On the other hand, Zhiyin thought back to when she used a brush to write, it was really too difficult and too slow.
She figured she'd need to write a lot in the future, so she'd definitely need a pencil.
As for fountain pens, ballpoint pens, and water-based pens, forget about it; they probably couldn't make them anyway.
Actually, making carbon pencils is quite simple; it requires graphite, honey, wood, and wax.
By mixing graphite powder, honey, and wax evenly and then placing the mixture into a pre-prepared mold, a graphite core can be made.
The pressed graphite core is then dried to harden it, making it easier to use later.
Finally, the cut graphite core is placed into a cylindrical piece of wood of uniform length and volume, and then polished to obtain a modern pencil.
“But making this thing over a long period of time is not a simple project; it’s a bit troublesome. This kind of thing that benefits the people can be entrusted to Elder Huang, so that he can be more valued by the emperor.”
After muttering to himself, Zhiyin immediately wrote down the production method and solemnly handed it to Old Huang.
Old Huang was initially puzzled, but he was stunned when he saw the words written on the paper.
"Is this for real? There really is a brush that's finer than a calligraphy brush? Does this brush really not need to be ground with ink every time? Can one brush really last that long?"
Old Huang's eyes were full of surprise. He knew that writing with a brush was certainly a good thing, with rich variations in strokes and layers of ink.
However, it is troublesome. You need to grind the ink in advance every time. The ink content is low, so you can't write in one go. The ink will run out while you are writing, which is very annoying. Also, the characters will be larger and take up more paper.
According to Zhiyin, since the thickness of the pencil can be selected, it greatly saves paper. Originally, a sheet of paper could only hold 200 characters with a brush, but now it can probably hold 700 or 800 characters.
This is a very meaningful thing for children from impoverished families.
Seeing how excited Old Huang was, Zhiyin smiled and nodded gently in his expectant gaze, "Of course!!"
Old Huang was immediately delighted. He looked at the simple blueprints in his hand as if they were a treasure, something he found extremely rare.
After a long while, he carefully put the things into his bag, his eyes filled with affection as he looked at Zhiyin. "My dear granddaughter Yinyin, I'm so lucky to have met you. Don't worry, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
"Haha, I'm happy to be able to help you."
The kindred spirit smiled happily.
Old Huang couldn't wait to go out the door. After returning to his room, he immediately sat down solemnly at his desk and began writing a letter.
At the same time, he sent all the rice planting methods, the return furnace, and the pencil making methods that Zhiyin had given him before to Ziyou.
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On the other hand, Zhiyin encountered Qiu's mother, who looked anxious, as soon as she stepped out.
"What's wrong, Aunt Qiu? What happened?"
"Boss, Young Master Xiao has come looking for you, and he doesn't seem to have any good intentions!"
Mrs. Qiu was extremely anxious. After saying this, she saw Zhiyin frown and added, "He just tried to bribe us with money to help him win the bet today."
Zhiyin immediately rolled her eyes, speechless. "You wish!!"
Is he in the lobby right now?
"Yes, he brought seven or eight servants with him this time, and the ladies in the pavilion are dealing with him."
"Good grief, hasn't he had enough yet? Damn it!!"
Zhiyin curled her lip in disdain, flicked her sleeve, and strode out.
"Oh, what's the matter, Young Master Xiao? Didn't you kneel down enough last time? Didn't you get slapped in the face enough?"
The confidant spoke coldly and mockingly.
"Hehe, Miss Yinyin, I was blind to your greatness last time. This time I sincerely ask for your help."
However, this time, the Second Young Master Xiao's face was no longer arrogant as before, but instead full of a fawning smile.
Having said that, he quickly took a box from the servant behind him, solemnly handed it to Zhiyin, and opened it meaningfully.
The moment it was opened, a dazzling golden light shone out, almost blinding Zhiyin's eyes.
It was a chest of gold!
"Tsk... I didn't realize that Young Master Xiao is so generous."
Zhiyin's eyes widened for a moment, but she quickly looked away, gently lifting her eyelids and saying with a half-smile.
Seeing the obvious excitement on Zhiyin's face, the Second Young Master Xiao assumed she was moved and that everything was absolutely in the bag. He secretly put his hands on his hips and laughed heartily.
He then took out his fan again and elegantly fanned himself, waving his hand with a beaming smile and a bold gesture, "Hahaha, as long as you can do me a favor, all these gold bars are yours!!"
However, Zhiyin simply shook her head with a smile and cruelly said, "I admit I really want this gold!"
"But I'm sorry, I'm a businessman!"
"The most important things for a businessman are reputation and trust. I have already promised Young Master Xiao that I cannot accept employment from a second employer."
Especially since there's competition between the two employers!
Of course, she didn't say the last sentence; she just smiled and pushed the gold bar back.
The smile on Young Master Xiao's face instantly vanished. He was utterly incredulous. "How could you remain unmoved?"
"How is this possible?"
After a long pause, she said, "It's alright, you can also help me research new dishes..."
However, no matter what excuse he gave, Zhiyin just smiled and shook her head, "I'm sorry, you're too late. There really wasn't enough time, and I couldn't prepare in advance."
"Hmph, all talk and no action. If you don't want to help, just say so. Why all the fuss? We'll see!"
Her stubbornness infuriated Young Master Xiao. He assumed she was just making excuses, glared at her fiercely, and stormed off.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!!! Damn it, this is so embarrassing!"
The more Young Master Xiao thought about it, the angrier he became. The thought of being crushed made his liver ache with anger.
However, there was nothing they could do, and they dared not do anything to their confidant, since they did not know Huang Lao's identity and were afraid of offending him.
Just then, the person who had been sent out to find out his identity returned and whispered a few words in his ear.
His eyes lit up immediately, and he grabbed Xiao Si's clothes and asked eagerly, "Is it true?"
"Absolutely true!!"
How could the servant dare to hide anything? He nodded firmly and quickly.
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