Pei Zhongwen soon went to pay a visit to Prince Yun with Sun Bai.
At this time, Fu Jun was sitting at the desk. He looked like he had encountered some difficulties and was staring at the blank table in front of him in a daze.
Ah Si didn't say anything, but he knew in his heart that the King of Qi's birthday would be coming soon.
In front of his young master was a congratulatory letter that had been written long ago.
This is indeed what Fu Yun was thinking about.
It is easy to write a congratulatory message, but I get stuck when it comes to writing what kind of gift to offer.
He glanced at the scroll beside him and sighed, "When I was in the capital, I could have simply sent my father a piece of music or poetry, or a carefully collected musical instrument, to please him. But now, it's a bit more difficult."
Upon hearing this, the personal guard Ah Si softly suggested, "Young Master, you've learned a lot from the fairyland. Wouldn't it be nice to pick one out and offer it to us?"
Fu Jun shook his head but did not speak.
Because there are some things that cannot be explained clearly even to one's most trusted guards.
Although Prince Yun was not very prominent among the many princes of the King of Qi, birthday celebrations were often not about who could give the best gift, but about who could give the gift that pleased the King the most.
To put it another way, don't be disliked, but don't be annoying either.
As a person who is determined to be a nobody, Fu Yun hopes to be as mediocre as possible. He would rather not stand out and be lost in the crowd than to be hated.
The scale in between is not easy to control.
Whatever he saw in Langyun, whether it was poetry, songs, or operas and dramas, he could bring out every one of them. In this way, he could imagine with his eyes closed that he would make a big splash at the birthday banquet.
There may be endless troubles behind.
Gongzi Yun couldn't help but sigh, leaning back in his chair with his head held high, muttering, "Sometimes, being too good is a mistake."
Ah Si lowered his head silently.
Even though he had heard it many times, he still couldn't get used to such ordinary words.
Just then, Pei Erlang and Sun Bai came to pay their respects.
Fu Jun quickly suppressed all his emotions and smiled gently: "It's you guys, is everyone here and ready to start the banquet?" As he said that, he was about to stand up.
Then Pei Zhongwen said, "Sir, the students taking the exams in Langyun have not arrived yet. I came here to discuss something with you."
After hearing this, Fu Yun sat back down and said, "What's the matter? Master Pei, just tell me the truth."
Pei Zhongwen didn't want to beat around the bush and simply handed over the book that Sun Bai had just given him, and then said, "Please take a look at this, sir."
Gongzi Yun took it and looked through it. His first reaction was also: "This is beautifully written."
But soon, he noticed the difference in the paper.
She reached out and touched it, then picked it up and looked at it in the sunlight. Fu Jun was surprised and asked, "Where did this come from?"
Pei Zhongwen glanced at Sun Bai, and Sun Langjun understood what he meant. He took two steps forward, bowed properly, and then told him everything about the Fenghe County Paper Mill.
Fu Yun had actually heard about this matter. After all, Jiangyi County and Fenghe County were not far apart, and any movement on either side could not be concealed from the other.
However, the surrounding counties and prefectures paid more attention to Fenghe County's sand and gravel plant, brick factory, and the fairy temple under construction, and few people paid attention to this newly opened paper mill.
Now it seems that it was an oversight.
So Gongzi Yun asked, "Do you know the output of this paper mill?"
Sun Bai had just replied to Pei Zhongwen, and his current explanation was the same: "It's higher than ordinary workshops, but the exact figure is unclear."
"What's the price?"
"They have several types to choose from. The paper the students bought this time is mostly in-between, about the same price as regular paper." The voice paused. "But they do have cheaper ones, which are more plentiful, but they're not as easy to write on as this."
Fu Yun stopped talking and just lowered her head to stroke the paper on the book.
The price is about the same, but the production process is obviously very different from before.
And from what Sun Bai said, they not only produced ordinary paper, but also produced cheaper...
Gongzi Yun quickly looked at Sun Bai and said with a smile, "If it weren't for you, I would have missed this opportunity. Now it's great. I'm afraid the literary world of Da Qi will flourish again."
