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Chapter 284 Let the disaster victims join the papermaking workshop

Zhang Dun smiled, didn't say anything, but lowered his head and continued to stir seriously.

What he did this time was to make paper.

The papermaking technology of the Tang Dynasty has improved a lot compared to before, but the price of the paper produced is still high, and ordinary people do not have that purchasing power at all.

So if the price of paper drops, the common people have the ability, and even want to buy paper?

What will happen?

The corners of Zhang Dun's mouth curled up slightly, and he glanced at Changsun Wuji and Du Yan who were stunned by the side and said, "You two, don't just stand there, come and help me."

Du Yan and Changsun Wuji came back to their senses, and walked to him with solemn expressions.

Whatever Zhang Dun asked them to do, the two of them would do whatever they wanted, without saying a word or refuting a word.

After several hours, after the final cutting, bleaching and drying, each piece of paper appeared in front of everyone.

Du Yan and Changsun Wuji stared blankly at the papers, unable to speak for a while.

Cheng Yaojin was surprised: "This paper, why is it this color?"

Not only him, but Ma Yuangui and Lu Changshi were also dumbfounded. Looking at the stacks of papers that were being cut by Zhang Dun and were about to be formed, they felt incredible.

The color of the paper is not the usual yellow, but white like snow!

Ma Yuangui was surprised: "Shouldn't the color of the paper turn yellow?"

"Yellowing paper is not what I want." Zhang Dun said with a smile, "So in the process of making paper, I added a bleaching process."

With trembling lips, Du Yan raised his palm, touched the drying paper, and said, "Good stuff."

"There is a method of making white paper, so why worry about not being able to stabilize the East Road? Don't talk about stabilizing the East Road. With this kind of thing, it is enough to stabilize my Tang Dynasty!"

Zhang Dun couldn't laugh or cry: "This is too much!"

Du Yan looked at him, raised his voice a few decibels and said, "Zhang Shaoyin, you don't understand what this white paper means!"

Zhang Dun looked at him speechlessly. Damn, this is something I made. Can I not know what the white paper means?

Changsun Wuji suddenly said: "Zhang Shaoyin, are you planning to teach the victims of the disaster the art of making paper?"

Zhang Dun said angrily, "Am I crazy?"

Changsun Wuji nodded solemnly, "It's true, the method of making paper you invented is really going to be taught to the victims of the disaster. I'm afraid our Majesty will be the first to refuse."

Zhang Dun smiled and said, "That's natural."

"It is impossible for the victims to learn the complete method of making paper, but some key steps can be omitted, and the rest can be done by the victims."

Changsun Wuji and Du Yan's eyes lit up, and they said in unison: "Good way!"

Zhang Dun glanced at Ma Yuangui and Lu Zizang standing beside him, and said solemnly:

"Director Ma, Lu Changshi, I will leave it to you to let the victims know about papermaking."

Ma Yuangui hurriedly said, "Still the same as before?"

Zhang Dun smiled and nodded.

The so-called is the same as before, that is, build a wooden platform in the market, and then go up and say a few words.

"understood."

Ma Yuangui looked at the stacks of white papers, held Zhang Dun's hand, and said excitedly:

"Zhang Shaoyin, you are an immortal sent by the court. If it wasn't for you, Lu Changshi and I, even if the court didn't want our heads, our heads would have to be taken by the victims."

"Don't say anything, let's let people do it now."

After finishing speaking, Ma Yuangui and Lu Zizang quickly left the camp workshop and headed towards Jinyang County.

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"What? The surname Zhang is going to the market again? What time?"

The Chen family, when they heard that the Grand Manager's Mansion was going to build a wooden platform in the market.

The dozen or so gentry in the hall were startled immediately.

Originally thought that if all the bamboo forests in Hedong Road were destroyed, those people in the Chief Manager's Mansion would be at their wit's end.

Unexpectedly, they have a new move!

Hearing Chen Ran's inquiry, the butler standing outside the hall hurriedly said, "There is still an hour."

Chen Ran's face was cloudy and uncertain, he couldn't figure out the actions of the chief manager's mansion, so he stood up and said in a deep voice, "Let's go now!"

At this time, in the huge Jinyang County, the victims who had been in panic for five consecutive days breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the news from the chief manager's mansion.

"Words have come from the chief executive's mansion that Zhang Shaoyin will speak again at the market! Let's go and have a look!"

Now the Chief Executive's Mansion is their backbone!

Over the past few days, they have deeply realized what it feels like to lose their backbone.

Soon, the market was crowded with people.

An hour later, Zhang Dun's figure appeared on the wooden platform.

The victims looked at Zhang Dun excitedly, it has been five days, do you know how we survived the five days!

"Zhang Shaoyin, do we no longer make bamboo weaving tools?"

Someone couldn't help asking loudly.

Zhang Dun glanced at the victims in the audience, and said loudly with a solemn expression: "Fathers and elders, I am standing here today to tell you this matter."

"The bamboo forest is completely destroyed!"

"Not only the bamboo forests inside and outside the city of Jinyang County, but also the entire bamboo forest on Hedong Road have been destroyed!"

