Chapter 41 Mo Ningshuang’s inner feelings!

Even though the distance was still far, at least five hundred meters away, the neatly arranged rows of curved plows suddenly caught Mo Ningshuang's eyes.

She no longer cared about her image as a lady, she gently lifted her skirt and ran quickly towards the plows.

As soon as she touched the first real object, she started pushing it with her own hands, pushing forward, pulling backward, lifting up, sinking, turning... Every time she tried something, her expression became more and more surprised.

Even a woman like her who doesn't have much strength can easily control this plow.

The curved plow before him was so sophisticated that it even surpassed Ying Heng's previous description.

She looked up at the rows of completed curved plows and made a rough estimate of their number.

Thousands of pieces!
This number shocked her heart, and she felt a strong sense of admiration for Ying Heng.

"Is this curved plow practical for tilling the land?"

Ying Heng walked up and asked with a smile.

Ningshuang nodded repeatedly, her little head busy as if pounding garlic, and her eyes sparkled with joy as she looked at Yingheng.

"It just so happens that I have set up a papermaking workshop nearby. Today I am going to teach them how to do it. Would you like to go with me to take a look?"

Ningshuang nodded vigorously again, her eyes filled with uncontrollable anticipation and excitement.

At this moment, she put aside all the heavy responsibilities regarding being the successor of the Mohist school.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the days when she was a naive little girl full of endless curiosity about the art of ink, that is Mo Ningshuang.

The blue-clothed and purple-clothed people following behind could no longer hold back and exchanged glances several times, communicating in their hearts:

"Young Master, this trick is truly unfathomable..."

"The young master is indeed very smart. I'm afraid this girl from the Mo family will not be able to escape from his grasp."

"You are really generous, young master. You only gave some salt and ice to the great general Wang Ben."

"Now, in order to win the favor of this little girl, he even told her all his secrets."

"But this trick really worked. Look at the expression on the face of the little girl from the Mo family. She has obviously been completely convinced by you~!"

"That's great. With her here, I can feel more at ease. Someone will take over the job of warming the young master's bed~!"

After leaving the curved plow production site, they turned to the side path.

As they walked, Mo Ningshuang couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, you made so many curved plows. Are you going to sell them? How much do you plan to charge for each one?"

Ying Heng shook his head and replied, "I have other uses for these plows, so I can't supply them to the people on a large scale for the time being."

"but……"

"I have ordered large-scale production, and it is expected to be distributed to the people in half a year."

"I believe that by then, the people's grain harvest will be significantly improved."

“Free distribution?”

Mo Ningshuang's eyes flashed with admiration again.

"Your virtue is comparable to that of a saint!"

In Mo Ningshuang's eyes, Ying Heng's image at this moment is extremely noble and great. He is not only talented and innovative, but also has a compassionate heart.

Coupled with his handsome appearance, he is perfect in every aspect~! The little fangirl followed Ying Heng lightly into the newly opened papermaking area. Lu Ban and a group of craftsmen were waiting here, which was arranged in advance by Ying Heng.

Now that all the bamboo materials are ready, it is time for papermaking to come into play.

According to Ying Heng's instructions, the necessary facilities such as the water tank and lime pool have been arranged. In the eyes of the three beauties Mo Ningshuang, Qingyi and Ziyi, full of curiosity,
Ying Heng gave instructions one by one: "First, soak the bamboo with limestone, then clean the bamboo thoroughly and grind it into pulp, then put it into the water tank to initially form the pulp."

"Then the water in the pulp is squeezed out to get the primary loose paper."

At this moment, the prototype of paper has appeared.

But this is just the beginning. It still needs to go through a series of processes such as rubbing the paper and drying it in the sun before it can become a real piece of paper.

Normally, the entire process from felling bamboo to making paper products may take hundreds of days or even nearly a year.

The process of soaking the bamboo in limestone liquid alone often takes two to three months.

Here, due to some special needs, the bamboo papermaking method provided by the system has accelerated the process, and the entire production process can be completed in just two or three months.

However, during the first day of experimental papermaking, Ying Heng relied on his "mysterious" Qi power to greatly accelerate the entire process.

So, just two hours later, he held in his hand the first piece of "paper" he made by himself.

Although the edges are still a little rough, and the texture of the paper is still thick,
But, it is indeed a piece of paper.

It is a historic and innovative work made from low-cost bamboo, which can easily carry and preserve writing for a long time.

During this whole process, not only Master Lu Ban and the craftsmen who were watching and learning were amazed,

Mo Ningshuang, who devoted herself to the whole process and practiced it personally, was shocked at first, then looked unbelievable, and finally saw the paper finally take shape with her own eyes. She was filled with endless shock in her heart.

Not only did she witness this scene, she also participated in it personally.

Compared with the Mohist mechanical technique, this papermaking technique is more exquisite, and its value lies in the extraordinary meaning it carries!
Although Mo Ningshuang has not yet fully understood the purpose of this seemingly ordinary paper, she firmly believes that this is definitely a great invention that will subvert the times.

After Ying Heng fully demonstrated the papermaking process and taught it to Lu Ban and a group of craftsmen, he returned to his manor with the Mohist girl and two maids who were still in a confused state.

After being busy the whole afternoon, I feel thirsty and tired.

Back at the villa, they sat on rattan chairs by the lake, and Ying Heng asked Zi Yi to prepare iced plum soup.

Mo Ningshuang, who was curious about ice making in summer, followed Zi Yi to see what was going on, with Ying Heng's consent.

Zi Yi skillfully used saltpeter to make ice, and then dropped the ice cubes into a large barrel of plum soup.

A quarter of an hour later, the four of them sat around the table, tasting the cold plum soup and enjoying a moment of rest.

Mo Ningshuang held up her bowl of ice-cold plum soup and took a sip. A cool feeling instantly flowed from her mouth to her heart. The fatigue accumulated during the day seemed to dissipate in an instant.

At this moment, she stared at the ice at the bottom of the bowl that had not yet melted, and still couldn't believe this magical day.

In the early morning, he was immersed in studying the world of Mohist magic, but a lecher with wild words suddenly broke into his mansion.

The other party even threatened to put an end to the Qin laws in a short period of time, and even coveted their own talents.

Although I was angry, I had to admit that this man had a handsome face.

Unexpectedly, he was also a righteous man who was determined to fight against Qin.

However, what is amazing is that his sentiments are even loftier. He is working for the revival of Mohism, and he cares about the well-being of all people in the world.

Such noble sentiment is truly admirable!

(End of this chapter)