After hearing this, Pei Zhongwen lowered his eyes to hide his surprise.
His original purpose in coming to see Fu Yun was to explain to him the changes that this paper could bring, but now after listening to what Master Yun said, he obviously figured it out on his own and didn't need anyone's guidance at all.
When we were in the capital before, the Seventh Young Master seemed low-key, but now it seems that he is obviously very smart, even smarter than the other young masters.
Sun Bai was a little confused: "Please forgive my ignorance, I don't quite understand what you said."
Fu Yun smiled and said, "You should have learned these days that scholars compete not only with talent and literary talent, but also with wealth. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so difficult for a noble son to emerge from a humble family."
Upon hearing this, Sun Bai nodded in agreement.
He didn't feel it deeply before. After all, he was the son of an official family and had been wealthy since childhood. It was a bit difficult to ask him to understand the suffering of the people.
But since he went to Fenghe County, he has been refreshing his knowledge every day.
Not to mention anything else, just when he was teaching arithmetic in the factory, he found that many of the farmers who were previously thought to have no talent for learning were actually quite talented, and many women were even better at keeping accounts than men.
At that time, Sun Bai went to ask them why they didn't study hard and take the imperial examinations, which would be easier than working in the fields.
The results were the same -
"Without money at home, how can we afford the tuition? Without the tuition, no private school will accept us."
"It's okay to pay for the tuition, but we can't afford any of the writing brushes, inkstones, and paper."
"Books are so expensive, I can't bear to look down on them."
In short, there is no money.
This was a little hard to imagine for Sun Bai, who came from a wealthy family, but he was well aware that some roads were blocked from these poor families from the beginning, with signs saying "No Road Allowed" on them.
Now, Sun Bai thought about the questions Pei Zhongwen and Gongzi Yun had just asked, and soon his eyes lit up: "Young Master, what you mean is that if paper can flourish, more people will be able to afford to read?"
Gongzi Yun nodded slightly. "Let's not talk about the quality, just the price. If it can be lowered, then the corresponding price of books will also become cheaper. Then more people will be able to afford it, and more people will be able to read it."
Sun Bai pondered for a moment and said, "I just don't know how much paper production there is in Fenghe County."
At this time, Pei Zhongwen whispered: "No matter what the output is, the price of paper will be lower."
They both looked over and asked, "Why?"
Pei Zhongwen spoke calmly, "The reason something is so expensive, besides the cost, is because of the stability of demand. Take paper, for example. Aside from government papermaking, most private papermaking is done by hand. Production is low, and prices are high. Larger paper mills won't actively lower prices because they know people need paper to read. Qi State only has a limited number of different types of paper, so there's no choice, so prices naturally remain high."
Sun Baifu said to himself: "It's like the numerator gets bigger, but the denominator doesn't change, so the more you divide it, the bigger it gets."
Lord Pei didn't know what the numerator and denominator meant, so he just nodded and quickly continued, "Now that Fenghe County Paper Mill has finished its product, and the quality is quite high, as long as its reputation spreads, it will naturally sell extremely well. By then, other merchants who rely on huge profits from papermaking will find it difficult not to lower their prices, and it will also force them to improve their papermaking methods. The quality of paper will continue to improve in the future."
These words, one after another, contained a huge amount of information for Sun Bai, who had not yet embarked on a career in politics.
He fell silent, pondering it carefully in his mind, digesting it bit by bit.
Fu Yun looked at Pei Zhongwen, wanting to ask why this Lord Pei knew so much about business.
Then he quickly realized that Pei Zhongwen was not only the son of Mr. Pei, but his mother Xu's family was also a famous wealthy family in Qi State.
Maybe, this is what the immortal said, heredity?
Gongzi Yun suddenly felt that Pei Zhongwen began to emit golden light.
But he quickly retracted his gaze, stood up and said, "Ah Si, go prepare the carriage, we are going to Fenghe County."
"yes."
Gongzi Yun also quickly stepped out of the door. Sun Bai walked behind him and asked Pei Zhongwen in a low voice, "What about the banquet that the master is hosting?"
