Great Tang’s Unparalleled National Teacher

Everyone is hearing this.

The complexion was greatly changed involuntarily.

Paper mill!

They know it.

This thing, let alone rice paper, is just a piece of ordinary yellow paper, straw paper, all expensive and scary.

Not to mention the rice paper.

And this thing is what the Academy must want, and this thing is more expensive than its rarity!

Each state capital has one or more paper mills, but a paper mill produces 100 catties of rice paper every month, and the remaining materials can only produce 500 catties. Yellow paper, and the remaining waste residue, make those low-priced yellow papers. Even so, the output of yellow paper is only about 100 kilograms of trifling.

You can imagine the preciousness of this thing.

But with such a papermaking workshop, it is not something everyone can do. After all, whoever masters the art of papermaking is equivalent to mastering a golden mountain.

This is something that everyone is locked in a box and afraid of thieves!

But now?

Lord Dean, give him full power?

Give it to Qian Wanli this youngster?

Qian Wanli is also confused.

As the Young Master of Qiantong Bank, he doesn't know the value of paper?

Now the dean actually wants to pass it to him?

Isn't this the same as giving him a golden mountain?

And this is still a kind of thing that pays faster than Bank!

Not only that, Lord Dean, is this to accept me as a dísciple?

Lord Dean, what does this mean?

But he didn’t have time to think too much. After Zhang Feng’s voice fell, Qian Wanli bowed in excitement and said: "Students pay respects to Teacher!"

Compared to Qian Wanli's excitement, the rest of the people are tired and crooked.

But they dare not say anything, after all, they are Lord Dean, what do they dare to say?

After all, they are also in the entire paper mill at this time. Once this paper mill is opened, why would they be mutually beneficial?

But, does the dean really know how to make paper?

All of them remain skeptical.

Zhang Feng didn’t care about that many. He followed the simple papermaking process that he faintly remembered in his memory. After carefully inspecting the workshop, he called Qian Wanli aside and said, "youngster, From today, you are my Zhang Feng’s first dísciple, and you should feel honored."

Qian Wanli hearing this, I want to kneel, but I also know the rules of the mountain. I hurriedly scratch my head and Zhang Feng waved He waved his hand and said: "The apprenticeship is temporarily exempt. You just need to remember a little. The papermaking skills I have passed to you cannot be taught to anyone without the permission of the Academy. After three years, I will open a printed publication for my teacher on the mountain. At the time, I will arrange you to go to Ministry of Works to work on a job and then teach at the Academy. Are you willing?"

Ministry of Works on job?

Academy teaches?

Om——!

Qian Wanli was almost stunned by this sudden happiness.

Hurriedly bowed.

"Students keep in mind the teacher's teaching!"

Zhang Feng waved his hand and said: "Okay, these vulgar gifts are forgiven, I will give you a task, within three years , Bailu Paper Mill, if you open a branch of Hundred Schools of Thought in Great Tang for me, you can just let me go!"

"..."

Qian Wanli Somewhat dizzy.

But at this moment, Zhang Feng fumbled for a moment in his sleeve, and then he took out a thick stack of modern papermaking processes for him, then pointed to Gao Kan and said: "Take the car. After unloading, I washed and peeled them off, and then put all these things in the stove and bake them until they crumble..."

"Feng'zi!"

"Feng'zi!"

"Feng'zi..."

While Zhang Feng was telling Qian Wanli how to bleach the ingredients, far away, The voice of Li Chengqian came over, and the white cloak that can be seen from a distance, the thorns hanging on the tree branches, Zhang Feng hurriedly told Qian Wanli After a while, he slowly appeared in the spacious courtyard, watching Li Chengqian hurriedly approaching.

Although Li Chengqian rode a horse, he didn't know whether it was excited or tired. He breathed out and said, "Come, come, 300 thousand army, come!"

? ? ?

The voice fell.

All the seventy-odd people in the paper mill were stunned.

Listen carefully, you can only hear the roar of pigs in the ears and the sound of chasing pigs away.

Zhang Feng was also stunned, but when he thought about it, his face turned black and said: "Speak up!"

"Oh, oh, it’s 300,000, 300,000 pigs. I'm all for you!"

"..."

Zhang Feng was dumbfounded.

He rubbed his ears and asked: "What did you say?"

"How much?"

"Three hundred thousand!"

"Your second uncle, when did I ask you to drive the pig to the mountain?"

Li Chengqian was also dumbfounded.

Scratched his head and said: "A few days ago, didn't you say, let me drive all the pigs up the mountain?"

Zhang Feng was dizzy.

He sighed: "You are a pig! With so many pigs, you really want to use White Deer Academy of Classical Learning as a pig farm!"

"Done! ! This damn thing is over, look at what you are doing day by day!"

Zhang Feng is dizzy.

while speaking, rush to the mountain.

Just now Zhang Feng was still sighed, and finally found a reliable person to arrange the papermaking workshop, but one thing made him worry, this special lady is not at ease yet, this Damn Li Qian, he caused him a disaster!

While walking, Zhang Feng roared: "get lost! Push the pig down!"

"……"