"Master Zhao, we've thoroughly researched the art of papermaking. Come and take a look! This is so much more beautiful than the previous paper!"
Juzi said excitedly while pulling Zhao Jun to the workshop at the back.
When Zhao Jun heard this, he was also very excited and followed him to the back.
Only Qingliu, who was standing behind, had a slightly complicated look in his eyes.
Why is this tycoon so clumsy and seems to have no rules?
But seeing that the adults didn't react at all, I guess they didn't care.
Of course Zhao Jun didn't care. This was just normal work contact.
Especially when she saw the improved paper made by Mo Jia, she excitedly hit Ju Zi's arm twice.
"Master, you guys are amazing! This is such a great improvement."
She held the newest piece of paper. The surface of the paper was white and smooth, and it looked almost the same as the paper made with modern technology.
More importantly, this is pure handmade paper, which feels heavy to the touch, and that is the craftsman's heritage.
"This is the best version we can currently make, but it's a bit more expensive. Take a look here."
Juzi then took her to another storage cabinet nearby.
"This one here is cheap, and after some improvements, it's pretty good. It's perfect for normal writing."
The other type of paper also looks better than the first edition. At least the paper surface looks smooth, but the color is slightly darker and yellower.
But it doesn't matter, as long as the price is cheap.
"Okay, this one is also good. The cheaper ones are easier to enter the market. Selling to ordinary people is the most important thing."
This was also Zhao Jun's original intention of making paper, which was to enable ordinary people to afford paper and read books.
"As for the good ones, they should of course be sold to those who have money."
To fleece the rich, the price must be as high as possible.
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