Pei Zhongwen replied softly: "It's okay. Jiangyi County is not far from Fenghe County. You can go back and forth in one day. Anyway, the students from Qi State also need to rest and adjust in Jiangyi County. The same applies to the banquet you hold tomorrow." Then his voice paused. Pei Erlang seemed to have thought of something. He turned around and called a servant over to give him a few instructions.
So, when Gongzi Yun got on the carriage, he saw not only Ah Si, but also a big bowl of mutton soup on the low table.
In fact, Fu Yun had been hungry for a long time, but because things happened one after another, he didn't have time to eat.
Seeing a bowl of hot soup made with Jiangyi County's specialty lamb, he couldn't help but ask, "Who prepared this?"
Ah Si replied, "Lord Pei sent it."
Fu Jun lowered the curtain and sat on the cushion. Without saying anything, she just picked up the spoon and ate the soup.
By the time they arrived at Fenghe County, they had just finished a bowl of soup.
Outside, Sun Bai's voice came in: "We're here."
Fu Jun stood up, opened the curtain and got out of the car.
Then when he looked up, his originally calm expression changed and his eyes widened.
It’s not that there’s anything particularly rare about the rebuilt city in Fenghe County. After all, Gongzi Yun came from the capital, had been to Jiangyi County, and had seen how strong the city walls of the border counties were. Now, the high walls of Fenghe County, at least from the outside, didn’t look too rare.
But the problem is, only a few months have passed.
There are new city walls, new roads, new houses, and bustling crowds of people.
Even though I've heard about the amazing reconstruction of Fenghe County, seeing is believing.
Who would have thought that the county town, which was in ruins after the earth dragon turned over, could recover so quickly.
When the governor of Zhuang County heard the news, he hurried to the city gate to welcome him, and when he arrived, he quickly apologized.
Gongzi Yun ate well, and his mood was also good. He smiled and said, "It's okay. I just wanted to come over and take a look on a whim. I didn't tell the Zhuang County Magistrate, so I was rude."
The governor of Zhuang County said he dared not to.
Then Fu Yun said, "I came here to see the paper used in Fenghe County."
Actually, he was referring to the paper mill, but County Magistrate Zhuang misunderstood and said with a smile, "Sir, have you also heard about the new academy in the county?"
Fu Jun was stunned, but still said, "Tell me."
Then, the prefect Zhuang said, "This academy was founded by a scholar named Mo in the county. The subjects they teach are closely related to people's livelihood. To demonstrate the court's grace and to ensure that the people can learn a skill as soon as possible so that they can resume their normal lives, all paper used is provided free of charge by Fenghe County."
This statement actually has two meanings.
One is to tell Gongzi Yun that Fenghe County attaches great importance to the education of people's customs, and the other is to reveal the importance that County Magistrate Zhuang attaches to the academy through free paper.
Fu Yun had never heard of this place before, so she was particularly curious: "Can you take me there to have a look?"
The Zhuang prefect was naturally eager to showcase his achievements, and immediately said, "Please follow me, young master."
The academy was not far from the city gate and we arrived there quickly.
The crowd did not disturb the people who were studying inside, but walked in quietly and only looked into the classroom through the window.
Then I saw the "students" studying inside.
Although he is a student, he is very different from ordinary scholars.
Not to mention Fenghe County, the scholars in the entire Qi State actually dressed similarly, wearing long gowns, holding folding fans, and wearing square scarves on their heads. You can always tell at a glance that they are scholars.
But now there are basically no people sitting inside dressed like this.
Just by taking a quick glance, Fu Jun could see that some people were wearing silk and satin, some were wearing coarse linen, and some were obviously farmers. The calluses on their hands were clearly visible, but they were conscientiously using their thick fingers to hold pens that seemed to be made of charcoal sticks, writing and drawing on paper.
The paper they used did not look as fine as the ones Sun Bai bought, but it was smoother than ordinary paper.
More importantly, the quantity is really large.
Everyone had a stack of paper at hand, and they would write on it with a charcoal stick. When it was full, they would move to the next one, and they didn't seem to feel sorry at all.
Gongzi Yun asked, "Is that also Fenghe paper?"
