Chapter 675

After dealing with Lao he.

Li Chengqian walked into the wooden house with a dignified face, looked at Zhang Feng curled up in the lounge chair and asked, "Fengzi, I just heard from Lao he that you want papyrus to wipe your ass?"

This is great.

Chumo, who was joking with Zhang Feng, was frightened.

"Wocao, Fengzi, are you so awesome? Come on, let's see if your eyes are made of gold?"

"Fuck off!"

Zhang Feng opened Chumo's hand and said, "what do you use without paper? But I forgot to buy it this time when I went up the mountain. Generally, I use rice paper. Straw paper is too easy to break."

Hearing the speech, Li Chengqian looked at Zhang Feng strangely and exclaimed, "do you still use rice paper?"

"Feng Zi, you can't tell anyone about this. Otherwise, don't open your academy."

Zhang Feng was stunned at the speech,.

Looking at several people, he asked solemnly, "isn't it the paper to wipe your ass? Are you?"

"As for?"

"Did you say so?"

"Come on, let me calculate it for you. This straw paper costs a kilo of white paper, and no one needs to buy it in a fixed amount every year. This rice paper is even different. It runs through a thousand or two! Even the emperor only uses a little when writing the imperial edict!"

"How dare you wipe your ass with such a valuable thing?"

Li Chengqian is crazy.

He must think Zhang Feng is really crazy.

If those literati knew that Zhang Feng treated the rice paper they were reluctant to use, they would be furious.

But Zhang Feng was also confused.

Anxious eyes

"Isn't it just a piece of paper? As for it? Why don't you say that the Academy doesn't have to be opened? Well, I'll make you more advanced paper than rice paper tomorrow!"

"Isn't it just a piece of paper?"

"As for a thousand or two? Do you believe it? If I like, I can give you 300 Jin in one day. Do you believe it?"

"I don't believe it!"

Right now.

Li Yuan's voice sounded faintly from the door.

Although it was the ugly time at this time, the voices of these guys were too loud. In addition, they had just changed their environment, and there were many mosquitoes. Where could Li Yuan sleep?

At this time, Li Yuan heard everything. When he heard that Zhang Feng wanted to make paper, which was better than rice paper, he finally couldn't sit still

Even he didn't dare to say this. After all, the rice paper at this time is a thing that the world is proud of and a secret means of Datang. But here in Zhang Feng, it has become a thing to wipe his ass?

How can this not make Li Yuan angry.

But he also has some expectations.

When Zhang Feng saw the old man coming out, he not only had a big head.

"Old man, what are you doing out of bed in the middle of the night?"

"With your loud voice, do you think I can sleep?"

Zhang Feng was speechless.

"But did you just brag about it, or did you really intend to make paper?"

Zhang Feng pointed to his pale face and said with a bitter smile, "look at my face. Do you think I'm kidding?"

Hearing the speech, Li Yuan couldn't help but put away the joke on his face and said, "are you going to do this?"

Zhang Feng is not stupid.

Glancing at Li Yuan, he said, "it's confidential. Don't spread it!"

When Li Yuan heard the speech, he was so angry that he almost wanted to beat people, but he still held back and asked, "tell me, how long can you make this paper? And how much are you going to sell?"

At this time, after a bowl of dark cooking, Zhang Feng finally raised his spirits and said, "if you don't count the preparation time, it will take two days for the first time and one day for the second time."

"Can you guarantee 300 Jin every day?"

Li Yuan suddenly got up and asked.

Zhang Feng was confused.

"This is the worst case. In general, it will be more than 500 kg. This is not an expansion of the scale. Otherwise, it will be nothing more than thousands of kg a day!"

"Hiss - ~!"

When Li Yuan heard the speech, he couldn't help taking a breath.

Now everyone competes with the collection of books. They are knowledgeable, and what they compete with is nothing else, that is, the collection of books. What is the price of books? It's on this paper!

A book, any binding, requires three or two rice paper, one or two rice paper, one thousand Wen. This book is three thousand yuan!

The reason why paper is so expensive is not because of anything else, but because the manufacturing process is too troublesome. If a paper mill can produce 100 kilograms a month, it will be a high yield!

But what did Li Yuangang just hear?

He heard it, 300 kilograms a day!

And this is the worst plan!

If so, thousands of pounds a day!

What does that mean?

This is a windfall!

Li Yuan asked, "how are you going to sell this paper?"

Zhang Feng didn't know that it was a big deal at this time. He inadvertently stirred up another thing that got rich overnight!

How did he know that Datang's paper would be so scarce?

If so, what would you have done?

If you made paper earlier, wouldn't the pots be full?