Chapter 273 Plans for Publishing a Novel

Cheng Jiao got up early in the morning.

He kissed Jingwei's pretty face and walked out the door briskly.

This made Jingwei a little stunned.

It's rare to see Cheng Jiao getting up so early.

Usually, after Cheng Jiao woke up in her bed, he would touch her and even continue the night with her.

Although she was helpless, she also enjoyed it a little.

Unfortunately, Cheng Jiao seemed to have something to do today.

Cheng Jiao ate casually, gave Ali a few instructions, and then walked towards the relatively spacious front yard of the mansion.

Last night before hugging Jingwei to sleep, he recalled some things related to papermaking.

Although it is fragmented and has no system, it still reveals the key to papermaking.

When I woke up in the morning, I still didn't feel sleepy.

Plus, knowing the significance of papermaking, I felt very happy.

Get ready to make a historic moment yourself.

In the open space in the front yard.

There were several strange-looking creatures, standing or sitting casually, and two of them liked to stand on the roof.

This made Cheng Jiao shake his head.

Without organization and discipline, how can great things be accomplished?

Ali followed behind Cheng Jiao, not knowing what Cheng Jiao wanted these guys to do.

Cheng Jiao casually gave a few instructions to Ali beside him.

Ahri nodded and turned to leave.

Cheng Jiao coughed lightly.

Everyone's eyes were on him.

Tianze was holding a freshly sharpened axe in his hand.

The King of Poisons was playing with a red-banded king cobra in his hand.

The corpse-driving demon was dozing off under the tree, bored.

Wushuang Gui was called away by Ali to move a large stone trough over.

Bai Feng and Mo Ya were very conscious and took the initiative to appear in front of Cheng Jiao and stood there quietly.

Cheng Jiao glanced at Tianze who was holding an axe.

He smiled and said, "That's great, Tianze, go peel some bark and bring it over. Oh, and chop it into small pieces, just over a hundred pounds will be fine."

Tianze's snake face was black and red. He had been chopping wood in the sun every day these days and had become tanned.

When he heard that Cheng Jiao was looking for him, he subconsciously sharpened his axe before coming over.

He thought Cheng Jiao called him over for some mission.

After all this time, he was still allowed to do his old job.

This is really unreasonable!
Tianze left without changing his expression. His life was still in Cheng Jiao's hands, so he had no choice but to peel the bark.

After Cheng Jiao let Tianze leave, he couldn't help but shake his hand.

If we follow the papermaking technology of later generations, it would take at least ten days to produce a finished product.

But this is Qin Shi Ming Yue, and many processes can be replaced first.

Following Cheng Jiao's arrangement, the snake-charming King of Poisons and the lazy corpse-driving demon who wanted to bask in the sun had to go to work.

I was very puzzled as to why Cheng Jiao asked them to deal with hemp heads, bamboo and other things.

The King of Poisons became even more troubled, so Cheng Jiao asked him to get some potions that could speed up the decay of plants.

He had a lot of these, but Cheng Jiao emphasized that the plant fibers should not be destroyed too much, which meant that he should use a smaller dosage.

It's really difficult for this old man.

He is very good at making poison and killing people, but who the hell cares about plants rotting?

The handsome Bai Feng and Mo Ya both had their eyelids twitching after seeing and hearing this.

I don’t know what Cheng Jiao is up to.

It looks like we are going to do dirty work, real dirty work.

Cheng Jiao looked at Bai Feng Mo Ya and said thoughtfully, "Wait a moment."

The first one to come back was Wushuang, who placed a large stone trough in front of Chengjiao.

The pain had been fully relieved, and the soul-transforming and soul-destroying power given by Cheng Jiao had been absorbed. He came to Cheng Jiao with the bucket and put it down.

Cheng Jiao estimated that four buckets of water would be enough.

Then, a handsome corpse-driving demon came in with a pile of bamboo shreds and placed them on the ground.

Cheng Jiao nodded.