County Magistrate Zhuang nodded.
Gongzi Yun took another look at this unusual school, but did not enter. He simply said to Zhuang Jun Shou, "Let me see the paper you produce here."
"Yes, please follow me, sir."
Soon they went to the backyard of the school. Since Master Mo was not in the academy today, it was Shi Yun, the eldest son of the Shi family, who came out to greet them.
He directly took out several types of paper that were sent over there and placed them in front of everyone.
Gongzi Yun was the first to look over.
I saw that the papers in front of me were all different. Even without touching them, I could tell the difference just by the color.
Some are yellowish, some are white, some have a little gold on them, and some are dyed paper.
Then, Shi Dalang explained in detail the uses of various types of paper.
Some papers easily disperse ink, while others can be colored repeatedly. They are also divided into various types based on thickness, water absorption, etc., and different papers have different application scenarios.
Shi Yun was clear and organized, and spoke eloquently.
He probably understood what Fu Yun meant, so he mentioned it himself: "Ordinary paper is produced in large quantities, but it's not easy to get ink on. The better the paper, the more limited the production. The best ones are all here, please take a closer look, sir."
Fu Yun nodded, and then looked at Shi Yun.
Judging from the man's clothes, he knew he was a businessman, so he didn't say anything, but just looked at County Magistrate Zhuang.
Then the prefect said, "Since Shi Dalang excels in his studies, he has been in charge of all matters at the academy while Master Mo is away."
After hearing this, Fu Jun couldn't help showing some disapproval on his face.
It's understandable that he would do this.
Today, compared with the previous dynasty, the Qi state has become more lenient towards merchants. Children of merchant families can participate in imperial examinations, and they are no longer arbitrarily suppressed. This can be considered progress.
But since he is a businessman, he will naturally be more shrewd.
To put it bluntly, it means being cunning and slippery.
Since the academy mentioned by County Magistrate Zhuang is for the purpose of educating the people, it is somewhat unreasonable to let a businessman be in charge.
County Magistrate Zhuang could probably guess Fu Yun's thoughts, so he explained, "Shi Dalang is different from ordinary merchants. He originally came from afar, but now he plans to live in Fenghe County permanently. He will manage the paper mill business on your behalf, and he has promised to only charge 20% more on the purchase price as profit."
When these words were spoken, not only Gongzi Yun was surprised, but Pei Zhongwen beside him was even more shocked.
His mother, Xu, came from a wealthy family, so Pei Erlang had more or less contact with business matters since he was a child.
There are actually quite a few risks involved in today's business, especially with paper, which can be damaged along the way, can rot over time, and is also susceptible to water and fire, all of which are costs.
As a businessman, naturally, everything must be taken into account, especially Fenghe Paper, which is obviously in short supply. Ordinary merchants would like to double or triple the price in order to make a profit.
But now this Shi Dalang only wants 20% profit, which is really rare.
Shi Yun didn't say anything, just listened to them quietly and observed at the same time.
County Magistrate Zhuang did not introduce the identities of the visitors, but from their attitude alone, it could be seen that these two should also be officials, and their official positions were probably higher than that of the county magistrate.
Then you need to be a bit skillful when speaking.
Shi Dalang had been standing aside with a meek attitude, not making any excuses until now, when he softly said, "Although I have never read much, I know that this matter will benefit the State of Qi. Disseminating this paper is the most important thing."
Pei Zhongwen said, "If you can't make a profit, how can you survive?"
Then Shi Yun smiled and said frankly, "Ordinary paper doesn't require interest, but these gold-sprinkled and dyed papers are not cheap, so the profit will be substantial."
And there was another sentence that he didn't mention.
That is, by establishing a good relationship with Fenghe County through selling paper, you can find a way to get a shop next to the fairy temple.
At that time, no matter what business you do, won’t you make a lot of money?
Shi Dalang's mind was always calculating.
Anyway, you may feel that you have made a profit, but I will never lose.
As for Gongzi Yun, he didn't care about this man's business acumen, nor did he care about the sales of expensive paper. He just needed to know that the paper used by ordinary people was cheap enough.
