Chapter 718

Zhang Feng hurried to the paper mill after dealing with the marinated meat processing factory.

Now everything on the mountain is starting. Relatively speaking, although it is going on in an orderly way, it still looks a little messy.

Zhang Feng can't help but pick up the urgent things to deal with. But even so, there are still mistakes everywhere. Fortunately, Li Chengqian is basically responsible for the pig farm and the construction site on the mountain, which gives Zhang Feng a chance to breathe.

Originally thought that papermaking was the simplest and most labor-saving thing, but when Zhang Feng arrived at the papermaking workshop, he couldn't help but get dark and almost fainted.

I saw that on the mill in front of the paper mill, bundles of boiled bamboo were mixed with pine needles and birch bark, which were ground into something like juice.

Originally, all this was normal, but when Zhang Feng saw that those people couldn't even sieve, he poured them into the slurry pool, Zhang Feng couldn't help shouting to stop the people.

"Who told you to do this?"

"Qian Wanli, you bastard, get out of here!"

Although these things are not worth money, once they are brought out, they are all money!

Especially after knowing the price of rice paper, this bucket of pulp, Zhang Feng's heart, is like a knife gouging out.

Under Zhang Feng's angry drink, Qian Wanli, who was dirty all over, hurried out of the exercise room.

Zhang Feng grabbed him, pointed to the pulp sink and asked, "who told them to do this? We're making paper, not carpet! Didn't you see the formula I gave you?"

Qian Wanli was confused.

Stirred the green and milk colored resin with a long wooden spoon, and instantly pulled out a lot of bamboo residue and leaf residue from the bottom of the pool. I couldn't help but have some of that.

"Dean, the student has clearly explained it! Who knows, it's just fine, this..."

Zhang Feng sighed and asked, "who just made it here? Stand up! "

While talking, more than 30 students, plus some handyman craftsmen, stood timidly in the yard, looking at Zhang Feng with a gloomy face, and didn't know what to do wrong.

Zhang Feng pointed to the washing pool and said, "who did this?"

"Back to the Dean, it was a small one..."

In Zhang Feng's anger, a short craftsman timidly stood up.

"Who told you to do that?"

The craftsman panicked and said, "I used to work in Luozhou paper mill. That's what I did. When Mr. Qian said today, I said that I used to do this. There's nothing wrong..."

Zhang Feng felt dizzy.

"From today on, no matter whether you have done it before or not, you must get it according to what I give. Do you understand? If anyone thinks there is a problem, you can leave immediately!"

During the construction of the paper mill, Zhang Feng specially asked Li Qian and Du Dabian to find some people who knew the construction process among the people who went up the mountain to help build the paper mill.

At that time, he really didn't expect such a solution.

But today, on ziah mountain, after hearing Yu Shinan's words, combined with what just happened, Zhang Feng suddenly found a problem.

If you want a son, you can make paper in three days. People in the past can't keep it!

As soon as Zhang Feng wanted to come here, he waved his hand and asked the people to continue their work. Instead, he asked Qian Wanli to come to the side of the paper mill, pointed to the paper mill and said, "wait, I will personally train these people. You should remember every step of paper making for me. If you learn quickly, it is estimated that finished paper will come out tomorrow, but no one with inherent thinking will stay!"

Qian Wanli was a little confused when he heard the speech.

"Dean, you just said, how long can you make paper?"

"Tomorrow at most, the next day at the latest!"

"Hiss --!"

Qian Wanli took a cold breath when he heard the speech, but before he could speak, Zhang Feng directly interrupted him.

"Don't be surprised. If I tell you that once you learn all this stuff, if you can produce 300 kilograms of paper tomorrow, you won't be scared to death?"

"It's all the routine operation of the Academy. Just get used to it slowly. But remember that you can't work, but your eyes must be fixed on me! Don't be careless, understand?"

"Three days... Three hundred jin..."

Qian Wanli was dizzy, but more excited.

He didn't know the price of paper. If he could make 300 kilograms of paper in three days, how much would it cost?

That is the one who runs the bank. When I think about it, I am shocked and numb by this astronomical figure. No wonder the dean will be angry!

Who the fuck is it? Who doesn't get angry?

A thousand pounds of paper!

How much is 300 Jin?

At this time, he understood why the Dean would pass the papermaking technology to him so solemnly yesterday. If the previous papermaking technology was to pick up money.

The current papermaking technology and money are just like the leaves of trees on the ground!