Zhao Jun looked up at the door for a moment until he was discovered by someone inside.

"Zhao, Lord Zhao."

The old man said tremblingly and bowed hurriedly.

"I haven't congratulated you on your promotion yet. How come you have time to come to the Mo family today? Are you going to make something again?"

The old man complimented him first, then asked.

"Yes, there is something to be made. As for Juzi, I believe he will be very interested in something like this today."

Zhao Jun smiled excitedly and turned around but didn't see Juzi in the yard.

"Juzi has been studying the wood magpie for some time. Please wait a moment, sir. I will send someone to call it." The old man waved to the person next to him to call it.

Not long after, Juzi came out. He looked the same as the last time we met, except that the black dust on his face was heavier, and the ponytail on his shoulder was gone.

"Sir, are you looking for me to make something again? If it's simple, I can ask someone else to do it for you. I'm currently researching something that can fly, so I don't have much time."

The old man next to him secretly pushed him, paying attention to his identity.

Although Mozi was polite, there was still a hint of dissatisfaction on his face, as the development of his wooden magpie was at a critical stage.

Zhao Jun seemed not to hear his complaint and only asked one question.

"Where are your braids?"

She looked at the man in front of her. His hair was cut into a buzz cut, making him look even more brave and tough.

"Oh, this one. I found it troublesome to make things, so I just cut them all off." Juzi said indifferently.

"Okay." He was quite ruthless, cutting it so short.

Then Zhao Jun put away his teasing tone and spoke seriously.

"I've brought you a one-of-a-kind invention today. If it can be made, it could change the entire country and even history. I wonder if you're interested."

"Change history?" Juzi asked.

"Can this thing compare to the wooden magpie that can fly in the sky forever?"

Although Juzi was somewhat attracted by Zhao Jun's words, he had not yet forgotten the wooden magpie that he had studied halfway.

"Of course." Zhao Jun said affirmatively.

"Is the wooden magpie you're researching just capable of flying in the sky? What's its purpose? Can it carry objects or people, or is it just capable of flying?"

Zhao Jun asked in return, at this time, the Mohist research on flying things should be quite limited, and it certainly cannot carry objects or people.

"This, for now, is not possible."

Juzi was speechless. When he first created this thing, he had never thought about what it could be used for.

"But what I'm working on now is called papermaking. Once it's fully developed, it will benefit many people. It's a very practical invention."

A practical invention? Juzi thought for a moment.

Yes, isn’t it practical to make things yourself?

I have been researching for half a year but have not achieved any significant results. What I have researched is of no use, so why bother making it?

Juzi figured it out, so he enthusiastically began to ask Zhao Jun what he was going to do this time.

The two sat on the wooden chairs in the yard and chatted enthusiastically.

The old man watching from the side also breathed a sigh of relief. Juzi was sometimes too stubborn. Fortunately, he didn't have much contact with people, otherwise he would have offended everyone long ago.

Zhao Jun sat down and talked with Juzi about the role of papermaking and the basic raw materials and processes required.

Time was short and she had no tools or raw materials, so she could only give a simple oral description. The most important thing was to quickly prepare everything and start the experiment.

Although Zhao Jun only gave a brief oral account, what he said was enough to attract Ju Zi.

Papermaking, snow-white paper, easy writing, low cost, reduces the difficulty of reading.

This was simply the greatest invention he had ever seen!

Ju Zi announced that everything he had studied before was bullshit!

Now he is going to devote himself to the study of papermaking!

"Sir, you are amazing. How did you come up with something like this? This is simply the greatest invention."

Mozi chattered on and on.

Well, there's no need to be so excited. Zhao Jun felt ashamed to hear him belittle his previous invention in such a way.

"Master, there's no need to be so excited. Maybe there will be better inventions in the future. There's still room for improvement." Zhao Jun nodded calmly.

"A better invention!" Juzi shouted excitedly.

"What could be better than this? You are truly amazing, sir."

Juzi asked excitedly, about to dig out the better things in Zhao Jun's hand.

"Oh, don't be so impatient. Inspiration doesn't come instantly. For now, let's just make the paper successfully."

Zhao Jun looked at the excited people and shook his head helplessly. It turned out that every silent man has a chatty little princess in his heart.

Juzi was excited for a while, but soon regained his composure.

Yes, the most important thing is to make paper as soon as possible.

According to Zhao Jun's description, he quickly asked people to make papermaking tools.

The tools are not complicated, mainly including a cellar for pounding, a rack for washing and drying paper, and a square wooden board to ensure that the paper is flat.

The second thing is the raw materials needed for papermaking. Zhao Jun has already told the purchasing people about this and will collect some bark, linen and the like from Xianyang City.

You don't need a lot for now, just enough for Mozi's experiments.

When Zhao Jun came out from the excited Juzi, it was almost dark.

She walked all the way to the Six Kingdoms Palace in the back, wondering if Qingliu had chosen a house.

It was not until she finally reached the last palace that she discovered Qingliu standing at the door.

This is Zhiyang Palace. She looked up at the plaque on the palace gate.

"My lord, you are back. Nei Shi Sun told me to choose a palace with better privacy. This one is in a corner, very close to the palace, but a little smaller. I wonder what your lordship thinks." Qingliu led her into the hall, talking as they walked.

Zhao Jun looked around. It was much bigger than the original house. Everyone had a separate room, and the room she lived in even had a side hall.

"No objection, fine." Zhao Jun nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good, sir. I've already cleaned up the room and you can move in tonight. I didn't ask anyone to touch your things from your old room; they're still there. I'll have someone move them in when you have time to tidy them up."

Qingliu spoke comprehensively.

"Okay, well done."

Zhao Jun was satisfied. Look, having more assistants is such a good thing.

"By the way, you probably haven't been to school and can't read."

Zhao Jun asked, she herself still needs to study hard every night to learn to read, so Qingliu will naturally have to study too if she wants to help her in the future.

"No, sir." Qingliu lowered his head with a little shame.

"Well, I'll give you some enlightenment books later. Study them carefully and try to learn them as soon as possible."

"Really? Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir."

Qingliu was so excited that she was about to kneel down to Zhao Jun, but was stopped by Zhao Jun.

She never thought that one day she would be able to read and write. This was all thanks to Zhao Jun.

Qingliu thought silently, and was so moved that he couldn't sleep well all night. He became more determined to work hard to repay the adults.