So he smiled and nodded at Shi Yun, then walked to the table and looked at the various papers on the table, especially the gold-sprinkled papers, which Fu Yun couldn't let go.
Pei Zhongwen walked up to Shi Dalang and whispered, "Where is this gentleman planning to sell the paper?"
Shi Yun replied, "My family is in the north, and the trade routes I'm familiar with are also there."
Pei Zhongwen: "In that case, I wonder if you are willing to cooperate with others to open up the southern trade route?"
As soon as these words came out, Shi Dalang was surprised: "Why, this gentleman also wants to do paper mill business?"
Pei Zhongwen smiled. "The profits of this business are self-evident to you and me. If we rely solely on your family in the future, I'm afraid we won't be able to compete with other wealthy families." He paused. "And there's something I need to clarify with Shi Langjun."
Shi Yun said modestly: "Please enlighten me, sir."
Pei Zhongwen said, "Fenghe County can produce a wide variety of paper, but some of them might be used as tribute for the king's personal use. The others probably require meticulous handcrafting, and the production volume is low. If you want to sell them at a high price, you'll need someone to back you up. If you rely on just one company for too long, it might just bring disaster."
Although it was not said explicitly, Shi Dalang already understood what the other party meant.
This is a good business, but the money involved is not something that ordinary people without prestige can make.
Shi Yun was silent for a moment: "Why did you cooperate with me instead of taking it all on your own?"
Pei Zhongwen: "Too much is as bad as too little, and a full body of water will overflow. Shi Dalang should also be very clear about these principles. Moreover, your third brother is quite prestigious in the county and has a promising future. Naturally, harmony will bring wealth."
Shi Dalang clearly remembered that he had never mentioned anything about Shi Mo, but this man knew it clearly.
He turned his head and saw Sun Bai.
I think it was this Mr. Sun who told him.
So Shi Yun asked, "I just don't know who is behind you, sir?"
Pei Zhongwen said calmly: "South, Xu family."
These four words made Shi Yun's fingertips tremble subconsciously.
The servant who was serving beside him gasped.
But for Pei Zhongwen, his purpose was clear.
Although the four sons of the Pei family are talented and virtuous, they are still criticized in the court and the public.
One of them is that their Pei family actually became rich with the support of the Xu family.
There are many people like this. Who hasn't been poor and destitute at some point? Accepting financial support from wealthy families is not uncommon.
However, many people choose to kick their wives away once they enter the official career, or try their best to distance themselves from them.
The Pei family did the opposite.
Pei Zhongwen naturally would not despise his mother's family, but this did not prevent him from finding another way out for the Xu family.
Isn’t this a good opportunity now?
Then Pei Zhongwen said, "The Xu family is considered a semi-official business family, so they will definitely not raise the price of paper arbitrarily. As long as you can ensure that the price of paper will not increase arbitrarily in the future, then this deal can be done."
Shi Yun said without hesitation: "Of course."
Pei Zhongwen smiled and reached a verbal agreement with Shi Yun in just a few words, which was enough to surprise all the merchants in Qi State.
This made Shi Dalang feel light and airy when he left.
The servant couldn't control himself and tried to lower his voice, but the tail tone still floated up: "My dear, are we going to make a lot of money?"
Shi Yun was silent for a long time before he nodded gently: "Yes, our family is going to make money."
The Xu family in the south is famous for its wealth. Compared with the Shi family, the difference is basically like that between an exquisite pagoda and an ordinary bungalow.
Now, unexpectedly, we are going to do business together...
The Shi family is about to take off!
Although Shi Dalang didn't know what taking off meant, but he had heard the immortal talk about it, so it must be a good thing!
So Shi Yun said, "When you're done, remember to remind me to write a letter to my parents and discuss this matter in detail."
The servant asked, "What are you busy with, sir?"
Then Shi Dalang said, "The teacher hasn't finished the homework he assigned me. We can discuss the matter with the Xu family later when they come. There's no need to rush it. But if I don't hand in this homework, I'll have my palms slapped tomorrow."
Servant: ...
Facts have proven that no matter how rich you are, you still have to do your homework.
