard, they are stopped by Cheng Chumo and the other four.

"Sir, you said that when your factory is built, you will compete with us, is it okay now?"

Chang Sun Chong said provocatively.

"That's right, half a month has passed, and the price of food in Chang'an has dropped to about ten cents a bucket. Are you afraid that you still haven't made any gestures with us?"

Li Dejian showed even more disdain for Li Yi'an.

"Are you afraid? It's not like that, since you want to find abuse, come with me."

Li Yi'an went back to the yard, opened the door of a house in the backyard, and when he entered, he could see a table in the middle with a fairly large sand table on it.

"This is a sand table?"

It's still the eldest Sun Chong who has some knowledge and can recognize what it is at a glance.

The earliest sand table that appeared in history was during the Eastern Han Dynasty. General Fubo Ma Yuan used rice grains to pile up a model to explain the enemy's situation in Longxi to Emperor Guangwu.

Therefore, the sand table has existed a long time ago.

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Chapter 76

Li Yi'an's sand table is very large and exquisitely crafted. Mountains, rivers, city buildings, geographical features, etc. are all miniatured on it.

In order to manufacture this thing, he also expended a lot of energy. It can be said that after finishing writing, he began to devote himself to manufacturing, so he had no time to manage the factory.

"Such a big sand table!"

Li Dejian also exclaimed, and he did it so delicately and beautifully.

Since Ma Yuan, the military has also used the sand table to analyze strategies, and through calculations on the sand table to increase the probability of victory, they are not unfamiliar.

"Don't you three want to join the army and become generals?"

Li Yi'an stood at one end of the sand table and continued: "If you want to be a general, you don't have to be strong in martial arts. If you can fight, you can only fight against ten people. If you are more powerful, even if you are against a hundred people, it is also a personal heroism. General, what you want to do is to be the enemy of ten thousand people."

"A husband should learn from the enemy of ten thousand people, what will be done with a book and a sword."

"The real enemy of ten thousand people does not rely on force, but on art of war, strategy, resourcefulness, etc. Do the three of you dare to compete with me in these areas on this sand table?"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them looked at each other.

"Compare, compare, whoever is afraid, I will come first!"

Cheng Chumo rolled up his sleeves and came to the other end of the sand table.

"You're wrong, you didn't come one by one, I don't have that much time to play with you."