Qin asked

"Young master, everyone has brought them."

Mo Dou put down the bamboo slips in his hand and looked up, and saw that Uncle Niu had already led five people to kneel in front of him. Originally, Uncle Niu's kneeling would put Mo Dou under a lot of pressure, but now that five more people were added, Mo Dou felt his scalp They're all starting to tingle.

Mo Dou hurriedly said: "Get up."

When they all got up, Mo Dou breathed a sigh of relief, and began to look carefully at the person he had just bought.

After the five people took care of themselves, although they still looked like African refugees, they could still see some human appearances. Perhaps it was Mo Dou who gave them hope, and there was vitality in their eyes, and they were no longer like a pool of stagnant water. .

They seemed to be only ten years old, not much older than himself, but Mo Dou knew that this was just a phenomenon caused by malnutrition, and the real age must be older than he thought.

"How old are you all?"

The people below didn't speak, just stood there stupidly, which made Mo Dou a little embarrassed, so Mo Dou could only ask again: "How old are you?"

Mo Dou swears that he has never been so gentle in his life, if everyone talks to him again, he will really be unable to step down.

But still silent...

When Mo Dou almost gave up and wanted to ask Uncle Niu directly, finally someone in the middle spoke.

"fourteen……"

Mo Dou burst into tears, it was really not easy, and after the No.1 person spoke, the remaining four seemed to finally turn on the switch to speak.

"Fifteen." "Thirteen." "Fourteen." "Thirteen."

There was a lot of buzzing underneath, but Mo Dou at least knew the approximate age. Although Mo Dou was mentally prepared, he still couldn't believe it. Teenagers were the golden period of growth, but they looked as if they hadn't developed. Not much higher, which gave Mo Dou a sense of guilt for abducting people.

Mo Dou let out a breath, and pointed to the first person who seemed to speak more cleverly: "You stay here for now, Uncle Niu, you take the rest down first."

"promise."

Soon, only Mo Dou and the bewildered boy were left in the lobby of the house.

Mo Dou got up and walked down to his seat, pointing to the seat: "Sit."

The boy sat down tremblingly, when Mo Dou was sitting in front of him, he even saw the child's legs shaking all the time, the corners of Mo Dou's mouth twitched, is he that scary?

So Mo Dou decided to be silent for a while, let the child in front of him relax, and felt that the child in front was not so scared, so Mo Dou asked, "What's your name?"

The child looked up at Mo Dou, then quickly lowered his head: "Little San."

He should be the third child in the family, so he took this name, but Mo Dou still feels a little bit pained when he hears this name.

For a modern person, mistress or something...

So even though it might offend the kid, Mo Dou still plans to change his name: "Then how about you call me Umbrella from now on?"

After finishing speaking, Mo Dou regretted it, he was so good, why did he change his name just because he didn't feel comfortable listening to it?But unexpectedly, the child showed no resistance, and agreed with a nod, which made Mo Dou feel a lot better.

Mo Dou continued to ask: "Do you know the other four people?"

Shan nodded: "I know... I know, they are all from the same village..."

"That's good," Mo Dou nodded, it would be much more convenient, "Do you want to learn calligraphy?"

Umbrella suddenly raised its head, literate?

These days, only nobles are qualified to learn calligraphy.

Mo Dou was a little confused. Could it be that he didn't want to, so he could only ask tentatively: "I'll teach you how to read and write tonight, how about you teach the other four people?"

Shan bit her lip, determined to agree: "Okay."

Mo Dou nodded, this is fine: "Very good, you go down first, after you learn how to write, I will teach you to do other things."

After being confirmed, Umbrella imitated Uncle Niu's posture excitedly: "No."

He wanted to tell his companions the news quickly.

Mo Dou watched the umbrella walk out reservedly, and then quickly lay down on the ground without any image.

I have been sitting for a long time, my legs are so numb... I have to teach my children again... My heart is also tired and hopeless...

.. ......

In ancient times, first-class silkworm cocoons were generally used for weaving silk, while the remaining evil cocoons and diseased cocoons were made of silk floss by the method of flocculation.After the wadding is finished, there will be some residual wadding left on the strip mat.When the number of wadding is increased, the residual wadding on the bamboo mat will accumulate into a layer of fiber sheets, which can be peeled off after drying and can be used for writing.There are not many by-products of this kind of floating flocculation, and it is called hexa or square flocculation in ancient books.

It can be said that this is the most primitive papermaking technology.

In the 105th year of Yuanxing in the Eastern Han Dynasty, Cai Lun improved papermaking.He used raw materials such as bark, hemp, cloth, and fishnets, and processed them through processes such as frustrating, pounding, copying, and baking. This kind of paper greatly reduced the cost and greatly improved the quality of the paper. It was called Caihou. Paper. (Note 1)

The above are all summed up by Mo Dou from Baidu, and what Mo Dou has to do now is to restore Caihou paper.

In the early morning, I took five children to make paper together, accompanied Ying Zheng in the morning and afternoon, and taught umbrellas to read and write in the evening.

The days went by like this.

The sackcloth and bark are all over the ground, and the next step is to fry. For this, Mo Dou donated his only iron pot, and he will fall into the situation of drinking porridge every day...

"What is Dou doing?"

At the moment, the ink fountain is recording various data on the bamboo slips. He has divided the raw materials into several groups. The roasting time and the amount of water mixed in each group are different. The ink fountain must make the most sophisticated formula.

China has always paid attention to experience and practice makes perfect. It is true that many miracles can be created in this way, but at the same time, it has lost the spirit of scientific research and seeking knowledge.

Mo Dou felt that since they were all labeled as the Mohists, they would simply go all the way to the dark. Because of their own ideals and beliefs of "both love and non-aggression", the Mohists gradually disappeared in the turbulent Warring States Period. It is located in a remote place, and no one from the Mo family will come to the door for the time being.

He simply took advantage of this time to add the experimental methods of later generations to the theory of Mohism.

But the premise is that the ink fountain must have enough reputation and status to promote this practice, and it must always invent utensils in this way.

Therefore, even if Mo Dou knows various recipes, he has to try them out step by step, just like Edison experimenting with light bulbs.

However, the current question that Mo Dou has to face is, why did Ying Zheng appear with him?