The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

? He didn't care about copying the ancient book anymore, but took Jiang Chan and talked about this movable type printing.

Jiang Chan thought about it for a long time in combination with the records about movable type printing that he saw in the Chinese documents. "I think we can make mud type, engrave the desired character on the typeface, then burn it, and finally typeset it in the dial, it should be done."

The more Jiang Sen thought about it, the more he found it feasible. He walked around in the study with his hands behind his back, wishing to see the finished typefaces with his own eyes now. Looking at Jiang Sen so anxiously, Lin gave him a trick.

"Isn't there a brick kiln for making pottery in town? You can go there and ask first to see if someone can make such a typeface? It's not too late for you to make plans later."

Jiang Sen immediately went to the brick kiln in Zhendong with his uncle as if he had won the trust. It is rare to see Jiang Sen so caring about what he eats, and Jiang Chan is very surprised.

Lin glanced at Jiang Chan, ‘your dad, he’s really excited. When he really fiddles with these things according to what you said, he’ll be fine after this fresh enthusiasm. ’

Jiang Chan was silent.

Since Jiang Chan casually said something about movable type printing, Jiang Sen took care of it, and ran to the brick kiln in Zhendong whenever he had time. On weekdays, his friends called out that he would not go to the party. 35xs

Several of Jiang Sen's friends took heart. This afternoon, just after school, Jiang Sen was ready to leave the college after a while, but was stopped by some friends such as Li Ruisi.

Li Ruisi was still wearing a fan in this cold weather, and the fox stared at Jiang Sen with a smile but a smile, "Jinzhi, there is something wrong with you recently, what are you up to?"

"Yeah, it's still a secret, what are you messing up with?"

"I think you always go to Zhendong recently. Apart from the brick kiln, what else is there to look good in Zhendong?"

"Why don't you have any great beauty in this brick kiln?"

Jiang Sen frowned, "Go go, can you say this kind of things casually? Do you want to know? I'll take you to see and see."

This is also Jiang Sen's early thought, good things should be shared with friends.

As soon as Jiang Sen said this, everyone knew that there was something strange, and they all followed Jiang Sen to the brick kiln in Zhendong.

The owner of the brick kiln burst into laughter as soon as he saw Jiang Sen. Recently, Jiang Sen is his chief customer here and has taken care of a lot of his business. Especially with this mud type, he has made a lot of money.

"Master Jiang, I have prepared all the movable type for you, do you think you want to take it back now?"

Although I don't understand what Jiang Sen wants this clay type to do, they have to supply what the guests want. Jiang Sen glanced at a few friends who were still puzzled, and unceremoniously stuffed the muddy type that the host's house had moved into the arms of a few people.

He is worried that no one will help transport back to Jiang's Mansion today, is there no ready-made candidate to send it up? The corners of Jiang Sen's mouth curled up. Is his excitement so beautiful?

After all, this thing is made of clay, and it is still very heavy. The expressions of several friends changed, and a group of six people, holding six big boxes, went back to Jiang's house panting.

Literati are all like this, almost all of them are weak. After arriving at Jiang's house, after drinking several bowls of tea in a row, Li Ruisi felt relieved.

Li Ruisi wiped his sweat. "I'll say yes first, if it's not something strange, I'll leave immediately."

"That's right, you are still pulling us to do coolies for you, brother Jin, you are not kind."

Jiang Sen waved his hand, "Don't worry about it, don't worry about it! Jiang Zhong! Jiang Zhong!"

Jiang Zhong is naturally uncle loyal. Hearing Jiang Sen's summons, he immediately brought two square iron pans over. There were also a few paper bags in the iron pans. Mother Wang followed with two iron plates, and she was stunned to see everyone in the hall.

Jiang Chan supported Lin and walked slowly behind him. When Lin came in, he saw the wooden boxes, and his eyes immediately lit up, "Is the font ready?"

"Isn't it? A few friends helped to move back."

Jiang Sen was not the one who crossed the river and demolished the bridge. He pointed to the five friends who were tired and paralyzed on the chair of the teacher, and let Jiang Chan see him. Several people received Jiang Chan's gift, and they were busy sitting upright.

"Little cicada, shall we start?"

Jiang Chan naturally nodded and agreed. She brought the ancient book that Jiang Sen and Li Ruisi had borrowed a few days ago and turned to the front page. There were quite a few words, so it happened to start from this page.

Uncle Zhong was very insightful and brought the framed iron plate over. Jiang Chan easily opened the paper bags on it, which contained a dusty potion.

Ma Wang and Uncle Zhong spread the potion evenly on the bottom of the iron plate. Jiang Sen was already looking for the corresponding typeface against the ancient book. After finding the corresponding typeface, he placed the typeset on the iron plate according to the typeset of the ancient book. Put it on the plate.

How many people understand now? Li Ruisi took a deep breath and squeezed it away. Jiang Sen grasped a font and looked at it carefully~www.wuxiamtl.com~ He discovered that these fonts are all the same size, with words engraved on the top, and the font is reversed. Engraved, if it is turned over and stained with ink, isn't it the correct word?

Now Jiang Sen was completely surrounded by five friends, and it didn't take long for one page to be typeset. Jiang Chan pursed his lips and greeted Uncle Zhong to bake with fire on the bottom of the typeset iron plate, so that the medicine in the bottom plate melted slightly.

Then the iron plate that Wang Ma just brought in was flattened literally, so that it became the real version. Then it was time to brush the ink. Li Ruisi had to grab Jiang Sen's job this time, holding an inkstone and brushing the ink on the font.

A very talkative friend didn't speak anymore. He quickly picked up a piece of paper with his eyesight and hand, and covered it with the ink-brushed font quickly and accurately, and then gently pressed it to peel off the piece of paper.

Jiang Sen had already sat down on the side, shaking his head and watching how many people were busy. Li Ruisi leaned over and took a look, all of them were very clear, much faster than copying a book seriously.

His slender fox narrowed his eyes and saw Jiang Sen who was sitting aside for a while, "Jinzhi, why didn't I know you still have such a talent?"

Jiang Sen blew the tea leaves in the tea bowl, "This is our little..."

Lin's eyes quickly pinched Jiang Sen's arm, Jiang Sen's fingers trembled, and he immediately changed his mouth, "I tried to figure it out, how can you easily see it?"

Li Ruisi could see Lin's actions naturally. He squinted his eyes. Since Lin refused to say it, it is probably her reason. Besides, Jiang Sen has already taken hold of him, and there is nothing to ask about it. mean.

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