The Little Lucky Girl.

Su Qing's paper mill has started operation. Those who are responsible for cutting bamboo are cutting bamboo, those who are responsible for splitting bamboo are splitting bamboo, and those who are responsible for retting are retting bamboo... Each of them is doing their own work! They don't disturb each other!

The paper mill was bustling with activity. The bamboo cutters, led by their team leaders, were selecting and cutting bamboo from the mountains. The workers were strong and robust, their machetes gleaming coldly in the sunlight. With each powerful shout, the bamboo trees fell under their chopping, like a wave of green being harvested in an orderly manner. The rustling sound was the rhythmic movement of the bamboos as they fell.

Next comes the bamboo splitting. Like skilled sculptors, their eyes focused, their hands deft. The bamboo is swiftly split in their hands, the once thick tube transformed into neat slices. The slices slip from their hands and pile up on the ground, forming "hills" of bamboo, emitting the unique fragrance of bamboo.

The retting area, on the other hand, offers a unique scene. A distinctive aroma permeates the air, and several vast retting pools are arranged in an orderly fashion. Workers, tools in hand, bustle around the pools, meticulously controlling the retting time and temperature according to strict process requirements. The bamboo materials immersed in the pools undergo a remarkable chemical transformation, a crucial step in the papermaking process.

Throughout the paper mill, every area of ​​the factory carries out its work with intense yet orderly effort. While the workers are busy and don't interfere with each other, they all understand that every action they take is an essential part of the complex papermaking process, striving to produce high-quality paper. Here, the ancient craft of papermaking is revitalized and revitalized under modern organization.

The moment Murong Ye stepped out of the palace, his expression solemn and resolute. The sunlight bathed him, but it couldn't dispel the gloom cast by the border war. He rode back to Prince Zhan's residence at top speed, without a moment's delay. Upon entering the palace, he headed straight for his desk and, pen in hand, composed a letter to Su Qing. His brush darted across the paper, each word brimming with deep affection and reluctance. Once finished, he carefully sealed the letter and dispatched it with haste.

After dealing with these matters, Murong Ye, donning battle armor and a silver helmet, led his army into battle under the reverent gaze of the royal officers and soldiers. He led the army, his horse's hooves raising clouds of dust as they galloped towards the northern border. His back, shrouded in the rising dust, appeared incredibly resolute!

In the imperial palace in Beijing, Emperor Fengyuan made arrangements in his study for Su Qing's proposals for movable type printing and papermaking. He knew that if these two inventions were successfully implemented, they would have a profound impact on the nation. He immediately issued an order, ordering Mr. Hu from the Ministry of Works to lead a group of skilled craftsmen to assist Su Qing.

Upon receiving the imperial edict, Lord Hu did not hesitate and quickly summoned his most capable personnel. They brought various tools and materials and drove in a carriage towards Yun'an County.

After six or seven days of travel, Lord Hu and his entourage finally arrived at Sujia Village. "This humble official, Hu, pays his respects to Princess Ding'an!"

"Master Hu, there's no need to be so polite!"

"Thank you, eunuch!"

"Master Hu, let's arrange for you to rest first, and then have dinner! We will discuss the next arrangements tomorrow!"

"Thank you, Princess! I will follow your instructions!"

Mr. Hu and his party followed the housekeeper to the guest room to rest! The housekeeper asked the cook to prepare a meal for Mr. Hu and his party!

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The next day, Lord Hu and his entourage arrived in high spirits to see Su Qing. After paying their respects, Lord Hu began discussing the details of their plan. They meticulously considered every aspect, from site planning to material preparation, from the casting of movable type to the papermaking process. Su Qing elaborated on his ideas in detail, his novel concepts and ingenious designs captivating Lord Hu and his entourage.

In the days that followed, Su Qing and Hu Daren and their colleagues toiled away in intensive labor. The workshop was bustling with activity, the sound of flowing water mingling with the shouts of the workers. Su Qing moved through the process, directing every step. She knew full well that this was a great undertaking that would transform the nation's cultural heritage and development, and she stood at the center of it, giving it her all.

Five days passed in a flash, and Mr. Hu had already mastered the art of papermaking! Su Qing then took him to the movable type printing factory in the county town, showing him every process and explaining it to him!

