Song Dynasty Official Publishing House

The two did what they said, Bi Sheng took someone to find the glue, Song Cheng asked someone to find thin paper to write on, when the accountant brought the paper over, Song Cheng's eyes twitched, and saw that the paper was almost transparent.He spread the paper on the table and wrote carefully, for fear that if any stroke was written wrong or broken, it would be too ugly to print.

Song Cheng wrote the most old-fashioned "Analects of Confucius", and the engraver standing next to him smiled and said: "Mr. Xiao, write the words a little bit wider, and the pen is heavier, so that it will be easier to engrave."

Song Cheng responded and discarded the piece of paper. His handwriting was clear and handsome, and it seemed that it was not suitable. Song Cheng thought about Qi Yue's handwriting and tried to imitate it. The engraver smiled and said: " Very well, write it like this."

Song Cheng was relieved when he heard the words, he wrote carefully, but remembered the boy who sat beside him writing all these years, Song Cheng lost his mind and almost wrote the wrong word.Song Cheng suddenly thought that he and Bi Sheng were doing movable type printing now, and if they made mistakes, they would make mistakes. Anyway, they were engraved one by one.

When Bi Sheng came back with the clay, Song Cheng had already written a large block of characters, Bi Sheng leaned over to take a look and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Cheng to be so handsome, and the characters written so sharply. "

"This is a friend's handwriting, I imitated it." Song Cheng said with a smile, "The first one that was badly written is my handwriting." He said and handed the first page he wrote to Bi Sheng, and Bi Sheng He looked at it and said, "That's right, the writing is like a person."

Song Cheng put the paper aside with a smile, and watched Bi Sheng and a few workers fiddle with the clay, but he couldn't help it. When Bi Sheng finished fiddling, a carver immediately took over the completely cut clay. One took out a carving knife and carved it.

At the beginning, because the clay is a new material, I missed a few times. In the end, I succeeded, and it was faster than wood, and it was all carved out in a short time.

Bi Sheng and several workers found a piece of iron sheet, put the small clay blocks carved out on the iron sheet one by one, lit a fire next to the water tank in front of the yard, and put the iron sheet on it.

Bi Sheng kept an eye on the temperature on the iron sheet, watching not to burn the clay. By the time these small pieces were baked, it was already dark, and even Mu Er came to check.

"Cheng, why haven't you gone back yet?" Mu Er entered the door and asked. When he entered, a group of people were trying to print with a newly made small block. Bi Sheng raised his hand slightly, and saw a clear "zi" on the printing paper , the bystanders immediately screamed with joy, Song Cheng followed them and laughed into a pile, in a trance, he heard Mu Er calling himself, and when he looked up, it was really Mu Er who had come.

"Second Brother Mu, come over and take a look, we've finished writing." Song Cheng waved to Mu Er.Song Cheng beckoned, and the workers next to him also noticed that the boss was coming, and immediately called to Mu Er: "My boss, come and take a look."

Bi Sheng looked at the small letters in his hands and felt that his hands were trembling, and he said excitedly to Mu Er: "Boss, this idea is done."

Mu Er stepped forward a few steps and took the small letter from Bi Sheng's hand. He turned it over and took a look, and then printed it on the paper next to it, which was like a seal. He laughed and said, "Well done, This idea is done, and I will reward each of you with two months' wages!"

"Okay!" All the workers on the side laughed happily, and Song Cheng smiled especially when standing beside them.

Song Cheng quoted or pointed out the subsequent work according to the meaning recorded in the book, and soon these people created the first movable type printing template.

Bi Sheng looked at the engravings embedded together again and again, and was really happy.When the first batch of Analects of Confucius was printed, Song Cheng and Bi Sheng put the template back on the iron plate, and then baked it until it softened and melted, and then took out the small blocks inside one by one. The cleaning was put into a wooden cabinet with many small drawers that had been prepared.

When the first batch of small prints were just finished, Song Cheng was thinking about how to arrange them, so he thought of the cabinets for Chinese medicinal materials, and asked Bi Sheng to order one at the accountant's office.Song Cheng arranged these words in order according to the 26 letters, and put them in different drawers, so that they can be taken out when needed.

By the time Song Cheng finished his work, it was already July.Originally, these brothers were going to get together to talk, but they didn't expect that Song Cheng and Mu Er were busy experimenting with the new movable type printing these days, so they didn't have time to talk to them.

On this day, Mu Er invited Shang Yi, Jia Wei, and Huang Qijun, together with Song Cheng and Cui Pingzhi, to host a banquet in the Lianhua Building at home. Make another profit before closing.

These days, as long as Song Cheng is in Mu's residence, Mu Heyan will follow him. Even if Song Cheng doesn't tell him a story, he doesn't want to leave. Song Cheng is used to it after being followed by him for two days. He Yan is also sensible, never speaks, just lying on the side quietly, once Song Cheng puts down the book in his hand, Mu He Yan will wrap Song Cheng tightly like a hungry wolf.

Song Cheng was reading this miscellaneous note today, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw something interesting. Mu Heyan squatted aside and saw Song Cheng smiled, and immediately grabbed Song Cheng's arm and asked, "Brother Song, what are you laughing at? Tell me too."

