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Since many years ago, there have been many cotton mills making cotton cloth in Wanghai Road, and the Qin Family Cotton Mill is one of them, and they have lived on it for generations.However, because peeling cotton is too troublesome, the output of cotton cloth is small, the profit is low, and business has gradually prospered in recent years, many people have changed their careers.

Qin Xiong also thought about changing his career. Before making a decision, he heard about the cotton factory in Jinhejian. He heard from the merchants who came from Jinhejian that the factory could produce hundreds of cotton cloths a day, and the workers only had two workers. Three hundred of them, and they gin cotton with a magical machine that emits smoke, and the seeds can be easily peeled off.

Many people who run cotton workshops in the local area got the news through different channels, and many people were very, very curious, but the Jinhejian Cotton Factory was run by the government, and no one had the guts to find out.

If it weren't for the fact that the cotton workshop at home was about to fail, I wouldn't have dared to come.Qin Xiong hesitated in front of the governor's yamen in the Chuzhou Prefecture, muttering in his heart.

He was lucky, the governor's carriage arrived at the door as soon as he informed the guard.

The carriage stopped quietly not far away, and the governor's attendant opened the door to announce in a low voice, Qin Xiong held his breath and concentrated, but he couldn't hear the slightest movement.

This governor Tong is afraid that he has a sense of righteousness, otherwise he would not be able to hear even a little movement with his low-level abilities.Qin Xiong thought about it, and labeled him a good official.

Finally, the speaking attendant backed away and opened the door of the carriage.

Qin Xiong held his breath and waited for the legendary master Tong Rantong who invented the technology of sinking wells to irrigate fields, cement roads, steam trains and cotton ginning to come out.

"Wow!" However, a cat, no, it was a little milk tiger ran out nimbly, looked up a few times with its head up, and barked into the car.

"Don't rush, I got it." Tong Ran bent over and got out of the car, got out of the car first, and then picked up the little tiger waiting at the door of the car.

This little boy is very lazy, the older he gets, the less he likes to walk, and he needs to be hugged all day long.

Tong Ran picked up the little tiger, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person dressed as a merchant, who must be the treasurer Qin that Sang Le was talking about.

"Villain Qin Xiong, I greet Master Tong." Qin Xiong hurriedly knelt down to worship.

Tong Ran frowned, and Sang Le immediately stepped forward to pull him up.

The ashes of this place, how can he enter the yamen if he kneels here?

"Follow me." Tong Ran said coldly and majesticly, and walked inside without looking at Qin Xiong when it was over.

The little tiger arched twice in Tong Ran's arms, kicked its hind legs, and lay down on his shoulders. Its big, round green eyes curiously looked at the people behind.

Chu Jun knew something about the situation in Wanghaidao. In recent years, the price of silk has dropped, and the sales of expensive cotton cloth that has been peeled by hand have become worse and worse. Many businessmen have changed their careers.The court's original judgment on this was that cotton cloth would slowly die out.

Originally, cotton cloth was not practical, so Chu Jun didn't pay much attention to it, and those merchants would soon find other ways to make a living.

Unexpectedly, Tong Ran invented the steam cotton gin and opened a super-large-scale weaving factory. Recently, he is even researching a more efficient two-person loom.

With Tong Ran's strong medicine, cotton cloth, which was gradually dying out, was revived again, and even became the object of pursuit of many high-ranking households.

It's a pity that what they are after is Tong Ran's cotton cloth, and they are not interested in the cloth from the opponent's workshop.

Qin Xiong bowed his head and followed behind Tong Ran, drops of sweat slid down his forehead, it wasn't completely hot, it was actually the tiger staring at him that made him very nervous.

Doesn't he want to eat me?Qin Xiong was thinking wildly.

Passing through the screen wall and the courtyard, Tong Ran led Qin Xiong into the main hall where the daily reception was held. He sat on the upper left and did not invite Qin Xiong to take a seat. here."

After Qin Xiong entered the room, he was relieved because the tiger was no longer staring at him, but Tong Ran's sudden words made him want to kneel as soon as his knees softened in fright.But Master Tong's attendants stopped him just now, and now he doesn't know whether to kneel or not.

People do not blame.Qin Xiong thought.Then he obeyed his weak knees and knelt down with a plop.

He cupped his hands and raised his head and said: "My lord, please forgive me. It's because the small family's workshop can't continue. The whole family is almost dying, so I have the cheek to beg for your mercy."

You are a merchant on Wanghai Road, and I am the governor of Dunan Road, so asking for help is going too far.Tong Ran complained in his heart, but remained calm.

Qin Xiong couldn't wait for Tong Ran to respond, so he could only continue to briefly talk about his situation with a cheeky face, and then solemnly kowtowed: "The villain really has nowhere to go, I just hope that the adults can point out the way and give the villain a clear path." Cotton mills have a way out."

Talk like I won't let him live.Tong Ran cursed again, patting the little tiger's back.

"I can help you." After a moment of silence, Tong Ran said leisurely, "I can teach you the technology of the Jinhejian Cotton Factory and allow you to buy the corresponding machines, but what will you give in exchange?"

Qin Xiong was overjoyed, and then he gritted his teeth and said, "But according to my lord's orders, I will do whatever I want."

Tong Ran glanced at the little tiger who was so comfortable and drowsy, and slandered: Even if you are willing to be a cow, my tiger doesn't like to eat it.

"First, the factory must be built in the territory of Dunan Road. I will hire workers from Dunan Road and pay the business tax of Dunan Road. Second, if other colleagues come to you to buy technology, tell them that the factory must be in Dunan Road. Said." Tong Ran said, although too many factories will cause pollution problems, but it is still very sparse at present, so it doesn't matter, and he will withdraw this regulation when there are more factories.

