yes.
He held the bamboo slips in his hands every day to review them, and his wrists were sore and he felt extremely tired.
And the bamboo slips were piled up in piles on the table and on the ground.
It looks like a small hill.
He felt a lot of pressure every time he saw it.
If all bamboo slips were replaced with paper...
When Ying Zheng thought of that scene, he suddenly felt his wrist lighten a little!
"Sir! Can these sheets of paper be bound into a book?!"
"sure."
Qi Pan said, "The books we read, the notebooks we write in, the exercise books we use, etc., aren't they all in books?"
"Wait here for a moment, I'll show it to you."
After saying that, she put down the paper in her hand, stood up, trotted into the inn and went upstairs.
After running into the room, Qipan squatted in front of the suitcase.
He took out a blank notebook from inside and went downstairs.
"Here! Let me show you!"
Qi Pan ran to Ying Zheng and handed him the notebook.
Zhao Gao, who had been watching secretly from the side, widened his eyes when he saw this book!
This this this......
This entire booklet is bound with paper?
Ying Zheng lowered his head and looked at the booklet in his hand.
Every sheet of paper in the booklet is as thin as a cicada's wing.
The paper is smooth and free of impurities.
With a hint of yellow.
"Sir... sir, this paper... the craftsmanship of making this paper is so superb?!"
It turns out that the paper the gentleman was talking about looked like this.
This is indeed many times lighter than bamboo slips and cloth.
If his Great Qin could also produce such high-quality paper, he could carry out government affairs in a carriage when he went out.
While on the road, he dealt with some of the state affairs.
If this paper is made into a book, it can not only be carried with you, but also circulated at any time.
And the teacher also said that preserving books is much more convenient and simple than preserving bamboo slips!
Qi Pan said, "Of course, technology is advanced now."
“The paper produced by the paper mill is definitely getting better and better.”
"Those professional machines and equipment are definitely different from mine."
"I'm just tinkering with it, trying to come up with something for emergency use."
She didn't want to get her butt into trouble again.
"cough........"
Ying Zheng asked, "Then are the raw materials for this kind of paper also made of bamboo, tree bark, hemp, rags, and old fishing nets?"
"yes."
But after thinking about it, Qi Pan added, "Well... I can't say for sure."
"Maybe there will be some improvements, but I haven't learned about it yet, so I can't guarantee it."
"I see..."
Ying Zheng asked, "What is the process for making this paper?"
"Oh, pound and chop all the raw materials, bamboo, bark, rags, etc."
Qi Pan said, "Put it in the boiler and boil it until it becomes pulp."
"Then the pulp is soaked in water to make a slurry, and then the pulp is scooped up with bamboo mats, and the pulp is interwoven on the bamboo mats to form thin sheets of wet paper."
"Just wait for it to dry or dry in the sun, then you can peel it off and use it."
oh?
Chop and mash?
pulp?
Bamboo mat?
Ying Zheng asked in confusion, "What is this bamboo mat?"
“Hey, this is it.”
Qi Pan pointed at the paper-pasted things drying in the sun and said, "The bamboo mat is placed under the paper."
"I had Eleven and Twelve chop bamboo and weave it for several days and nights."
Ying Zheng turned his head and looked to the other side, flipping through the paper-made numbers eleven and twelve.
Eleven and Twelve had been watching this side silently. When they noticed Ying Zheng's gaze, they looked over and nodded.
"That's right."
The bamboo mat was not easy to weave. They spent several nights to make just this little bit.
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Ying Zheng looked at Qi Pan again, "You've worked hard, sir."
"Well, it's a bit hard."
Qi Pan nodded and said, "Take me to Xianyang later and treat me to milk tea."
"Huh? Wha...what?"
Ying Zheng blinked in confusion.
How did the topic suddenly turn to going to Xianyang for milk tea?
this......
He's not ready yet!
"What? You don't want to buy me milk tea?"
Qi Pan opened his eyes and stared at Ying Zheng.
ah......
this.......
“No, no…”
This is not a question of whether to treat me to milk tea or not!
If there is milk tea in Xianyang, he can afford not only one cup, but even ten or a hundred cups!
I'd love to invite you too!
Please pray and drink if you are willing!
But the key is, this is Daqin!
No milk tea!
Xianyang is not a tourist resort!
Why?
etc!
milk tea?
Ying Zheng suddenly asked, "Sir, this milk tea... can you make it? What kind do you like?"
"Yes."
Qi Pan nodded, "I prefer to drink brown sugar pearl milk tea recently."
“I can do it, but…”
"What is it?"
Ying Zheng asked.
Qi Pan said, "It's this pearl...I don't have it."
"You don't have any in this inn, so you can't do it even if you want to."
“Ah…Is that so…”
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