Song Cheng put down his book, grabbed Mu Heyan aside and let him sit down, "Tell me, what do you want to hear?"

"Brother Song, what were you laughing at just now?"

Song Cheng rubbed his little face with a smile and said, "I won't tell you." Mu Heyan struggled to escape from Song Cheng's poisonous palm, and before he had time to pester Song Cheng to ask, a servant came to call Song Cheng. Cheng went to the banquet, Song Cheng turned around and lowered his head and asked, "Heyan, are you going?"

"Go! I know where it is, and I'll take you there." Mu Heyan's chubby hand grabbed Song Chengcheng's hand and led Song Cheng outside.Song Cheng closely followed Mu Heyan's running legs and started to walk quickly. When they reached the Lianhua Building, they were already sweating.

"Brother Shang, Brother Jia, Brother Huang." Song Cheng greeted them one by one, then smiled at Cui Pingzhi who was sitting beside him, "Brother Cui." Cui Pingzhi nodded his head.

"Hey, you and Mu Er are too busy to come out to play with us these days. I'm almost suffocating at home these few days, but I figured it out. You have to make it up to me." Shang Yi came up Just smiled and said, Jia Wei and Huang Qijun next to him also said repeatedly: "Exactly."

Mu Er smiled and said, "Today is delicious, how about going to watch the tide with you tomorrow?"

"What's so interesting about the tide right now, it won't be interesting until after the Mid-Autumn Festival, right Qijun?" Shang Yi retorted.

"Although this is the case, we still have a business trip to Bianjing this year. If we don't go now, we can't go back along the waterway. It will take a lot of trouble to go by land, and even the boat has to stay in Bianjing." Huang Huang Qijun said.

Shang Yi sighed, and said to Song Cheng with regret: "Going to watch the tide at this time is just an ordinary tide. When I drive the boat market to Bianjing, when Cheng wants to go south, he will follow When the boats come together, they can reach Hangzhou directly in less than a month."

Song Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Okay! Then thank you, Brother Shang."

Shang Yi waved his hand and smiled, "What are you being so polite for?"

While a few people were talking, the servants had already ordered the banquet dishes and refreshments and brought them up one by one, and the few people began to exchange cups and eat. Only Song Cheng really didn't drink enough and replaced the wine with tea.

Mu Heyan sat obediently beside Song Cheng, Shang Yi stretched out his hand and rubbed Mu Heyan's head and smiled at Mu Er, "How does this son look like Cheng's, sitting so obediently next to Cheng."

Mu Er also sighed with a smile: "Cheng's teaching is good, I can't take care of it, my child is so used to my mother and daughter-in-law that it's like going to heaven, I didn't expect to be so obedient when I come to Cheng, it's really rare." He shook his head helplessly.

"Haha." Shang Yi, Jia Wei, and Huang Qijun laughed together.Song Cheng was embarrassed by their laughter, but Mu Heyan sat next to Song Cheng again after hearing the words, and couldn't even get down on Song Cheng's body.

The few people ate and drank until evening, and then agreed to leave for Bianjing on July [-]. Song Cheng calculated that there were still nearly ten days left, and he could still take a good look at Hangzhou.But in a few days, it will be the mid-July Ghost Festival when ancestors will be sacrificed, but he and Cui Pingzhi are still in Hangzhou, and there is not even a person burning paper on Mr. Cui's grave.

When the crowd dispersed and Cui Pingzhi and Song Cheng went to the guest room, Song Cheng said it. Cui Pingzhi rubbed Song Cheng's head and said, "It's the same if we burn it here for him. Wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival." Say a few words to the old man when you go back."

Song Cheng nodded and said, "Okay."

Cui Pingzhi smiled and said, "Father will be very pleased to see you now."

Song Cheng raised his head and smiled, and he suddenly asked: "Brother Cui, are you getting married too? You're already 25 this year, and even my brother is already married."

Cui Pingzhi scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "My family is poor, no girl is willing to marry me."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "What's so rare about this? Didn't the eldest brother give you 1000 taels of silver? We didn't need to eat and drink all the way. When we go back, we will marry you in places other than the renovation of the library. When the time comes, we will marry you." I'll buy you a yard near the library, and find a matchmaker on the street to find a wife for you." Song Cheng thought carefully, and it seemed that the feasibility was still very high.

Cui Pingzhi laughed out loud when he saw Song Cheng's appearance.

"What are you laughing at, I'm serious." Song Cheng got a little anxious, Cui Pingzhi hurriedly nodded and said, "Sure, ok, I'll do as you said."

Song Cheng nodded.

The Zhongyuan arrived in a blink of an eye, and the businessman's business was even more grand. The Mu family prepared for seven or eight days, and set up a big place in the yard.

Song Cheng and Cui Pingzhi were also taken care of by Mu Er, and they found a place facing north outside the mansion to set up a good place, and burned some paper money for Mr. Cui.Cui Pingzhi told Mr. Cui all the things along the way.

Song Cheng opened another place alone, burned some paper money for Yu Ci, made a few jokes, and said that he is now in Hangzhou, the scenery is very good, he saw what Bianjing didn't have, and ate what Bianjing didn't have , All turned into a sigh at the end.

Song Cheng watched the valuables in front of him turn into black ashes one by one, and the flames were gradually extinguished. He thought, it's time to go back.