The reality of the world.
Meanwhile, Fu Yun had already finished looking through all the papers and was amazed: "I wonder how this paper is made?"
Zhuang County Magistrate was an official, and essentially a liberal arts graduate. Even if he had seen it before, he wouldn't have remembered it. He simply said, "This is the method taught by the immortal."
Just one sentence made Fu Yun nod.
This reason has always been omnipotent.
Then Fu Yun stroked the paper again and said, "I wonder how it feels to write on it."
Zhuang Jun Shou: "Sir, please follow me to the study."
Fu Yun nodded, then walked towards the backyard of the school.
When passing the atrium, I suddenly saw a painting hanging on the wall over there.
Fu Yun could tell at a glance that the paper used was old, but the portrait drawn on it was exceptionally clear.
Gongzi Yun couldn't help but exclaim: "Such painting skills are truly rare."
County Magistrate Zhuang also looked over and said with a smile, "This was painted by Master Mo himself. He is the honorary founder of this school, Immortal Langyun."
Gongzi Yun blinked and looked over again.
I always feel like something is wrong, but I can't tell what it is.
He simply stopped thinking about it, reached out and touched the painting, then looked at the Fenghe paper in his hand, and suddenly had an idea.
Soon, Fu Yun said, "I have something to discuss with the county governor."
Zhuang Jun Shou: "Sir, please speak."
Fu Yun said, "My father's birthday is coming soon. I wonder if the prefect would be willing to join me in presenting a birthday gift. I would like to use this Fenghe County paper, my poem, and ask Master Mo to create a new painting, and then present it to my father."
When County Magistrate Zhuang heard this, he immediately agreed.
It can spread the word about Fenghe Paper, show loyalty to the King of Qi, and save Prince Yun's face. Why not do it?
Mr. Mo would not refuse such a suggestion and quickly started preparing.
In the capital city, the entire palace, inside and outside, was preparing for the birthday banquet of King Qi.
Several princes of Qi were eager to try, hoping that this would be an opportunity for their fathers to see their filial piety and thus gain a foothold in the position of crown prince.
On the other hand, the King of Qi was not interested in the birthday banquet. After all, it had been the same old thing for so many years, and there was nothing new in the birthday gifts.
The only thing that made him happy recently was hearing that the sons and daughters of that old bastard King Zhou had not returned home.
The King of Qi was happy when he thought of this.
Let the old man who laughed at him before give up!
Now, is that okay? I lost one, and you lost two!
Serves you right!
Of course, as the ruler of a country, the King of Qi would only laugh secretly and would not do it openly.
But this also naturally made him focus some of his attention on his own Seventh Young Master.
On the day of the birthday banquet, the palace of King Qi was brightly lit and filled with cheers.
Not only princes and officials of Qi were present, but also many foreign envoys.
Even the barbarian country sent envoys to celebrate the birthday.
As for countries, no matter how much friction and disagreement there are in private, they are all harmonious on the surface.
Just like the Zhou Kingdom and the Barbarian Kingdom, the border counties had fought against each other countless times, but now they are still talking and laughing, and even toasting each other, it is so lively.
The King of Qi turned his head to the eunuch and asked, "Is the Seventh Master back yet?"
The eunuch hurriedly said, "Not yet, but the young master's gift has been delivered and will be presented shortly."
But this did not make the King of Qi very happy.
He frowned, waved his hand and said nothing more.
Soon, a young man stood up and prepared to present a gift to the King of Qi.
The eldest son, the second son, the third son...
There are rare treasures and exotic animals, and everyone wants to make a big splash so that they can win the favor of their father.
Little did he know that the King of Qi looked down upon any of them.
Speaking of treasures, he has plenty of them. What's so special about these?
If it can't compare to what I treasure, I won't look down on it.
But if it is better than his own collection, it will make the King of Qi suspicious.
However, the King of Qi would nod his head in approval, doing a good job of keeping everyone fair.
Soon, the seventh young master Fu Yun arrived.
He didn't make any big fuss. Apart from the eunuchs, the only one who came to present gifts was his personal guard Ah Si, who was holding a wooden box.
