The best male concubine who traveled through time

"The owner of Lanyuexuan is probably burning too much money, so he opened a shop that doesn't sell anything in the busiest street." Someone laughed.

"Shh!"

A man in line immediately made a silent gesture, and replied in a low voice: "I heard that the owner of Lanyuexuan is extremely powerful. If the owner of Lanyuexuan heard what you said just now, you are probably dead. .”

As soon as Lan Yuexuan's owner was powerful, the passers-by who were talking about it immediately shut up. They looked around to make sure that no one else was paying attention to their words and deeds, and left in a hurry.

On the teahouse opposite Lanyuexuan, Luo Yunxiao, the head of the Luo family, was sitting by the window, drinking good tea while watching the situation of Lanyuexuan.

"Xiao Wu, what do you think Lanyuexuan wants to sell?" Luo Yunxiao asked the handsome and strong young man behind him.

"Master, from the subordinate's point of view, the subordinate thought that Lanyuexuan was trying to sell glass cups." Luo Wu replied respectfully.

Last night, several of his eyeliners heard information from the homes of several officials, saying that a cup called glass appeared at the celebration banquet.

So he guessed that Lanyuexuan wanted to sell glass cups.

"I just said that Lanyuexuan is the property of Emperor Shengde, and those idiots in the family still don't believe it."

Luo Yunxiao's expression became a little gloomy, and he faintly felt a sense of crisis.

If this glass is really similar to colored glaze, then their colored glaze industry will encounter a strong opponent.

After pondering for a long time, Luo Yunxiao said solemnly: "Xiao Wu, you also go and see, what is the glass of Lanyuexuan?"

"Here!"

Luo Wu responded respectfully, turned around and retreated.

Luo Wu lined up behind the crowd, looking at the queue like a long dragon, he was even more curious about what the glass looked like?

"Hey brother, are you also your master who asked you to buy cups?"

The man in front of Luo Wu was bored for a while, so he turned around and chatted with him.

"Ok!"

Luo Wu nodded, and asked curiously, "Are you too?"

"Isn't it? I don't know what kind of novelty this glass is, but it made us queue up early in the morning."

There was a hint of complaint in the man's tone.

"I heard from my young master that this glass is like the colored glaze. Although it is not as beautiful as the colored glaze, it is very practical." The person in front saw someone talking about the glass and replied.

When Luo Wuyi heard that the glass was not as good as the colored glaze, he was secretly delighted, at least the glass would not affect their colored glaze.

After everyone grows bored with the glass, then their Luo family's glass will become the object of pursuit of the nobles again.

He waited in line for a long time, and the line in front of him started to move when the sun was three poles high.

When the front team bought the glasses and came out, everyone looked at the translucent glasses and translucent dishes with novelty eyes.

Luo Wu looked at the translucent glass. Although it was translucent and beautiful, the craftsmanship was extremely simple, which was far from their glass.

He waited in line for an hour, and finally bought a glass with 100 taels of silver.

He walked out of Lanyuexuan, looked at the glass in his hand, and complained in his heart, a glass sold for 100 taels of silver, it was really black!

But he forgot that a piece of ordinary colored glaze from his Luo family would sell for several thousand taels of gold.

He took the glass and went back to the tea house opposite.

And Luo Yunxiao, who had been sitting by the window, had changed from tea to wine.

When Luo Yunxiao saw Luo Wu coming back, he quickly cast his eyes on the glass in Luo Wu's hand.

The style of the glass is very simple, but because it is translucent, it gives the glass a little class.

He took the glass from Luo Wu, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, "Yes, the color is translucent, which is novel. It's just..."

He shook his head with regret, "It's just that the craftsmanship is simple and it's extremely easy to imitate. So this glass can only be sold at a high price during this period."

"The Huangyu Dynasty should be able to produce this thing!" Luo Wu replied with a respectful expression.

"That's natural."

Speaking of the Huangyu Dynasty, Luo Yunxiao looked proud.

After seeing Lan Yuexuan's glass, the sense of crisis in Luo Yunxiao's heart quickly disappeared.

Unexpectedly, in the afternoon, Lanyuexuan launched another high-grade baijiu, which attracted all wine lovers to flock to it.

Especially after Luo Yunxiao drank the drunk lovesickness from Lanyuexuan's family, he could no longer drink the good wine he had hoarded at home.

It was the first time for him to drink such a strong spirit in such a big age, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what did I drink before?

Afraid that a can of wine would not be enough for him to drink, he hurriedly asked Luo Wu to buy some more Zui Acacia wine.

And Luo Wu, who went to buy wine, received new news. He hurried back and said to Luo Yunxiao who was intoxicated by the wine: "Master, Lanyuexuan has released news that tomorrow Lanyuexuan will hold an auction. It's an auction goblet."

"Auction? What is that?" Luo Yunxiao had never heard the word auction.

Luo Wu bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Master, everyone can bid, and whoever bids the highest price will get the goblet."

"Emperor Shengde really knows how to play."

