Time Travel: The First Female Imperial Teacher of the Qin Dynasty

Ying Zheng was not surprised. After all, it was this girl who came up with the idea of ​​sending Li Xin to Baiyue. He nodded and said, "Well, there are many poisonous creatures in Baiyue."

Lin Anlan smiled happily when he heard this: "Then you can try other delicious food in the future."

"Other delicious food?" Ying Zheng was a little confused.

"For example, the Centipede King, the Toad King and so on." Lin Anlan nodded.

Ying Zheng's face froze: "Girl, can you eat these things?"

"Of course." Lin Anlan nodded, "It tastes very delicious."

"I think it's better to forget it." Ying Zheng quickly refused.

"Old Zhao, didn't you say before that the more poisonous insects there are in Baiyue, the better?"

Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly: "It's a different time now."

Lin Anlan suddenly asked: "Old Zhao, do you think those poisonous insects can really cause a fatal blow to the Xiongnu?"

Ying Zheng was silent for a while: "It's hard to be sure."

Lin Anlan nodded: "That's it, these poisonous insects can only play a harassing role. If we want to completely destroy the Xiongnu, we have to rely on a large army."

"So what is your plan?" Ying Zheng looked at Lin Anlan.

"Boiling a frog in warm water." Lin Anlan slowly uttered four words.

"Boiling a frog in warm water?" Ying Zheng seemed to be thinking about something.

"What Daqin lacks the least now is food and military pay. We can definitely fight them off," said Lin Anlan.

"I understand." Ying Zheng nodded. "You mean, we harass them with poisonous insects while training soldiers, and then launch a general attack when the time is right?"

"That's right." Lin Anlan nodded. "What we need to do now is to continue to encroach on the Xiongnu's land and gradually weaken their power."

Ying Zheng nodded in agreement, and Meng Yi and Xia Wuqi also nodded.

Suddenly Lin Anlan looked at the latter: "Mr. Xia, you are old, don't think about these things, otherwise you may die suddenly."

Xia Wuqi was confused. Does this have anything to do with him?

"The girl is right, Xia Wuqie, you should stop getting involved in these matters." Ying Zheng also nodded.

Xia Wuqie: ...Why does he feel like these two people are playing himself?

"By the way, girl, what is Zhang Gan doing recently? He's so mysterious." Ying Zheng suddenly remembered something.

Lin Anlan thought for a moment and said, "I guess he is developing movable type printing."

"Movable type printing?" Ying Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

Lin Anlan immediately explained the principles of movable type printing.

After hearing this, Ying Zheng was also shocked and said excitedly: "If this can really be done, wouldn't it be much easier to print books?"

"That's right." Lin Anlan nodded, "What I'm most worried about now is the ink problem."

"This problem should not be difficult to solve. I remember there are records about ink in ancient books." Ying Zheng thought for a moment.

"I hope he can give me a surprise." Lin Anlan was secretly looking forward to it.

However, at this moment, hurried footsteps and screams were suddenly heard outside the door.

"No, something happened."

A ragged, unkempt man walked in. He was wearing the attire of a Shaofu official, and Ying Zheng recognized him at the first sight.

"Who are you?" Ying Zheng was a little suspicious.

"Your Majesty...Old Zhao, it's me." The man raised his head.

"Zhang Gan?" Only then did Ying Zheng see the man's face clearly.

Zhang Han saw everyone's stunned expressions and was a little confused: "Why do you look like that? I just succeeded in developing it and rushed to find you."

After hearing this, everyone finally reacted. Lin Anlan sighed and said, "Go wash up quickly."

"Wait, let me eat something first, I'm starving." Zhang Han's eyes lit up when he saw the dishes on the table. Without waiting for anyone to say anything, he sat down, picked up his bowl and chopsticks and started to wolf down his food.

He looked like a starving ghost reincarnated.

Ying Zheng felt extremely embarrassed and wondered how this guy had become like this after not seeing him for several months.

"Lao Zhang, eat slowly." Meng Yi couldn't bear to watch it anymore.

"Yeah." Zhang Han responded vaguely twice, but his hands did not stop moving. In less than half a quarter of an hour, he had swept away all the dishes on the table like a whirlwind.

"Comfortable." Zhang Han burped.

Ying Zheng then asked, "Zhang Gan, what have you been doing in the Shaofu these past few months?"

"Of course, Mr. Lin's method was tested in the Shaofu." Zhang Han chuckled.

"How is the result?"

"It's a great success." Zhang Han said excitedly, "The current Shaofu is like a beast that has awakened."

"What do you mean?" Ying Zheng was a little confused.

Zhang Han explained: "To put it simply, the efficiency of papermaking has increased by more than ten times."

"Dozens of times?" Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed.

"That's right." Zhang Han smiled proudly, then opened the dirty wooden box and poured it out.

Crash! A pile of broken gold suddenly fell on the table, and Ying Zheng's voice trembled: "This... did you make all of this?"

"Yes." Zhang Han nodded, "This is only part of it."

Meng Yi swallowed his saliva and asked, "How much paper can the Shaofu produce every day now?"

“A few hundred thousand is still no problem.”

"So many?" Meng Yi took a breath.

Zhang Han said: "This is just the early stages, there will be more later."

"Zhang Gan, what is the cost of papermaking? It should be quite high!" Ying Zheng asked at this time.

Zhang Han shook his head: "The cost is extremely low. Most of the cost is on labor, and the raw materials are almost negligible."

"If it is fully implemented in the Qin Dynasty, will it be feasible?" Ying Zheng continued to ask.

Zhang Han nodded: "Of course, as long as you give me enough manpower and materials, I can produce a large amount of paper in a short time."

"Anlan, what do you think?" Ying Zheng looked at Lin Anlan.

"I think it's possible. Now everything is ready, we just need the east wind."

Ying Zheng was a little confused: "What is Dongfeng?"

"Movable type printing." Lin Anlan slowly uttered four words.

"Movable type printing?" Ying Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Having explained it before, Lin Anlan did not say anything more, but looked at Zhang Han: "Mr. Zhang, I have a piece of paper about the principles of movable type printing. Can you help me see if I can make the corresponding tools?"

"No problem." Zhang Han agreed without hesitation.

Ying Zheng said excitedly: "When you succeed, that will be the day when education will be universal in our Great Qin."

"Brother Zhao, I think we can wait a little longer." Lin Anlan suddenly said.

"What are you waiting for?" Ying Zheng was a little confused.

"Wait for an opportunity, an opportunity to make Daqin prosperous."

Ying Zheng's eyes flashed: "You mean... the imperial examination system?"

Lin Anlan nodded: "Yes, only the imperial examination system can select truly talented scholars."

"Girl, can the imperial examination system really be successful?" Ying Zheng was a little worried.

"I believe I can." Lin Anlan nodded heavily.