At this moment, Ah Si stepped into the hall, performed a great ceremony, and then said loudly, "This painting was presented to His Majesty by Young Master Yun and the Governor of Fenghe County. We wish His Majesty a long and happy birthday with this painting."
painting?
The other young masters looked at each other, then saw a smile on each other's faces and breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought Master Yun would get something good from Langyun, but unexpectedly, it was just a painting.
They don't care about that.
You know, my father has even seen photos of him.
What painting could be more amazing than that?
What's more, it was presented together with others.
The young masters felt relieved instantly.
The King of Qi also thought so, and he couldn't help feeling a little depressed, but he still smiled and nodded: "Okay, quickly unfold it for me to see."
Soon, Ah Si opened the wooden box.
Immediately, a eunuch came forward and took out the paintings inside.
Then the King of Qi felt his eyes light up.
In fact, this is a very common painting of cranes under pine trees, which symbolizes good fortune, longevity and longevity.
But what is amazing is that this painting is so delicate and exquisite.
From the brushwork to the colors, it's all wonderful.
Especially the crane's feathers, each one is clearly visible!
The King of Qi immediately said, "Bring it closer."
This is a treatment that no other gift has ever received before.
The young masters immediately stopped talking, their backs unconsciously tensed.
The eunuch took the painting up and asked the King of Qi to take a closer look.
As someone who had been exposed to photos before, the King of Qi quickly discovered the difference.
He immediately asked, "Where did this paper come from?"
Ah Si had been carefully warned by Fu Yun before coming here, and now he immediately replied, "It's from Fenghe County."
"What's your name?"
"Fenghe Immortal Paper."
You can tell where the name comes from just by listening to it.
The King of Qi nodded with a smile on his face.
But he didn't show much expression, and his attitude was no different from his reaction to other birthday gifts he had just seen. His ability to handle things was first-rate.
But at this moment, Ah Si brought up another box.
The King of Qi asked, "What is this?"
"Your Majesty, this is also a birthday gift presented to you by the young master and Fenghe County."
"Bring it closer."
Soon, a eunuch brought the box and quickly presented it to the King of Qi.
When the King of Qi opened the box, he saw a stack of papers inside.
It looks ordinary and feels far less delicate than the paper used for this painting.
Next to it, there is a black thing, I don’t know what it is used for.
The King of Qi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, looking puzzled.
But when he finished reading the birthday greetings that were also placed in the box, a smile suddenly appeared on the King of Qi's face.
But what he was looking at was not the carefully painted crane under the pine tree, but the unremarkable-looking paper in the box and the ugly charcoal stick on it.
That look is like looking at a baby.
Then he laughed heartily: "Excellent, excellent! Put it away quickly, I will take a closer look later."
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent, and only the sound of stringed instruments could be heard.
Surprise flashed across many people's faces.
The king had never looked so happy before, but he was so happy when he saw such a painting.
Is it because of the Seventh Young Master? Or is it because of Fenghe County?
Someone noticed that the guard just mentioned that this was made of paper from Fenghe County...
Wasn't there an earthquake in that area? Logically, after an earthquake, the whole place should be deserted, and it would take years to recover. So where did the paper come from?
If the king praises the quality of the paper used there, shouldn't we also send people to take a look?
The eunuch hurriedly and carefully put the painting away, holding it in his hands and standing aside.
At this moment, the task progress bar for the paper mill in the system suddenly increased significantly.
Shao Zhu was the first to notice this, so he went to inquire about it and found out that Prince Yun had asked someone to present a painting. He also learned that Fenghe County had taken the produced paper to the capital of Qi as a tribute.
After thinking for a moment, he took out his cell phone and started sending messages.
Peng Lang, who had followed closely in, poked his head in and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Shao Zhu: "Kun Jingming."
Peng Lang: "? Why? What happened?"
Shao Zhu: "I want to tell him that the spokesperson for our paper has been officially decided, and he will be the one who comes to our doorstep without spending a penny."
Peng Lang was curious: "Who is it?"
Shao Zhu smiled and said softly, "King Qi."
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