"Go and bring over a tea tray."

Ali, who had already returned, left on his own initiative after hearing this, and brewed a pot of the best Snow-Top Silver Shuttle and brought it up.

Cheng Jiao was half-lying on the rattan chair, drinking tea.

Fire Fighter came over yawning.

"Why did you ask me to come here? I still want to go to Jingwei's place."

Cheng Qi asked curiously, "You're leaving so early?"

Yan Lingji said excitedly: "You know what? Jingwei's story about Zhu Xian is very interesting. Li Wu and I listened to her story until midnight last night before we went home."

"Oh……"

Cheng Jiao looked at the somewhat excited Yan Lingji and wisely kept silent.

Fortunately, Jingwei didn't say that he was the one who said it.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but take a sip of tea. She was worthy of being Jingwei's wife. She knew how to consider her husband.

Otherwise, judging from Yan Lingji's excited look, she won't be able to live in peace unless she drinks ten or eight pots of tea today.

Seeing Cheng Jiao drinking tea by himself, Yan Lingji felt bored and started chatting with A Li.

Upon learning that Ahri also didn't know, he was a little puzzled about what Cheng Jiao was going to do.

Tianze exhaled and walked over carrying two large bags of broken bark weighing hundreds of pounds.

Cheng Jiao saw that everything was almost ready.

He glanced at the broken pieces of bark, bamboo and hemp.

See not broken enough.

Directing Tianze to pour these things into the stone trough.

"Take out your snake bone chain and smash these things to pieces. Do you understand?"

Tianze's eyes widened as a snake, and he used his weapon as a pestle. What a shame!
Under Yan Lingji's amused gaze, Tianze had no choice but to use the snake bone chain, as if to vent his anger, and smashed the things in the stone trough as if they were a cicada.

He let out a sigh of relief.

Cheng Jiao sipped his tea and was very satisfied with Tianze's efficiency.

One is worth six.

He waved his hand and asked Zhuanhunmiepo to pour water in to soak the broken materials.

He also asked Wushuang to move a large stone slab to press down the broken ingredients so that they could be cooked more easily.

After preparing the liquid medicine, the King of Poisons came over and took out a small porcelain bottle.

"This has just been configured to accelerate the decay of wood products."

Cheng Jiao waved his hand and asked the King of Poisons to pour some in.

"Oh, by the way, is your medicine resistant to high temperatures?"

"Yes, but the effect will be reduced."

As a professional poison master, the King of Hundred Poisons naturally considered the impact of temperature.

"Well, as long as it works."

The King of Poisons poured some green liquid into the stone trough.

Cheng Jiao patted Yan Lingji who was talking about Zhu Xian with A Li.

"It's time to get to work."

Yan Lingji asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Cheng Jiao pointed to the large stone trough and said, "Heat it up."

Yan Lingji was speechless: "Boil water?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and said, "That's not wrong. We need to cook the contents until they are soft."

Yan Lingji touched Cheng Jiao's forehead worriedly.

"You don't have a fever, are you possessed by something?"

This morning, either the bark was broken or the hemp was rotten.

Very different from the usual Cheng Jiao.

Whenever Cheng Jiao had free time, he would either mess with her or mess with her.

Cheng Jiao hugged Yan Lingji's waist and said softly, "Hurry up and be obedient."

Yan Lingji pursed her red lips, and a flame flashed in her dreamy eyes.

With a flick of his finger, a huge fire surrounded the stone trough.

Boiling these things was not difficult for her, it was much simpler than giving Cheng Jiao a fire therapy massage.

However, it requires a lot of internal energy.

Thanks to Tianze's crushing, Yan Lingji set a fire and quickly cooked the things inside.

It became pulp.

The next step is to wait for the pulp to cool down.

Since there was nothing to do today, Cheng Jiao was happy to have some free time, so he waited in the yard.

