"This inferior paper only costs three and a half taels."
Zhao Jun handed the paper to Li Si next to him and asked him to take a closer look.
"Three sons?!" Li Si was speechless.
He looked again at the inferior paper in his hand, which was obviously not as good as white paper. The paper was also very thin, but a little rough and dark yellow.
The quality should be very good. This one only needs three pieces?
The price difference is huge.
Li Si couldn't believe it.
The people around couldn't believe it, especially the few civil officials who had just said they wanted to buy paper.
They also passed the paper around and looked at it a few times, and found that the quality was indeed not as good as white paper.
But the price is really too cheap. If white paper can only be bought for collection, then this kind of paper is not a problem even if you use it for writing every day.
The person who just said he wanted to buy paper asked again when the paper would be on sale.
"Don't worry, everyone. The Mohists have fully mastered this papermaking technology and can produce thousands of sheets of paper a day. I have reported to the king today that I plan to open a papermaking workshop in Xianyang specifically for mass production."
Zhao Jun said to Ying Zheng above, now that the technology has been broken through, the next step is mass production.
"Lord Zhao, this move is truly beneficial to the country and the people. If paper could really be produced in large quantities and at a low price, wouldn't everyone in Qin be able to read?"
As a civil official, Li Si cared most about reading. When he was young, he had very few books to read. It was not until he came to the Jixia Academy that he could read poetry and books in abundance.
Nowadays, paper is so convenient and cheap. It is a great thing for readers.
"Zhao Qing and the Mo family have made great contributions. Papermaking has benefited the present generation and generations to come. I am truly honored to have such loyal ministers. You and Li Si will jointly oversee the construction of the papermaking workshop."
Ying Zheng looked at the people below and spoke solemnly.
"In addition, 10% of the profits from the papermaking workshop will be distributed to the Mohist School as their operating expenses. As for Mr. Zhao, I grant you a verbal order. I will fulfill any of your requests within my ability."
Ying Zheng lavishly rewarded Zhao Jun and Mo Jia, and even gave them an unprecedented reward, the emperor's promise.
But the audience didn't react much, as the changes brought about by papermaking were truly earth-shaking.
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