"The remaining bamboo can't be used, so weaving bamboo tools can't go on."

Hearing this, the victims immediately felt sad, and someone asked urgently, "What should we do then?"

"Zhang Shaoyin, this is someone who wants to cut off the way out for our victims."

"This kind of person should be arrested!"

Standing not far away, Chen Ran and a dozen gentry looked a little uncomfortable.

Arrests?

Isn't that to catch them?

A bunch of troublemakers!

Zhang Dun shook his head, and said in a loud voice: "No, no, arresting people is not what the chief executive's office is going to do now."

"My official, and the other two imperial envoys, including Director Ma, Lu Changshi, and the officials of the Chief Executive's Mansion, the most important and most important thing to do right now is to think about you and give you another chance to make money! "

Hearing this, the victims under the wooden platform fell silent for a moment.

Chen Ran and a dozen gentry stared at him with gloomy eyes, their hearts skipped a beat.

Sure enough, it was the same as they thought.

In the past few days, the General Manager's Office has been holding back new ways to make money for the victims!

After a long time, a victim under the wooden platform asked loudly: "Zhang Shaoyin, is there anything else that can make money?"

"My Tang Dynasty has rich resources, heavenly treasures, outstanding people, where can't I make money?"

Zhang Dun smiled confidently, and said in an unhurried tone: "The imperial court sent us three imperial envoys here to help you solve the matter!"

"Weaving bamboo tools and selling bamboo tools in exchange for money is the idea of ​​the chief manager's mansion, and the money is paid by the benevolent people you say. If you can think of this one, someone can implement it, why can't you think of other things?"

"In the past few days, the reason why there has been no news from the General Manager's Mansion is because we have been brainstorming in the mansion to find a way out for you!"

"Now, there is a way out!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his palm, pointed at Hu Guang who was temporarily pulled over, and said, "Hu Guang, a great benevolent man, you can come up now!"

Chapter 285 Zhang Dun: I call this thing, movable type printing

Hu Guang walked up with a wry smile.

He was taking a nap in the chief executive's mansion, when Han Xing and Wang Feng suddenly picked him up and slipped him out.

When he learned of Zhang Dun's arrangement, he knew that he was going to "take the blame" again this time.

Zhang Dun patted Hu Guang on the shoulder, looked at Hu Guang's resentful eyes, and couldn't help but glared at him angrily, giving you a chance, don't be useless.

His expression gradually became serious, and he turned his head to look at the victims, and said in a deep voice, "This time, Hu Guang will still fund the fund, and it is also a solution he took the lead in thinking about."

"That is, papermaking!"

"Look, this is the paper that was made!"

Zhang Dun flicked his sleeve, and a piece of white paper slipped from the sleeve into his hand, and then held it up high.

The victims standing behind tiptoed one after another, looking curiously at the paper he was waving in his hand.

That piece of paper was different from any paper they had ever seen.

White!

White as snow!

Impossible, how is this possible!

Chen Ran and the dozen or so gentry opened their eyes wide.

What kind of paper is this, so white?

Is this paper?

Paper, shouldn't it be yellowing?

Zhang Dun continued to shout: "Papermaking requires manpower, are you willing to do it?"

"Yes!" Suddenly, there was a tsunami-like voice from under the wooden platform.

Zhang Dun grinned, "Okay, if you want to learn papermaking, you can go to the Chief Manager's Mansion and register your name on the register! The number of places is limited, first come, first served!"

"Starting tomorrow, start work!"

"As long as those who participate in papermaking can receive wages every day!"

"If you make a hundred sheets of paper, you will get ten coins! Pay on the same day!"

Zhang Dun held up a finger, and the moment he finished speaking, there were already many victims, who turned around and ran in the direction of the chief manager's mansion.

Some disaster victims who have not yet recovered from their senses were a little surprised when they saw this scene.

A disaster victim asked curiously, "How did they run so fast?"

"Didn't you hear, Zhang Shaoyin said that the quota is limited, if you go late, you won't get the money!"

The disaster victims standing beside him left a word and also ran away.

The victims under the wooden platform are constantly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Zhang Dun took Hu Guang down from the wooden platform, and said to Ma Yuangui and Lu Zizang, "Boss Ma, Lu Changshi, it's up to you all."

"Remember, we only accept 2000 people."

Ma Yuangui said in astonishment: "Just so few people? I think there are not [-] but [-] people who went to the chief manager's mansion."

Zhang Dun sighed and said, "I want to keep them all, but do we have enough money?"

"Recruit a group of people first, and expand the scale later."

"No!" Ma Yuangui and Lu Zizang looked at each other, nodded emphatically, and then walked quickly towards the chief executive's mansion.

When they left, Zhang Dun shifted his gaze to Du Yan and the others, and said, "Grandpa Chang, Duke Du, and Duke Cheng, come with me. This time, besides making paper, there is one more thing that must be handed over to the victims." Do."

"However, I haven't made up my mind yet, which option to choose."

Changsun Wuji grinned, "No problem, we will help you as a staff officer."

After making up their minds, everyone was about to leave, and Hu Guang followed behind them, feeling a bit awkward to be mixed among them.