Halfway through the dance, Li Wu, Jing Niu, Lady Hu, Nong Yu and other women also came to take a look, and found it a bit boring. They said a few words to Cheng Jiao and then went to the side, dragging Jing Niu to listen to Zhu Xian. Jing Niu originally wanted to betray Cheng Jiao, but Cheng Jiao sent a message and had to give up.

After drinking a pot of tea, he continued his story to Li Wunong, Yuyan Lingji, Madam Hu and others.

in the afternoon.

The pulp has cooled.

The next step is to use a flat bamboo screen to scoop up the pulp, filter out the water, and form a paper film.

However, these require skilled craftsmen to do.

Cheng Jiao simply let Bai Feng and Mo Ya use their internal energy.

These two little birds have a good level of internal force control and are suitable for doing delicate work.

After listening to Wan Jiao's instructions.

Bai Feng and Mo Ya looked at each other. They had thought that they would have a day off without having to run around Xianyang City to collect intelligence.

Who knows, there really is work waiting for them.

Although I was extremely resistant inside, I still did things very quickly.

Mo Ya carefully used his inner strength to peel off a thin layer of paper film on the pulp and placed it on a smooth stone slab.

After doing this for more than ten times, beads of sweat appeared on Mo Ya's forehead.

Part of the reason is the hot weather, and part of the reason is that you have to use your inner strength to peel off the paper film, which is extremely exhausting.

Cheng Jiao shook his head slightly. Fortunately, he was only making a sample. This step required training of skilled workers to use bamboo curtains.

Although not as fast as the Crow, it is simple and replicable.

Bai Feng was quick to act and carefully pressed down the paper membrane that the black crow had peeled off with a wooden board, and then moved a large stone to press it down.

Press the water out of the pulp.

After a while, at Cheng Jiao's order, Bai Feng removed the stones and wooden boards.

Five cards were broken, which is within the acceptable range.

Then he asked Ahri to call Yan Lingji over again.

Yan Lingji came over reluctantly. She was listening with great interest and was eager to see what was to come, but Cheng Jiao called her over.

"Dry these paper films, and be careful not to catch fire."

Yan Lingji took a deep breath.

Thanks to the fire therapy I had done for Cheng Jiao before, I am quite familiar with these detailed tasks.

After burning three sheets, the remaining paper film was dried and formed.

Cheng Jiao stroked the yellowed paper, which was slightly brown and bamboo green and extremely rough.

He nodded with satisfaction, knowing that his calculation was correct.

Fortunately, I have taken the college entrance examination and have some knowledge of physics and chemistry.

Even though he knew some steps of papermaking, he still produced defective products.

Holding the six finished products, Cheng Jiao let out a sigh of relief.

That's one small step for him, one giant leap for mankind.

I'll also point out printing technology when the time comes.

Publish the novels written by Jingwei and Yanfei under their names.

Enrich the spiritual life of ancient people.

Although most people still cannot afford it, at least there are storytellers and rangers to tell the story.

It's okay to just listen for fun.

Then I will slowly publish the later classic novels.

Maybe I can become the ancestor of online literature. (From the author's bad taste)
Tianze saw that Cheng Jiao had been torturing them for most of the day and only came up with this thing.

I couldn't help but despise Cheng Jiao in my heart. He was really looking for trouble.

What good is this garbage?

The King of Hundred Poisons and the Corpse-Driving Demon didn't have any ideas and left together. They didn't bother to care what Cheng Jiao was thinking or doing.

As for Bai Feng and Mo Ya, they slipped away as soon as they finished the job.

What they did today was really detrimental to their handsome image.

But Yan Lingji just took a look and felt something was strange.

He didn't bother to ask more questions and went happily to find Jingwei to listen to Zhuxian.

In just a short while, Jingwei probably told Li Wu and Nong Yu a lot.

I have to go find Li Wu to make it up to her in the evening.

That night.

Jingwei carefully held the rough linen paper and whispered, "Is this the thing? Can it replace the bamboo slips?"