Su Qing brought Lord Hu to the movable type printing factory. Standing in the typesetting area, he pointed at the densely packed yet neatly arranged movable type and said, "Lord Hu, you see, the first step in movable type printing is typesetting. These movable types are like soldiers on the battlefield, each with its own unique position and mission. The craftsmen need to select the appropriate movable type from among thousands of movable types based on the content of the printing plate, and then accurately arrange them on the type plate. This requires great patience and vision. Even if a movable type is placed in the wrong position, the printed content will be a thousand miles away from the truth."

Then, they walked to the inking area. Su Qing picked up a brush dipped in ink and said, "Inking is a crucial step. Ink is like the blood that gives life to movable type. The brush is like a gentle painter, applying ink evenly to the movable type. Not too much ink, otherwise the writing will be blurred into a blotch, but not too little, otherwise the printed words will be light and difficult to recognize."

Afterwards, Su Qing went to the printing area and walked the workers through the printing process. He said, "Once the movable type is inked, it's time to print. Gently cover the inked type with the prepared paper, then apply even pressure with a special pressing plate. At this point, the ink on the movable type will be completely transferred to the paper, forming clear text, completing the magical transformation from movable type to book content."

As Mr. Hu listened, he nodded continuously, his eyes full of admiration for the exquisite craftsmanship.

After several days of study, Lord Hu has mastered it completely!

After breakfast that day, Su Qing went to find Lord Hu! "Lord Hu, you have mastered both movable type printing and papermaking! Please take good care of the paper mill here with your subordinates! Please also visit the movable type printing factory frequently! I have to go on a long trip for something!"

"Very well, thank you, Princess! Go on with your work! I'll keep an eye on the paper mill and the printing press!"

"Yes! Then, Sir Hu, I will take my leave and go back to pack up!"

"Okay, Princess, take care!"

Su Qing returned to his own courtyard and said, "Ying San, you and I will go on a long journey. Ying Si will be responsible for protecting the family!"

"It's a girl!"

After Su Qing arranged everything, he went to the county's Weimin Clinic. As soon as he stepped into the clinic, Doctor Yue complained, "My dear disciple, what have you been busy with all this time? You haven't even come to the clinic!"

"Hey, Master has been busy with the movable type printing factory and paper mill recently!"

"What did you say?"

"I invented movable type printing, which replaced copying books. And the rice paper I made is amazing! You'll know next time you see it! I can't finish talking about it in a short while!"

"Fine!"

"Master, I'm leaving for the North tonight! Do you want to go?"

"Go, of course! And bring Old Man Meng with you! He can help you!"

"Okay, then after lunch, follow me back to Sujia Village! We'll set off at 10:00 PM tonight!"

"Alright! My dear disciple, I haven't asked you yet what you are going to do in the North."

"The northern Tartars are harassing the border again. I'm going to help Brother Ye!"

"Oh, I see! This brat Murong Ye knows you. His Mu family's ancestors are so proud!"

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After Doctor Yue finished his lunch and was busy in the clinic for a while, he followed Su Qing's carriage back to Sujia Village!

Arriving at Sujia Village, the two old men were so happy that they started playing with the birds out of the cage! Su Qing took the two old men to visit the paper mill!

"My dear disciple, this is the art of papermaking!"

"Yes Master!"

"This is amazing! This paper is better than the previous ones! My disciple is really smart!"

After visiting the paper mill, Su Qing took the two old men back to the Su family!

When he arrived at his own yard, Su Qing went to the small kitchen to prepare dinner!

As soon as she entered the small kitchen, Su Qing set to work. She expertly opened the cupboards and pulled out fresh ingredients. She first picked up a handful of greens and gently washed them in a basin of water, the vegetables tumbling in the water like a refreshing bath. Then, she picked up the knife and, with a few swift strokes, she sliced ​​the vegetables neatly into small pieces. The rhythmic sound of the chopping board was like a unique kitchen symphony.

The flames in the stove roared like passionate dancers. Su Qing poured some oil into the wok. When the oil was hot, she threw the vegetables into the wok. Instantly, there was a sizzling sound, and the oil splashed everywhere. The vegetables were stir-fried in the wok. Su Qing's spatula quickly turned the vegetables, and the color of the vegetables became even greener, as if they were given new vitality.

Then, she took out some marinated meat and placed it in another pot to simmer. An enticing aroma gradually wafted from the pot, filling the small kitchen, as if proclaiming the deliciousness of dinner. Su Qing prepared dinner with concentration, each movement filled with a love of life.