Civilization spreads to another world

"Which one is next?"

Shi Yu and Huo Ci stood in front of the sand table with the same porcelain cup as the great man.

They already knew what happened on the street, and the entire Chang'an Town was their eyes and ears, and they couldn't hide anything that happened.

Tunnel warfare is not possible, but the means of military and civilian families can be used for reference.

After all, history has proven its success.

These aristocrats and the Holy See would never have thought that the inferior people, who they despised and did not think would be a threat, were their eyes and ears.

"The bishops of the first team are still in the pagoda?"

Huo Ci asked.

"Yes." Hill replied.

Shi Yu nodded the sign of the God of Light: "This team is not in a hurry, it is estimated that they will not come out in two or three hours."

They specially built the pagoda on the Shaoshi Mountain behind.

——There is no doubt that the name Shaoshi Mountain was coined by two people.

Fortunately, the area is not affected by the mountains, and the protruding part of the cliff is just within the range of the flat land below.

The roads in the game are only flat, and the roads can be unrestricted after realization. As long as the head and tail are connected, the most reasonable path will be automatically generated.

Of course, the gold coins needed are also considerable.

Especially within a limited area, there are several sections of roads that cannot be built by manpower at all.

The two walked this road to the middle of the mountain, cleared out the flat ground, and released the pagoda.

Surprisingly, the pagoda is not empty except for the golden and gorgeous outside!

There are stairs!There are Buddha statues!There are murals!

Shi Yu and Huo Ci deeply suspected that this was because the game artist was lazy, and directly modified the screenshot of a real Buddhist pagoda, so when it was materialized, the inside would be materialized together.

After all, the textures of Taoist temples and temples are exaggerated and concise, full of strong online game style.

Ah, I almost forgot, this game is also considered an online game.

The thirteen-story pagoda, plus the murals of Buddha statues, are enough for them to appreciate for a long time.

Huo Ci's eyes fell on the second team: "Where are they now?"

Hill: "At the paper mill."

"Well, it's their style." Shi Yu smiled, "I don't know how they will react to our small surprise."

Hill reminded: "Adults have two classes today."

Almost forgot, Shi Yu looked out the window, it was already bright day.

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The archbishop of the Earth Temple and his party went outside the town first to appease the knights and priests who had been waiting outside overnight.

Let some go back to Hongxiang City first, and the rest stay outside the city, and let them in after they have communicated with the envoy.

Then I turned to the industrial area.

Before they went out, they called a servant to act as a guide, so they didn't need to make detours.

"Go to the paper mill first."

Archbishop Road of the Temple of the Four Seasons.

He was fascinated by the paper on which storybooks were printed.

The empire now uses thick leather paper for writing. Often after a book is bound, it is as thick as bricks and stones, which is very inconvenient to carry.

He remembered that when he was a pastor, every time he went out to visit, he had to bring a whole box of heavy books. This was the doctrine, and even if he knew it by heart, he had to carry it with him.

Although he now has servants, there is a thick pile of documents sent from various principalities.

If it is replaced with the new paper of the Kingdom of God, it will be much easier in the future.

At least you don't have to worry about the table being crushed.

The archbishop of the Temple of the Four Seasons added humorously at the end.

The Archbishop of the Temple of the Night is also very interested in paper, but he has always been reticent. Someone spoke for him, so he didn't add another word.

The other three archbishops had no objections.

The servant led the party to the paper mill.

The factory is just Shi Yu and Huo Ci's habitual way of saying that the current paper mill is not so much a factory as a workshop.

A workshop surrounded by tile-roofed houses and walls.

At this time, the workers have not yet started work, the doors of the workshop are locked, and the workers are all in the dormitory building and the cafeteria.

"Go to the cafeteria to have a look." The Archbishop of the Earth Temple said.

The servant led the party to the cafeteria.

As soon as they entered, the bustling cafeteria gradually quieted down, and the workers cast curious and fresh eyes.

"Hello, hello..."

The cook who was cooking was stuttering.

Although she didn't know the identities of these people, the envoy told them that the honored guests would definitely not be serfs like them.

She had never seen the noble lord so closely.

"Goddess of Peace, don't be nervous." The Archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons said with a smile, "We just want to have breakfast."

It turned out that she was also a believer in the Goddess of Peace. The cook immediately relaxed and explained with a smile, "Today's breakfast is buns, wheat bran biscuits and milk."

Except for the bran cake, it was actually the same as what we ate.

The archbishops of the Sky Temple and the Sea God Temple frowned, dissatisfied with the envoy's treatment of them like ordinary people.

"Can you give us a glass of milk?" said the Archbishop of the Temple of the Four Seasons. "We are a little thirsty as we walk by. You know, elderly people are like that."

The cook looked at the head chef, saw him nodding, and then picked up the cup: "Okay."

Then the archbishops discovered that the cups used to hold the milk were actually ceramics, just like the ones the angels used to entertain them.

The archbishops of Sky Temple and Sea Temple looked unhappy.

They only took out the gold and silver wares they had collected when they entertained valuable guests. They thought that the ceramics were brought out by the envoys of the gods to entertain them, but they did not expect to see them in the hands of common people.

Especially the Archbishop of the Sea God Temple, he already had opinions on the envoys, and he was very worried.

The archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons shrugged: "It seems that ceramics in the Kingdom of God are easier to obtain than gold and silverware."

The Archbishop of Night Temple and the Archbishop of Earth Temple don't matter.

The archbishop of the Four Seasons Temple didn't intend to explain the two of them, and looked for a seat on the long table with a smile on his face while holding milk.

"Good morning, do you mind if I take this seat?"

"No, I don't mind..." The worker who was asked was taken aback.

The Archbishop of Night Temple and the Archbishop of Earth Temple sat down in turn.

The archbishops of Sky Temple and Sea God Temple endured the unhappiness of being at the same table with commoners, took out their handkerchiefs and spread them on the stools, and then sat down with frowns.

The Archbishop of the Four Seasons Shrine spoke to the worker opposite: "Do you know how buns are made?"

The worker stumbled: "Yes, it is steamed with flour and filled with prepared fillings. I, I only know this."

The archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons smiled: "Relax, I'm just curious, I've never tasted it before, it tastes great."

Infected by his smile, the worker couldn't help laughing: "Me too. I have never seen it before I came here. I only ate black bread." Thinking that the nobleman might have never seen black bread, he explained, "It is made of wheat bran. Bread, and possibly sawdust and pebbles."

The young worker grinned: "My mother often beats me with it, she said it is better than a wooden stick."

The archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons laughed: "I know, I have eaten it before."

There was a time, long ago, when he ate black bread.

He asked, "Didn't you live here before?"

"Yes." The worker said, "I am a serf from another village, on the other side of Xiangkui Town. There was a famine last winter, and many people in the village starved to death. Later, someone said to go to the town to find the baron, and everyone followed. , and many people died, the baron agreed to let us live outside the town and fish for food."

"What happened later?" asked the Archbishop of the Earth Temple.

The worker was startled by his sudden opening, and said: "Later, the Baron's father was defeated, and he ran away with the knight, and the man who told us to go to the town led everyone into the manor..."

When he said this, shame appeared on his face: "Actually, I don't agree with what they do, but those people have gone crazy. They don't listen to our persuasion at all, and they locked up those who opposed it."

He finished the passage vaguely: "Fortunately, the envoys came and stopped them, and then we returned here with the envoys."

"Actually, the envoy took away a group of people in winter." He regretted, "At that time, I thought they were bad people, so I didn't follow, otherwise I would have eaten buns earlier."

The archbishop of the Four Seasons Shrine blinked and said reverently, "Thank you for the envoy of God."

The worker nodded heavily: "Thank you to the envoy of God, thank you to the goddess of peace."

Oh, and forget about Goddess of Peace.

The Archbishop of the Temple of the Four Seasons added, I hope the goddess will forgive me for my negligence.

The Archbishop of the Temple of the Earth looked around the cafeteria: "Are you all workers in the paper mill?"

"No, I work in a printing factory." The worker said, "Our printing factory is adjacent to the paper factory, and we share a canteen."

"I see."

The worker opened up and asked, "Is your lord here to buy books? In addition to printing fairy tales, we can also print a lot of books. Ten sheets of paper cost a copper coin, and we charge the same fee for printing."

Uh, ten sheets of paper for one copper coin, how many sheets can one silver coin buy?

The archbishop of the Temple of Wealth was not there, and the archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons calculated in his mind for a while before he came up with the answer, a thousand sheets.

a thousand sheets...

The archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons imagined that there would be no way to make a book out of a thousand sheets of thick vellum.

But the new paper should do, so he can fit almost all of his teachings in one book.

He couldn't believe that the new paper was so cheap. One piece of thick leather paper cost between five and eight copper coins.

If it gets out, you can imagine how many merchants will be attracted. Even if you don’t print, just buy paper for transcription, and the price of books will be lowered.

Maybe one day, everyone can afford it, and everyone can copy it.

The heart of the archbishop of the Temple of the Four Seasons beat violently.

Before the other bishops could react, he immediately changed the topic: "How much is your weekly salary?"

The worker was a little disappointed when he didn't hear the answer, and said, "Fifty copper coins."

That is two silver coins a month.

The archbishop of the Temple of the Four Seasons nodded. Among the common people, it is considered an ordinary income.

Worker: "In addition to salary, there are bonuses, but we have to wait until there are large orders. The factory manager said that as long as there are orders, we will give us bonuses."

Is that why you ask if we want to print a book?

The archbishop of the Four Seasons Temple complained.

The Archbishop of the Temple of the Night Rarely said: "A good business idea."

The archbishop of the Sea God Temple snorted softly: "You live in the dormitory? Didn't the envoys give each of you a house?"

The worker was surprised: "Why did the angel give us a house?"

He didn't seem to understand why the Patriarch of the Sea God Temple would say that.

"We used to have labor points, which could be exchanged for a house. Now that the work points are gone, they can be bought with money. I am only alone, and it is more convenient to live in a dormitory, but I think I will not be alone soon."

The worker smiled shyly: "There will be a Qixi blind date meeting tonight. If a girl accepts my flowers, we can get married. I have saved enough money and can exchange it for a second-floor tile-roofed house."

He looked forward to: "I hope the goddess of peace will bless me to succeed."

It has been handed down for thousands of years and will always be silent in the temple that was given free of charge.

"Bless you." The archbishop of the Temple of Four Seasons smiled.