Cheng Jiao smiled and picked up the brush that Jingwei was using to write without any explanation.

He dipped some ink and wrote the words "Zhu Xian" on the paper.

Jingwei frowned slightly, and the ink spread uncontrollably around the paper.

Although the magnitude is not large, it does affect the viewing experience.

Cheng Jiao was not disappointed, as it was normal for the paper to absorb ink.

He was already surprised that he could see the words clearly and had such an effect, and he even felt a little pleased with himself.

It’s okay to be able to write on paper the first time it’s made.

"Tomorrow I will take it to the palace and ask you to produce a batch first. When the technology is mature, I will make some fine paper for you to use to write novels."

Jing Wei felt very sweet in his heart and nodded slightly: "In this case, I will wait a little longer and tell stories to Li Wuyan Lingji and the others first."

Cheng Jiao snickered and said, "They don't know me yet, right?"

Jingwei said helplessly: "I don't know, I didn't say."

She had been having the urge today to tell Li Wuyan, Lingji, Madam Hu, and Nongyu that this was what Cheng Jiao said.

I drank three pots of tea brewed by Yan Lingji herself.

If I had known that after Cheng Jiao left yesterday, I would not have told stories to Li Wu and Yan Lingji.

She probably said more today than she did in a whole year.

Cheng Jiao said cheerfully: "Don't let it slip, or I'll be in trouble."

Jingwei didn't say anything, but tried to write two words on it with a brush - Cheng Jiao.

Because the character "蟜" has too many strokes and the ink is blurred, it is difficult to distinguish the character.

Cheng Jiao sighed and said, "It still needs to be improved. It can be promoted and used if it can reach more than half the level of Xue Ya Paper."

It is not difficult to improve papermaking technology. All it takes is a lot of practice and summary to produce qualified products.

The reason why I chose this time to promote the paper.

There is a reason why Jingwei wrote the book, but there is also a deeper consideration.

With him around, it would not take Qin another twenty years to unify the seven kingdoms.

If everything went well, he was confident that he could destroy the six kingdoms within ten years.

The only consideration is the follow-up work.

One is food.

The second is control.

We cannot use a large number of people from the six countries to control the six countries as in history.

Fires broke out everywhere and rebellions were suppressed everywhere.

With cheap paper, at least in terms of publicity, we can make great progress.

People...

The more Cheng Jiao thought about it, the more confused he became. He realized that it was basically impossible to unify the world without paying a price.

He had no prejudice against the people of the six countries at all.

After all, in the future, according to the current geographical location of the seven countries, they are Shaanxi Laotie, Henan Laotie, Shandong Laotie...

Even if it’s Baiyue, it’s still Guangzhou’s old friend, Suzhou’s old friend…

There was no prejudice among countries as there is today.

It is also difficult to be biased.

He was still not cold-hearted enough to treat them with all the evil war tactics used in later times.

Forget it, I’ll use it when I unify the world.

It’s not because of the America that Zheng Ge promised.

He simply wanted to experience the exotic customs of this era.

What is it like to ride a Western horse?

However, according to some information he knew, the West in the Qin Dynasty world seemed to be quite different from what it was in history.

However, he could accept it even if firearms were invented.

After all, after the Qin Dynasty unified the seven kingdoms, they all had split-type missiles. It is impossible that other countries have nothing.

He remembered that in the original book, Touman had a subordinate named Cleon.

It is said that they are from foreign tribes in the Western Regions.

Because his parents were ordered by the king to garrison in India, they were expelled by the Indians and their way back to their hometown was cut off.

Had to lead the army across deserts and snow-capped mountains.

But lost in the Gobi Desert.

When the entire army was almost wiped out, they were saved by Touman.

But looking at their clothing, equipment and tactics, they clearly have a strong Roman style.

I don’t know if Touman has taken Clion in now.

When he wants to travel around the world, he still needs a guide, and Clion is a good one.

(End of this chapter)