According to Chi Zijin, the clothing stores had received a large number of new styles because they knew about the palace banquet.
Even Jian Xiu had to admit that the people here were very good at seizing the opportunity to do business.
"But Jian Xiu, do you really know how to make paper?" In the carriage, Rong Zhihe couldn't help but ask what he wanted to ask.
"What? Does my appearance show that I can't do it? Or do I give you the impression that I like to exaggerate when I speak?"
Rong Zhihe choked. That's really not what he meant.
On the contrary, Jian Xiu always gave him the feeling that she was very reliable, and she would basically do whatever she said.
Thinking of this, and looking at Jian Xiu's half-smile, he said with a tingling scalp:
"I'm just curious. You said you want to make paper, so why do you ask people to get tree bark? You can't make paper with tree bark, right?"
"You're right, papermaking does use tree bark!" Jian Xiu said solemnly.
"Use tree bark? How do you make it?" Rong Zhihe asked in surprise.
At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Jian Xiu, afraid of missing any word she said.
"How else can it be made? Of course it's made this way!" Jian Xiu said with a confused look.
She now discovered that teasing Zhihe was also a kind of fun.
Sure enough, after hearing Jian Xiu's words, Rong Zhihe rolled his eyes.
He said unhappily: "If you don't tell me now, I will know it later, right?"
As soon as these words came out, Jian Xiu fell into deep thought.
It can be said that every household has the materials for papermaking. Once the papermaking technique is announced, it will probably cause chaos.
By then, most of the trees will be cut down.
After thinking it over, Jian Xiu decided not to say anything for now.
Then he looked at Rong Zhihe and said very seriously: "Regarding the paper mill, I plan to find a few reliable people to make it."
"The method is the same as that of the Rouge Shop. It specifies which people are responsible for which processes, and there cannot be any deviation. Is there a problem in this regard?"
In this capital city, when it comes to finding people, you must rely on Rong Zhihe.
After all, this is his home, and he knows it best.
Unlike Zhangjiacun, she can make decisions on many matters.
In the workshop.
It has not been fully built yet, but the general pattern can be seen.
"Is this paper mill big enough? I built it exactly according to the size you said!" Rong Zhihe asked, pointing in a direction not far away.
"At first glance, I think it's still a little small!"
"Is it still small? Do you need a large space to make paper?"
"Yes, and it requires a large open space. The paper is wet when it is just made, and needs to be dried in the sun or by baking. And it needs to be dried separately one by one!"
Jian Xiu analyzed everything in detail based on what he knew.
Originally, she thought that the place she talked about was big enough, but looking at it now, it might not be really big.
Except for drying paper, every process of papermaking requires a wide space.
"Then how much space do you think is needed?" Rong Zhihe asked again.
Because their workshop is large, it was located in a relatively remote area.
So if they want to expand their location, there will basically be no problem.
Jian Xiu hesitated for a while before saying, "Expand it by half!"
After listening to what Jian Xiu said just now, Rong Zhihe didn't say anything this time.
Just nodded silently.
"Those are the papermaking materials you mentioned before. Do you need to go and have a look?" Rong Zhihe asked again.
Jian Xiu did not answer, but she walked straight in the direction Rong Zhihe had pointed.
Seeing this, Rong Zhihe hurriedly followed.
"And these 녪灰 you just mentioned, are they the same as the Xi灰?" Rong Zhihe asked again.
"Yes, that's it!" After seeing all this, Jian Xiu nodded with satisfaction.
"Then where should we start?" Rong Zhihe asked after a while.
Hearing this, Jian Xiu subconsciously raised her eyebrows and looked straight at Rong Zhihe.
For some reason, when Rong Zhihe met Jian Xiu's eyes, he suddenly felt his scalp tingling.
He knew Jian Xiu too well, and she looked like she was up to no good.
really......
"Here is the method of making paper. It lists every step and precautions in detail. I leave it to you."
After that, regardless of whether Rong Zhihe agreed or not, he handed a full stack of rice paper into Rong Zhihe's room.
Rong Zhihe: “…” What sin has he committed?
Jian Xiu ignored Rong Zhihe's surprised expression and spoke again:
"Let's try it for the first time. You should find a good person first. As for the first step, because it needs to be soaked for a while, you should ask people to find some casual workers first. While you are looking for people, the bark will be soaked, right?"
His tone was very calm, but it was obvious that everything was planned.
Looking at the rice paper in his hand again, the first piece of paper had written on it the steps that Jian Xiu had just mentioned.
As if he had thought of something, Rong Zhihe continued:
"Didn't you want to tell me about this papermaking technique before? Why are you telling me now?"
The words were questions, but they were not ordinary questions, they were interrogations.
He actually wanted to ask Jian Xiu: Do you want to be the shopkeeper again?
Of course, Jian Xiu is no pushover, so how could she not know what Rong Zhihe is really thinking?
So he patted his own 꿛, glanced at Rong Zhihe, and then said:
"Do you think I don't want to do it myself? But wasn't I the same when I worked with you at Caifangzhai? I just gave you the recipe, and you could even make it yourself. What's the difference from now?"
Rong Zhihe choked and opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.
Because what Jian Xiu said was right. At that time, she only provided the recipe. As for the ingredients, he prepared them all by himself.
Thinking of this, Rong Zhihe felt a little insecure again.
Because now he is holding on to the papermaking technique given to him, which is much more valuable than those cake recipes.
If this thing were to come out, it would be incredible.
But now, Jian Xiu just handed it to him casually.
Thinking of this, I felt a little more comfortable.
The change on Rong Zhihe's face did not escape Jian Xiu's eyes.
To be honest, she could only feel at ease if she handed this matter over to him.
"Is it okay? If so, let's start today!" Jian Xiu said calmly.
"Today? Are you really not going to prepare for the palace banquet?"
"What am I preparing for? Am I not giving you a chance?"
Rong Zhihe was confused, "What chance do you give me?"
"What chance did you say you were given? Have you forgotten that your mother is coming to your house today?" Jian Xiu reminded lightly.
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