Wang Zheng smiled bitterly, "You can't always eat the same thing. It's not good for your health. Just go and do your work. Don't ask so many questions."

Wang Zheng was too lazy to explain to them the principle of balanced nutrition. His body instinctively needed to replenish oil and water, and he didn't know how long it had been since he had eaten proper oily meat.

There was a market not far from here, and Zhang San and Li Si quickly bought everything Wang Zheng needed.

Wang Zheng first asked the two of them to make a small waterwheel one meter in size, which took a day.

Then Wang Zheng connected the two tools for pounding rice to the small waterwheel, and asked them to cut some reeds, cut them into small pieces and put them into the stone mortar, and let the small waterwheel drive the mortar to pound continuously.

During this time, Wang Zheng looked around and found something that could hold paper pulp, and the only suitable thing was the water tank in the house. He asked Zhang San and Li Si to make two slightly smaller winnowing baskets based on the mouth of the tank.

After the paper pulp is beaten, it is transferred to a water tank. Then they are asked to use a dustpan to evenly distribute the pulp. After draining the water, the dustpan is turned upside down on the bamboo curtain, and a piece of yellow wet paper falls off.

Pueraria root contains a lot of powder. If you cut it into pieces and boil it with an appropriate amount of water, it will become a thick soup. You don’t need to add anything else, and it will naturally have a sweet taste.

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With two such men under my command, I am lucky enough.

Since I'm going out, I naturally have to get myself ready.

Wang Zheng smiled and walked forward and asked, "How much do you sell your Ge Geng?"

It was only a ten-minute walk before Wang Zheng arrived at the market, where there were many Ba people wearing linen clothes and hemp scarves. It seemed to be a place where Han and Ba people lived together.

In fact, it would be best to get a stone jar, which is guaranteed to be used for hundreds of years. However, Wang Zheng does not have much capital and manpower now, so a clay jar will do. As for long-term plans, let's talk about it later.

Wang Zheng nodded. Zhang San was not only smart but also knowledgeable and interesting. He could be trained to some extent. As for someone like Li Si who had strong limbs but a simple mind, he could also be used with confidence.

The girl put away the copper coins and explained, "You buy a portion for your followers when you eat, of course you are a good person. Many other rich Han people would not do this."

Wang Zheng nodded. This price was quite fair. Although Pueraria root could be found everywhere in Badi, after all, they would provide you with food.

Li Si smiled naively and said, "As long as it's valuable, it's fine. We are not afraid of working hard. After all, once we use up all our strength, it will grow back the next day. As long as we can help the master make money, it's fine."

Zhang San stammered, "Master, have we made paper?"

The water tank for filtering the pulp also needs to be replaced with a larger one. It is best to customize a water tank with a large mouth, so that larger paper can be produced, and the efficiency can also be greatly improved.

Wang Zheng first washed and combed his hair, tied his hair into a bun and pinned it with a bronze hairpin, then found the most respectable blue cloth gown and put it on, and put on a pair of cowhide boots, then he took Zhang San and Li Si out of Jiangxin Island.

The stall in front of her was also very simple. A few stones were casually put together to form a stove, on which was a large earthenware pot, which was making a gurgling sound. Next to it was a small bamboo couch with a dozen large bowls on it.

The girl from the Ba tribe looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. She exuded a sense of cleverness from head to toe. Her exposed skin was slightly dark, but when her body swayed, a hint of whiteness would always flash through.

Wang Zheng smiled and nodded, "I think so, but this kind of paper shouldn't be worth much."

Wang Zheng nodded. "That's good. Since this method is feasible, let's get everything back in working order."

Of course, it also has a slight medicinal taste, which some people don’t like, but Wang Zheng just happens to prefer Ge soup.

He whispered, "One penny for one bowl. If you don't have enough, you can always add more. It's early spring now. If you like it, you have to try it quickly. Otherwise, after the kudzu root sprouts and grows vines, you will have to wait until autumn to eat it again."

The little girl happily scooped three bowls of kudzu soup and praised Wang Zheng, "Brother Han is a good man."

Wang Zheng asked Zhang San and Li Si to separate the papers and dry them in the sun. At night, Wang Zheng checked them again and found that although the papers made in this way could not be used for writing, the quality was sufficient for personal hygiene.

In this case, the next day Wang Zheng took Zhang San and Li Si to the market, intending to buy some things himself.

Wang Zheng threw three coins on the bamboo couch and said to the little girl, "Sister, please serve us a bowl each."

The pestle can also be wrapped with iron, which can not only improve efficiency but also reduce the wear rate of the pestle.

The more astute Zhang San quickly tugged at Li Si's sleeve and interrupted, "For such a big deal, the owner has to do the shopping himself. We don't know the market very well. If we buy too expensively and let the owner suffer a loss, that would be bad."

The little girl, who was stirring the earthenware jar with long bamboo chopsticks, looked up at Wang Zheng when she heard the sound, and a blush crossed her face.

Zhang San and Li Si were confused at the beginning, but at this moment they were completely shocked.

At least a few more stone pestles should be added, so that a large water wheel can be made, and connected into a row of pestles, the efficiency of producing pulp will naturally be greatly improved.

Wang Zheng looked at Zhang San in surprise, and the latter immediately smiled foolishly.

As soon as he entered the market, Wang Zheng stopped at the door. A little girl from the Ba tribe in green clothes and white scarf was selling kudzu soup. The sweet smell made Wang Zheng feel a little greedy.

"How do you know?"

Li Si smiled naively and said, "Of course our master is a good person. He gives us all the same amount of meat when we eat."

There was no problem in handing them the small amount of change he had earlier, but Wang Zheng was still somewhat worried if he handed them the entire five taels of silver.

Li Si immediately said, "If the master needs anything, we will go and buy it for you."

Wang Zheng was stunned for a moment. He was given the nice guy card?

Li Si's words surprised the little girl, and she couldn't help but look at Wang Zheng again.

Wang Zheng blew the kudzu soup to cool it down, drank a little, and immediately felt his mouth full of sweetness. It had been a long time since he had tasted such a pure flavor. Thinking about what the little girl had just said, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

Wang Zheng thought about it and suggested to the little girl, "Since we know that kudzu root will sprout and grow vines, and then kudzu powder will disappear, why don't we prepare some kudzu powder and store it now?"

The little girl asked in surprise, "Can we prepare kudzu powder for storage?"

Wang Zheng nodded. Anything that has powder can naturally be refined and stored, whether it is kudzu powder, potato powder, or some other kind of powder.