Chapter 3 Chapter 3 Hu Hai

Although Zhu Dan regards Qin Shihuang as her idol from the bottom of her heart, she actually doesn't know much about the history of the Qin Dynasty and only knows some important nodes.

The first is that there are too few historical materials about the Qin Dynasty, and she was tortured by reading classical Chinese in high school for a long time and could not calm down to read the boring history.

The second reason is that real history is demystifying, and Zhu Dan reads more fan fiction about Qin Shihuang.

The character Zheng Ge portrayed by my wife is so charming.

This is similar to little girls chasing after stars. They are chasing after the personality. As for who is behind this personality, please ask idols to stay away from the lives of us fans.

In addition, the original owner's memory was also vague, and Zhu Dan felt that she was stupid, like a programmed human machine - completely immersed in her own world, and unaware of the outside world.

So Zhu Dan chose to find someone else to learn about the "paper" of the Qin Dynasty.

"Records? First of all, bronze ware. All activities related to sacrifices are engraved on bronze ware." Qin Mo, whose name is Xiang Lichun, seems to be very interested in bronze ware. He talks incessantly, which changes Zhu Dan's impression that the Mohist school can only fiddle with wood.

Gradually she understood.

The Qin Dynasty respected ancestors and worshipped natural spirits. Offerings usually consisted of jade, grains, and fish, but bronze artifacts were also indispensable as witnesses.

This is its cultural value besides the practical value that bronze is the best metal weapon at this stage. Zhu Dan somewhat understood the pride of the palace people in the warehouse.

"The second is cloth." Li Yuan, another Qin Moxiang, said, "The king and nobles often use cloth to record important events. If the king takes a liking to us, we also have cloth to use. I usually use it to record some important mechanical structures."

Isn't this the design? Zhu Dan looked at him with a sharp gaze.

Xiang Liyuan took a step back: "I won't give it to you."

"I'm going to use it to draw the pattern for the dragon throne."

"...Then I'll give you some." Xiang Liyuan said reluctantly.

Xiang Lichun chuckled and quickly changed the subject: "Finally, there are bamboo slips. Ministers' memorials and other events were all written down on them with Mao pens. The nobles of the Six Kingdoms had the largest collections of books, so they often mocked us old Qin people for being vulgar and barbaric."

Zhu Dan raised an eyebrow: "Soon it won't happen."

As long as she can make the paper, the nobles of the six countries will beg them.

Suddenly, Zhu Dan thought of something and stood up in a hurry: "No, I can't wait any longer, I have to start right away."

Whether to record it or not is another matter, she has to make the toilet paper first.

Writing paper should be stiff, while toilet paper should be as soft as possible. Zhu Dan skipped over the straw in his mind - it was only April now, and focused on leaves and bamboo.

Bamboo grows fast. She remembered hearing her classmates complain that their own bamboo forest sprouted bamboo shoots so fast that they would spread to a large area if she wasn't careful.

Although there were many virgin forests in the Qin Dynasty and there was no shortage of trees for papermaking, Zhu Dan had a deep awareness of protecting the environment. By using bamboo, he no longer had to worry about large-scale papermaking destroying forests.

For example, the nobles used precious red sandalwood and huanghuali to make paper... It gives me a heart attack just thinking about it.

They can do such things, and they don't care whether it is appropriate or not.

"Xiang Lichun, Xiang Liyuan, you guys practice by making ordinary chairs first. I'll design the dragon throne later." Zhu Dan quickly sketched a few common chair structures and ran off to find someone. "Su, do you know where there's a bamboo forest? I need lots of bamboo."

Su Lue thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Zhu, please follow me."

"Senior sister, I'm going too." Gongsun Liu was originally staring at the small stool. Seeing this, he immediately said that he didn't dare to follow his senior sister to see the king, but at other times he wanted to stick to his senior sister.

Zhu Dan nodded, acquiescing in his being a little burden.

Passing a palace on the way, Zhu Dan saw from afar a young man in the courtyard holding a rope in his hand, controlling a vicious dog that was chasing and barking at the palace maids, scaring them into hiding in panic.

A girl of only eight or nine years old tripped and fell to the ground. The vicious dog immediately pounced on her and bit her.

Zhu Dan's pupils shrank, and he almost subconsciously used his spiritual sense.

The spiritual consciousness was like a giant net that strangled the vicious dog, causing it to freeze and whimper.

Zhu Dan's body was just that of a mortal, so after a moment, her external consciousness collapsed and disappeared, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Su supported her, her eyes trembling slightly: "Mr. Zhu."

Zhu Dan quickly took out a few pieces of jade from his arms and absorbed them, which made him feel better.

The vicious dog curled up into a ball, trembling.

