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Zhang Feng hurriedly went to the paper mill after dealing with the stewed meat processing plant.

Now everything on the mountain is starting. Relatively speaking, although they are all proceeding in an orderly manner, it still looks a little messy.

Zhang Feng has nothing to do, he can only pick up the important things a little bit to deal with, but even so, he still setsback everywhere. Fortunately, there is a pig farm and a construction site on the mountain. Basically, Li Chengqian was taking care of it, which gave Zhang Feng a chance to breathe.

I originally thought that papermaking is the simplest and most labor-saving thing, but when Zhang Feng arrived at the papermaking workshop, he couldn't help but fainted.

I saw that on the water mill in front of the paper mill, bundles of boiled bamboo were being mixed with pine needles, birch bark, and grind into something like juice.

Originally, all this was normal, but when Zhang Feng saw that those people couldn't even sieve, he just poured into the washing tank with a brainstorm, Zhang Feng couldn't help shouting to stop everyone. .

"Who made you do this?"

"Qian Wanli, you bastard, get out of here!"

Although, these things It's not worth money, but once this thing is out, it's all money!

Especially after knowing the price of rice paper, this bucket of pulp, Zhang Feng's heart, is like a knife in the air.

Under Zhang Feng's anger, Qian Wanli, who was all dirty, got out of the training room in a hurry.

Zhang Feng grabbed him, pointed to the washing pool and asked, "Who told them to do this? We are making paper, not carpets! Didn't you see this thing I gave you? Recipe?"

Qian Wanli was confused.

Use a long-handled wooden spoon to stir the green resin, and some of the resin of the color like milk, and instantly pulled out a large pile of bamboo slag and leaf slag from the bottom of the pool. What's that.

"Dean, the student has clearly explained it! Who knows, it was fine just now, this..."

Zhang Feng sighed and asked: "Who was it just now? Get it here? Stand up for me!"

While speaking, more than 30 students, plus some handy craftsmen, stood timidly in the yard looking at the gloomy Zhang Feng, Don't know what's wrong.

Zhang Feng pointed to the pulp washing pond and said: "Who did this?"

"Go back to Lord Dean, it was the little one..."

Under Zhang Feng's anger, a small craftsman stepped forward timidly.

"Who made you do this?"

The craftsman panicked and said: "The little one used to work in the Luozhou Paper Mill. That's how he did it. Today is Noble. When Son said it, the young one said that the young one did it in the past. There is nothing wrong with it......"

Zhang Feng was a little dizzy.

"From today on, whether you have done it before or not, you must follow what I have given to find out, understand? If anyone thinks there is a problem, you can leave immediately!"

When building the paper mill, Zhang Feng specially asked Li Qian and Du Dabing to find some people who understand the papermaking process among these people who went up the mountain to help build the paper mill.

At that time, he really didn't expect that there would be such a solution.

But after hearing what Yu Shinan said on the mountain today, Zhang Feng suddenly found a problem.

I want a child to get paper out in three days, the people who used to be, can’t keep it!

When Zhang Feng thought of this, he waved his hand to let everyone continue to work, but instead called Qian Wanli to the side of the paper mill and pointed to the paper mill and said, "Wait, I will personally train these people. , You have to memorize every step of papermaking. If you learn quickly, it is estimated that the finished paper will come out tomorrow, but there are people with inherent thinking, one who does not keep it, can’t keep it!"

Qian Wanli hearing this, a little confused.

"Dean, you just said, how long will it take to make paper?"

"At most tomorrow, at least the day after tomorrow!"

"His— —!"

Qian Wanli hearing this, fiercely sucked in a cold breath, but before he could speak, Zhang Feng interrupted him directly.

"Don’t be frightened and flustered, if I tell you this thing, once you learn all of it, if you can produce three hundred kilograms of paper tomorrow, you still won’t be scared to death?"

"This is the normal operation of Academy, just get used to it slowly, but one thing, be sure to remember to me, you can not work, but your eyeballs must be stared at me! Absolutely can’t have A hint of care, understand?"

"Three days...Three hundred catties..."

Qian Wanli was a little dizzy, but more excited.

He doesn’t know the price of paper. If three hundred catties of paper can be made in three days, how much does it cost?

That one opened the Bank. After a little thought, I was shocked and numb by this astronomical figure. No wonder the dean became angry!

This damn thing, to whom, who will not get angry?

A thousand sticks of paper!

How much is three hundred catties?

He only understood at this time why the dean passed this papermaking technique to him so solemnly yesterday, if the previous papermaking technique was to pick up money.

The current papermaking technique, the money, is just like the leaves of a tree on the ground!