The little sweetheart dressed as the ghost king

After Xiji said this, Mr. Pei naturally did not dare to neglect. On the second day, he found all the people he needed, and brought them to Xiji respectfully.

"My lord, all the craftsmen who meet your requirements are here." Mr. Pei led a group of carefully selected people, and said respectfully to Xiji in front.

Xiji's eyes swept over Mr. Pei and the group of people behind him, seeing that they all looked weather-beaten, she nodded slightly, and then nodded to Lu Yin and the others standing behind him. Fan, Lu Yin and the others understood, and took a step forward with the things in their hands.

Their behavior naturally attracted the attention of those people. Xiji looked at their curious eyes, cleared his throat, and then said the words he had prepared a long time ago,

"I know that you are craftsmen of the Ministry of Industry and belong to the Night King; I also know that your power of life and death is in the hands of the Night King, and you dare not betray easily. But what I am going to do now cannot be done in the short term. To be publicized. So I need a group of people who are absolutely loyal and will not betray me."

His words were like a drop of water dripping from the frying pan, which suddenly exploded the emotions of the people in front of him.Although they didn't speak, the atmosphere in the air began to become a little weird.

Seeing their apprehensive expressions, Xiji felt that the time was almost up, so he coughed and continued:

"Now, I will give you a chance to choose. If you want to follow me, you can sign this book of life and death. In the future, your credit will be recorded in the book, and you will be rewarded for your merits with profit. Just by signing this thing, it shows that You have accepted the condition that if the secret is revealed, you will sacrifice your life to make atonement.

But I'm not that unreasonable villain.You have the right to choose, if you don't want to sign this thing, just leave, I will definitely not make things difficult for you. "

As soon as his words came out, people panicked, with a bit of panic on their faces. They thought they were here to work, but they didn't expect to go through such a thing.

Xiji silently watched them struggle. He knew that if paper was invented, the things that could be changed in the future could be said to be infinite.Therefore, he must hold this technology firmly in his hands in a short time.And this seemingly deterrent contract is the best guarantee.

In fact, as a modern person, he was not sure if someone really leaked what he was going to do, would he punish him as he said.Signing this is just to deter these people, let them wear an invisible shackle, and dare not say anything easily.

Thinking this way, Xiji also felt that the conditions he proposed were too harsh, and even felt that not many people would agree.However, what Xiji did not expect was that after a short period of panic, those people took a look at Xiji standing above, picked up the contract that Lu Yin and the others handed to them, and signed their names.The 12 people who came, including Mr. Pei, all signed neatly, without exception.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xiji was very surprised, and even couldn't help but say, "In fact, it's okay if you don't sign, at most, you just can't participate in this project."

They hadn't heard the word 'project', but they could guess what it meant.It's just that no one spoke. In the end, Mr. Pei looked at Xiji. He was too surprised to see him, so he stood up and looked at him, and said respectfully: "My lord, we are all from the Night King. Sign the book." It doesn't make any difference whether you don't or not. The young master thinks what to do to make him feel at ease, so we will see how to do it with the young master."

Seeing the twelve people below, all staring at her seriously, Xiji didn't know what to say for a while, feeling a little panicked and emotional, finally sighed, and said slowly : "If that's the case, then so be it. Since you all decided to follow me, I will naturally not treat you badly."

Siji can say such big words, but also out of confidence in the future of paper.

Seeing their sincerity, Xiji didn't say anything else, and told Mr. Pei one by one about the crafts required for papermaking and how to arrange the venue utensils.

After Mr. Pei listened to Xiji's description, as a rare intellectual in this era, he naturally knew the value of paper. He looked at Xiji with a bit of admiration in his eyes, "Young master is really the Ziwei star from the sky. World."

Xiji blushed a little from his praise, resisted the idea of ​​being proud, and tried to make a calm expression, "Master Pei, you are welcome, I only occasionally learned about its production process, as for how to do it , or rely on Mr. Pei to lead everyone to explore more."

Mr. Pei stared at his pretty face with complicated eyes, and finally bowed deeply to him, "This subordinate will definitely do his best to live up to your trust."

Soon, the Ministry of Industry took the group of people who had signed the certificate of life and death, and according to Xiji's method, the factory building was built, the materials were found, and they started working in full swing.

Xiji only knew the general steps and nothing else, so after instructing them how to build the factory and how to do the follow-up process, there was nothing to do.

To Xiji's surprise, although these craftsmen have never made this kind of thing, they are willing to devote themselves to researching it. The craft of papermaking has gradually taken shape from the beginning of rice milk. In a very short period of time, some slightly rough paper was made.