"Feidian, bite her quickly! Why isn't she moving?" The young man pulled the rope dissatisfiedly.

However, the vicious dog seemed to have encountered its natural enemy. No matter how he urged it, it would not move. The weak prey was clearly completely trapped.

The young man threw down the rope in boredom and ran to the woman standing on the other side with a smile: "Mother, I'm hungry."

The woman took out a handkerchief and gently wiped his face: "Mother asked someone to make you some scones."

"I want to eat venison. I want to go find my father."

"good."

They paid no attention to the palace servants standing in the distance.

"Senior sister, do you know what my mother looks like?" Suddenly, Gongsun Liu's voice full of envy sounded.

Zhu Dan's throat was filled with the taste of rust. Hearing this, he looked at him and asked, "What did you say?"

Gongsun Liu clenched her fists nervously, but still said expectantly, "If my mother were still alive, she would also be so gentle and wipe my face with a handkerchief."

Zhu Dan: “…”

She raised her voice incredulously: "Is this all you saw?"

"Master, Senior Sister." Gongsun Liu was startled. "I, I..."

"Didn't you see him ordering the vicious dog to hurt people?" Zhu Dan was displeased.

Gongsun Liu said bewilderedly, "But they are just slaves."

Zhu Dan's breathing stagnated, and he closed his eyes. After a long while, he said viciously, "Don't be envious. Loving mothers often spoil their children. Don't learn from him."

"Okay, I won't learn." Gongsun Liu smiled at her ingratiatingly, "I won't learn, Senior Sister, don't be angry."

Zhu Dan felt powerless.

"Mr. Zhu, are you still going to the bamboo forest?" Su, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

"Go." Zhu Dan uttered a word.

They arrived at the bamboo forest in silence. The bamboos raised in the Xianyang Palace were particularly tall and strong. Su took out the token and instructed the palace servants to cut down the bamboos.

"Which one would you like, my Lord?" The palace servant guarding the bamboo forest smiled flatteringly.

Su looked at Zhu Dan.

Zhu Dan didn't know which type of bamboo was more suitable for making paper, so he simply picked some young and old bamboo to do a comparative experiment.

She is used to doing this kind of work of controlling variables in the world of cultivation.

Soon, the bamboo was piled up into a small hill.

Zhu Dan's bad mood improved a little. Suddenly, his eyes fixed on an old bamboo. He walked over and touched it, and it was indeed bamboo rice.

Although she knew that the saying that the phoenix was not bamboo was an exaggeration, there were very few edible things in the Qin Dynasty. At least in the Han Dynasty, there was Zhang Qian who went to the Western Regions and brought back a lot of seeds.

China is said to be a country of vast territory and abundant resources, but the rich variety of species it has today is inseparable from the wisdom of its ancestors.

Zhu Dan squatted down and picked the bamboo rice. Seeing this, Su hurried to help.

Zhu Dan said: "We will have bamboo tube rice for lunch today." It would be even better if there was bacon.

Speaking of meat, Zhu Dan thought of the young man who had just indulged the vicious dog and said he wanted to eat venison.

Venison was more precious than the mutton favored by the nobility.

Especially the young man called him father king.

Zhu Dan suddenly asked, "Su, who was that person just now?"

Su lowered her head and said, "That is the king's eighteenth son, Hu Hai."

It turned out to be this Xiao Deng!

Zhu Dan's anger, which had been raging since a while ago, immediately grew even stronger. She felt an urge to reveal to Zheng Ge the evil deeds that would make Xiao Deng infamous for eternity.

But there was a mysterious force that stopped her. Zhu Dan was stunned. Was it fate?!

Is the fate of the death of Qin II unchangeable?

No, Zhu Dan's eyes hesitated for only a moment. As long as Brother Zheng was alive, no one could surpass him.

"I'll take care of you sooner or later." Zhu Dan secretly swore in his heart.

She even killed Old Deng, who had lived in the world of cultivation for so many years, so how could she not do anything to a young Deng?

When they returned to their residence, Xiang Lichun and Xiang Limo were polishing a chair.

Zhu Dan's eyes lit up. This chair looked like an enlarged version of a stool, but with an extra backrest, and it was much more exquisite.

She immediately understood why Qin Mo had looked at the stool with disgust.

Seeing Xiang Lichun was about to carve something on the chair, Zhu Dan quickly said, "Don't do anything fancy. The most important thing about a chair is that it's practical. Do you understand practicality? Let me sit on it and try it out."

Xiang Lichun gave her a sad look.

Zhu Dan ignored her and sat down.

She remembered a statement on the Internet, which was derived from the story of Jing Ke sitting cross-legged while assassinating Qin Shi Huang.