Qin Xiong heaved a sigh of relief, this is not too embarrassing, with the line of the governor, even if he changed places to build a factory in the unfamiliar Dunan Road, I believe no one would dare to embarrass him casually.

"Besides," Tong Ran added abruptly at this time, "Going to the construction site to do seven days' work, this governor's office is not something you can come to whenever you want."

This time it's just that Qin Xiong is alone, if any family has any difficulties in the future, he will come to the Yamen of the governor's mansion, how will he live?Necessary warnings still have to be given.

"Hey, yes, thank you sir, thank you sir." Qin Xiong was in a cold sweat, he didn't dare to refute half a sentence, he accepted the small punishment, and at the same time he was glad that he met a reasonable official, otherwise he would definitely be fed to the tiger.

After dealing with Qin Xiong, Tong Ran went back to the room and slept with the little tiger for a while. After getting up, he began to mix oil-based ink with linseed oil as the main raw material.

When Fu Xuan and Fan Heng arrived, Tong Ran had just mixed the ink and wrote a few words with a quill pen.

"This ink is good." Fu Xuan picked up the ink bottle and looked at it.

"Is this the oil-based ink you mentioned?" Fan Heng glanced at the little tiger sleeping on the soft cushion in the shade of the porch, and immediately said in a relaxed tone.

"Exactly, did you bring the movable type?" Tong Ran asked.

"Of course." Fu Xuan asked the servants behind him to take out the lead type he had made, as well as the corresponding typesetting frame and the slime in which the type was embedded.

He spread the ooze in the frame, and quickly and flexibly embedded the movable type one by one, just forming a page of reverse characters.Fu Xuan brushed on the oil-based ink and pressed the movable type board on the paper.

"Add some heavy objects to press it down," Tong Ran said.

Fu Xuan asked someone to move a stone of appropriate size and pressed it on the movable type board.

While directing, Fu Xuan said, "As long as you match the plates well, the process is not complicated."

He had never seen the movable type printing workshop in Zhuoyang Mansion. Before making movable type, he only learned what movable type printing was from Tong Ran. Now that he saw the printing process, he immediately had a new sketch in his mind.

"How to say?" Tong Ran continued, guiding Fu Xuan to continue talking.

"We can make a steam-powered printing... printing machine. In fact, we only need to press down and lift up. Well... it would be even better if it could turn pages." Fu Xuan said, thinking about the feasibility.

"If there is only pressing and lifting, it will be cheaper to do it manually." Fan Heng considered from the perspective of cost.

"It seems that turning the page is not possible yet," Fu Xuan said.

"It can be done manually. In addition to the convenience of applying weight, it can also ensure that the characters can be printed in the center of the paper, and a groove can be added." Tong Ran said.

Fu Xuan was thoughtful, and was a little frustrated that he could not make a fully automatic and efficient steam printing machine.

After pressing for half a stick of incense, Tong Ran signaled that it was ok, and Fu Xuan personally removed the stone on it and opened the printing plate.

A gust of wind blew around the paper, and the paper flew. Fu Xuan rushed forward and held it down. The whirlwind split into two streams, one stream poured into Fu Xuan's altar, while the other stream poured into Tong Ran's.

When he first made the clay movable type, Tong Ran almost couldn't survive the righteousness brought about by the movable type. If it wasn't for the help of that mysterious force, he would definitely explode on the spot.

And this time, the righteousness of the movable type is already a piece of cake for him, and there are only four years between them.

Speaking of which, that mysterious power hadn't appeared for a long time. If it wasn't for Tong Ran's memory aroused by the righteousness of the reform led by the movable type today, he would have completely forgotten it.

"Wow." The little tiger had just woken up, when it heard a loud cry of ecstasy, it opened one eye, and found Fu Xuan who was jumping and screaming excitedly.

Not promising.The little tiger yawned.

It didn't return to the palace just now, but really fell asleep.Although the body on both sides can often rest and does not need to sleep on purpose, the spirit will always be tired.It was also because of this that when Fu Xuan started to make a fuss, he woke it up.

"Wow wow!" the little tiger roared, trying to make Fu Xuan quiet down, but unfortunately, the little milk tiger's roar was so weak that Fu Xuan didn't even hear it.

The little tiger flicked his tail and ran to Tong Ran to scratch the corner of his robe.

Only then did Tong Ran realize that it had woken up, hugged it up, and shouted to Fu Xuan, "Be quiet, you're disturbing Zai Zai to sleep!"

When the immediate boss spoke, Fu Xuan immediately fell silent.

Fan Heng rubbed his forehead, Fu Xuan's bout of madness just now made his temples twitch.But this wasn't the most depressing thing, the most depressing thing was that Fu Xuan woke up the tiger.

He had to be careful again under the gaze of green eyes.

Fortunately, the little tiger didn't pay attention to him immediately, but acted coquettishly with Tong Ran, and asked for a large piece of jerky before obediently chewing it in Tong Ran's arms.

Fan Heng tried his best to avoid the little tiger who was happily chewing jerky, and reminded in a low voice: "Master Tong, this lead alloy movable type is good, but it must be used in large quantities to reduce the cost, and less than [-]% of Dacheng people can read. It is difficult."

The cost of this type of lead type is definitely higher than that of clay type. If it is to be fully used, the high cost will definitely make booksellers unbearable. In this way, although the technology is good, the practical value is almost zero.

Of course, if it can be used on a large scale, the movable lead type is durable and does not require artificial engraving. It can be cast with a well-made mold, and mass production is very fast.

Tong Ran nodded in agreement, rubbed the little tiger's hairy head, and said, "Zi Chang is right. I don't plan to use this technology for the time being. As for the problem of character recognition, if you think it's possible in Dunan Road or even Dacheng, How about promoting a large number of free schools run by the government?"

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