Luo Yunxiao admired it, why didn't he think of such a good idea before?

If their colored glazes were also held at an auction, they would definitely sell for more money. Whoops, I feel like I lost tens of thousands of taels of gold invisibly.

Suddenly, his expression froze, a sense of crisis came over him instantly, and he hurriedly asked, "Xiao Wu, did Emperor Shengde meet some extraterrestrial expert?"

Otherwise, why is Jun Yi so prominent during this time?

When the earthquake happened some time ago, he was planning to encourage the people to revolt and cause some troubles for the Holy Dynasty. Who knew that Jun Yidao kidnapped them and half-coerced them to give alms, so that all the people affected by the disaster would appreciate Jun Yi's sageness.

After finally seeing the lightning strike the palace, he encouraged the people in the Holy City to say that Jun Yi was not the chosen one and was not worthy of being the emperor, and he even encouraged Jun Ao to rebel.

Before the trouble was over, Jun Yi immediately took out the glass, the acacia wine, and the goblet, which made him feel a sense of crisis.

If Qi Junyi is allowed to develop, then their Luo family will be suppressed without any breathing space.

It seems that they have to speed up the pace.

He said with a straight face: "Xiao Wu, it's just the season for planting golden silk hemp. You released the news that our Luo family is going to open a cloth shop and needs a lot of golden silk hemp."

"Here!" Luo Wu took the order, turned and left.

The next day, Ye Yang, who was afraid of Xuechen's repentance and wanted to kill him, hurried back to the Ministry of Industry and directed the workers in the paper making room to start making paper.

Ye Yang had already prepared the tools for making paper, especially the paper-making bamboo curtain, which was as thin as a cicada's wing, which made Ye Yang sigh that there are so many strange talents in the Ministry of Industry.

Isn't he talking nonsense, how can someone with no skills enter the state-owned Ministry of Industry?

Of course, there are also a small number of people in the Ministry of Industry through the back door, but most of them come in by virtue of their strength. After all, people with real power and power would rather enter several other departments than enter this unknown The Ministry of Industry with low status allowances.

All the people in the papermaking room put down their work at this moment, and came to Ye Yang's side, watching Ye Yang's every move.

Especially the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, who is staring at Ye Yang with all his attention at this moment, he wants to see, what kind of thing Ye Yang is going to build after so much trouble?

Although he often heard Ye Yang say that this paper is similar to gold silk cloth, but he still couldn't believe it, how could these worthless tree bark be compared with the incomparably precious gold silk cloth?

"Everyone, this step is called papermaking. The thickness of the paper must be uniform to make the paper smooth and flat."

Ye Yang was making paper while explaining.

Since it was also his first experiment, the paper he copied was no surprise, it was all uneven, as ugly as it could be.

Especially after drying, Ye Yang looked at the dull and rough paper, wishing to tear it up and make it again.

Just this piece of paper, he would hate it even if it was brought to the toilet.

Compared with his disgusted face, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry blushed with excitement, especially Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry took a brush and "scrubbed" the volume of bamboo slips on the paper, leaving a little blank. Excited incoherently.

"Mr. Concubine Ye, you are too smart! This paper is really easy to use. You only need such a thin piece of paper to record a bamboo slip."

The Minister of the Ministry of Industry thought of using paper to record historical records, which would definitely free up a lot of space in the historical records library.

"Also, moreover, it is easier to write on paper than on bamboo slips, and the characters look better than on bamboo slips." Minister of the Ministry of Industry looked at his own handwriting so beautifully, and was quite intoxicated.

"Writing on a piece of narrow and hard bamboo slips, the stroke is limited by the space and texture of the writing material and cannot be fully displayed. But with a smooth and flexible large sheet of paper that absorbs ink, the situation has changed."

Ye Yang paused for a moment, then continued: "Paper is one of the great inventions of mankind. It can not only promote the rapid increase of books and documents and the spread of science and culture, but also promote the development of calligraphy art."

The other craftsmen also gathered around, looking at a thin piece of paper and recording the content of a bamboo slip, all staring at the piece of paper excitedly.

"Everyone try it!"

Ye Yang handed them the remaining few sheets of paper.

"Can we try?" A craftsman carefully confirmed that he was afraid that he had heard it wrong.

After all, they dare not expect such a useful thing.

"This thing is worthless!" Ye Yang didn't care at all, as long as they are proficient in making it in the future, they will have as much paper as they want.

Everyone was right after thinking about it. They were all made of free things, so they shouldn't be worth much, so they took the paper from Ye Yang's hand, picked up a brush and painted on the paper.

In particular, there was a craftsman who was a good painter, and he painted a landscape painting in a short time, which surprised everyone to gather around to watch it curiously.

"Tsk tsk, Lao Li, isn't your drawing too beautiful?" Someone couldn't help but praise.

It was the first time for the middle-aged man called Lao Li to be praised in public. His honest and honest face showed a trace of embarrassment. He scratched his head and replied with a silly smile: "I like to scribble on the ground when I am free."