It is said that people in the Qin Dynasty wore open-crotch pants, so they had to kneel down to sit, otherwise their clothes would be exposed and considered indecent.

In fact, there were crotch-closed trousers in the Qin Dynasty, but they were generally worn when riding horses. People wore whatever was comfortable for daily wear. After all, although the Qin Dynasty had silk, it was limited by backward textile technology and could not produce fine fabrics suitable for close-fitting wear.

They also wear robes inside and skirts or deep clothes outside, which cover themselves tightly. The so-called open-crotch pants are similar to stockings and are used to keep the calves warm.

Zhu Dan took note of this and thought it could be moved forward. It felt weird without underwear.

After trying it, I found the chair to be quite stable, but the backrest doesn't quite fit the curve of the human body.

Zhu Dan's heart moved, he stood up and said to Su: "You try it."

The two Qin Mos showed dissatisfaction on their faces, while Su Ze took a step back: "Master Zhu, you are joking. I am not worthy of you."

"It's just a chair." Zhu Dan tried to pull Su, but Su hid even further away.

She said helplessly, "This chair is unprecedented. One person sitting on it can only point out one flaw. The more people try it out, the better it will be. This chair is to be presented to His Majesty. How can the dignified First Emperor not use the best?"

Upon hearing this, the dissatisfaction on Xiang Lichun and Xiang Liyuan's faces faded, and they became thoughtful.

The Mohist school of thought advocates universal love and non-aggression. Even though Su was not a commoner but a slave, in that era, slaves were not considered individuals at all.

Finally, Su sat down tremblingly.

Zhu Dan felt even more helpless. Her body was hanging in the air and only half of her buttocks was touched.

Since Su was of no use, Zhu Dan had to do it herself. She talked about some ergonomic considerations of chairs and emphasized that the chair back should be able to support the waist.

In order to make it more vivid, she grabbed Xiang Lichun's arm and took him to touch his waist and back, wanting him to feel it, but Xiang Lichun was scared and stepped back.

Zhu Dan was speechless. Considering the open-mindedness of the ancients, she didn't even hold his hand, but let him touch his own back.

"Forget it, you can figure it out by yourselves." Zhu Dan took Su to make paper.

Three hundred years have passed, and a lot of knowledge has been forgotten, but she still remembers how to soak the pulp and make paper. She can try other things slowly.

It seems that bamboo needs to be soaked for many days, so they can try tree leaves and bamboo leaves first.

But before throwing the bamboo leaves into the vat, Zhu Dan had an idea: "Soaking them like this is too slow. The fibers inside are used for papermaking. Why not steam them in a pot?"

"Wait a minute! It seems that alkaline liquid is used to cook it in the pot?" Zhu Dan dug out another key from his distant memory.

There is nothing much to say about alkaline liquid. The most easily available one is wood ash.

So Su took Zhu Dan to the kitchen.

The small kitchen set up in the palace and the chefs and ingredients equipped with it were all Qin Shihuang's preferential treatment for the alchemists. Now, thanks to Zhu Dan, everything is back to normal, but a chef with a strong background has been transferred away, leaving only another honest chef.

Zhu Dan does whatever he is told to do.

This job was not easy to do in the kitchen, so she simply asked the palace servants to set up a few stoves outside and boiled several pots of leaves, observing the effects of different alkaline liquid ratios and steaming times. She didn't let go until her stomach started to growl, then she let go and asked the palace servants to boil the pot that worked best.

As for her, she pulled Su and started to grill bamboo rice.

People in the Qin Dynasty did not eat lunch, but she did.

Bamboo tube rice is very simple. Even if Zhu Dan remembers the complicated recipe, it is useless at this stage because the conditions do not allow it.

So I just do whatever I can get my hands on.

Bamboo rice, corn and meat.

The meat was mutton, and it had a strong fishy smell, so Zhu Dan marinated it with ginger, scallions, and chives.

The bamboo tube rice that came out at the end was really good.

It is impossible to completely remove the odor, but Zhu Dan is already very satisfied.

Su refused to come to the table, so no feedback could be seen. However, Gongsun Liu, who was eating at the same table with Zhu Dan, looked very satisfied. He ate with big mouthfuls and didn't even raise his head.

The pig-like way he ate made Zhu Dan think of Hu Hai, who was a few years older than him.

She had asked Su before, and found out that Hu Hai was only nine years old at the moment. As children, her junior brother was much more well-behaved and sensible than Hu Hai.

Why can the other party eat venison, but her junior brother can only eat mutton which has such a strong fishy smell?

After the chair is made and given to Zheng Ge, ask him for venison. It would be best to take away all the venison that Hu Hai wants to eat.