When the first piece of paper was made, someone over there sent someone to notify Xiji immediately.

Hearing this, Xiji immediately dropped the baked sweet potato that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, put on his clothes and walked towards the door.Lu Yin behind him, looking at the hurrying son and the cloak that he dropped, chased him with his hands, and shouted while chasing: "Young master, wait for me, it's been cold recently, you can't freeze anymore! "

……

In the workshop, Mr. Pei had been waiting at the door early, and when he saw Xiji approaching, he immediately greeted him, with a somewhat ashamed expression on his face.

Xiji, who was eager to read the paper, didn't notice the uncomfortable expression on Mr. Pei's face. Instead, he looked at him and asked anxiously: "Mr. Pei, where is the finished paper you said?"

Hearing Xiji's question, Master Pei's face became more and more ashamed, but he still waved to the people under him.Then I saw a young man holding a tray, on which there was a stack of things that looked very familiar.

Seeing that thing, Xiji immediately became excited, "This is?"

Mr. Pei looked at Xiji's expression, and mistakenly thought that he was disappointed with them because they made something wrong, so he lowered his head involuntarily, and said shamefully: "I am ashamed, I have studied it for many days. , I don’t know if it’s because of the configuration or the craftsmanship of the craftsman. At present, only this kind of paper can be made. We have tried it. No matter whether this paper is made of charcoal or other things, as long as it is filled with water, it is very easy to pass through. write."

Hearing Mr. Pei's words, Xiji naturally heard the shame in his words, looked at the few pieces of old toilet paper, and quickly turned his head to comfort him: "My lord is serious, since it has been made If you have this kind of paper, it will be easier to do other things. As long as you take time, you will be able to make paper for people to write on."

After all, he looked at the paper eagerly, and said to Mr. Pei: "As for the paper you are making now, Mr. Pei, it is also very useful. If possible, I want to take it back."

Originally Mr. Pei was already annoyed by making such a soft paper, but now seeing that the joy on Xiji’s face did not seem to be fake, he immediately became happy, looked at him and said with a smile: "If you want it, my lord, we There are still a lot here, young master, just take them all."

Hearing this, Xiji was even more delighted, and he was not polite at the moment, and asked to go back directly.He also thought happily that he would not have to worry so much about going to the toilet in the future, after all, he is the one who owns the toilet paper now!

Although he didn't get the paper he wanted, Xiji was very happy to get the unexpected joy of toilet paper. He took all the things back happily, and even ordered Lu Yin to give rewards to everyone in the workshop. In order to let them make persistent efforts.

Those people just responded omnisciently, and invited Xiji back respectfully.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiji still couldn't help being happy. The greenery beside her was a little strange. She had been following Xiji all the time, so she naturally knew what he was holding. Because of this, she was very happy. I don't understand, that's obviously not what the young master needs, why is the young master so happy?Thinking of this, Lu Yin naturally asked the question.

Hearing her question, Xiji smiled at her, then patted the paper beside her hand, and said mysteriously, "Of course this thing is very useful, so I'm so happy!" Xiji thought, As a person who has long been accustomed to the way of life here, he cannot understand the needs of such a modern person as toilet paper.

Hearing what Xiji said, Lu Yin's eyes became more and more suspicious, but after seeing Xiji finished speaking, she had no intention of explaining at all, so she obediently closed her mouth.Since the young master said so, then what the young master said was right.

……

In the next few days, because Xiji gave so much money when he went that day, Mr. Pei and his subordinates worked harder and harder.After half a month of trial and error, real paper was made.

As soon as the paper was made, Lord Pei notified Xiji, and the Night King also knew about it at the same time.It's just that unlike Xiji who needs to see it in person, the Night King has the real thing one step earlier.

Mr. Guo took a piece of white and slightly flawed paper and put it in front of the King of the Night, and then took a piece of charcoal wrapped in exquisite cloth, put it in his hand, and said respectfully: "My lord, this is the one made by Mr. Xi." The things that came out, as well as this charcoal, were also specially ordered to test whether this thing can be used."

Hearing his words, the Night King nodded, then picked up the charcoal and started writing on the paper.

It's just that I used a carving knife in the past, but this time I wrote it directly, and the strength I used was difficult to grasp, and the charcoal was broken accidentally.

But even so, what the Night King wrote could still be seen on the paper.

Seeing this, Mr. Guo hurried forward to clean it up, and casually exchanged another charcoal pencil for the Night King.

The Night King waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it, then put the charcoal pencil aside, picked up the paper and shook off the residual charcoal dust on it, looked at the clear text on it, and said lightly: "Whatever he wants to do, let him Do what, and don't ask about the rest."