Chapter 91: Paper Mill System [2]

The elasticity was much better than I expected.

Could it be comparable to modern copy paper? Of course, it had a soft texture, unlike chemical pulp. It was made traditionally, but where else could you find something like this?

I picked up the finished copy with a satisfied expression.

'Finally, It's ready.'

I picked up the finished copy with a satisfied expression.

"I guess we can focus on the paper mill in the future. We'll need more employees, right?" I asked.

"I think so. It's more difficult than spinning," Paul replied.

"I'll pick some and send them to you, so do your best."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I'm going to hire a dedicated lumberjack, and don't forget to plant the seedlings."

"Of course."

Walnut trees were abundant but not infinite. If we kept making paper, we would eventually run out of materials.

So, I commanded them to plant more than twice as much as they harvested before heading off to find Butler Miller Xavier.

"Haha! I didn't know it would be this good. It's truly amazing, Your Majesty," Xavier exclaimed.

As expected from someone close to ink, he immediately recognized the excellence of the paper. I could already see the greed in his eyes.

He would want to use it for work right away, but this item already had an owner.

"I'll give you enough when the quantity is secured, so don't look at me like that for now."

"So, is this going to court?" Xavier asked.

"No. First, we need to promote it. We'll send it to the palace."

"Ah!"

Up until now, whatever I made, I ensured the emperor received it first.

That way, there wouldn't be any aftereffects.

Plus, it was an incredibly good way to promote it. Once the royal family and the government started using it, it would spread to the public in an instant. But I didn't want to give it directly.

"I'm so busy with work. I'll see you later," I said, making my escape.

Even if it looked like I was running away in a panic, it was all part of a meaningful action.

I had sucked up some of my cousin's gold coins by playing board games.

What if he got mad and suddenly started swinging his sword? If that happened, not only Butler Miller Xavier but countless others would lose their jobs.

As I made my way out of the workshop, the sound of bustling activity and machinery faded behind me, replaced by the quiet rustling of the forest's edge.

The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the path, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

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The success of the paper production was a significant milestone, not just for the kingdom but for me personally. It was a tangible result of my efforts, something that would undoubtedly change the course of history here.

But there was still much to be done.

I walked briskly toward the estate's main building, where I knew Miller Xavier would be waiting.

As I approached, I saw him standing on the front steps, his hands folded neatly in front of him, his expression as unreadable as ever.

"Your Majesty," he greeted me with a slight bow as I approached. "The preparations have been made, as you requested."

"Thank you, Xavier," I replied, nodding.

"Let's get to work."

We walked inside together, the door closing softly behind us.

The interior of the building was a stark contrast to the bustling activity outside.

Here, everything was calm and orderly, with the scent of polished wood and old books filling the air. Xavier led me down a hallway lined with portraits of past rulers and into a small, well-appointed study.

On the desk in the center of the room lay several large leather-bound ledgers, each one meticulously organized by Xavier.

I could see that he had already started working on the financial records for the paper mill, as well as drafting the initial contracts for the distribution of the new product.

"You've done an excellent job, as always," I remarked, taking a seat in the leather chair behind the desk. Xavier stood across from me, his eyes sharp and focused.

"Thank you, Your Majesty," he replied, a hint of pride in his voice. "I trust everything is to your satisfaction?"

"It is," I confirmed, flipping through one of the ledgers.

"But there's still more to consider. The paper mill is just the beginning. We need to think about expanding production, hiring more workers, and securing a reliable supply of materials. And then there's the matter of distribution."

"Indeed," Xavier agreed, his tone thoughtful.

"The demand for this new paper will be immense, especially once the court and the royal family start using it. We must be prepared to meet that demand without overextending ourselves."

"Exactly," I said, leaning back in my chair.

"We need to strike a balance between quality and quantity. We can't afford to sacrifice one for the other."

"Agreed," Xavier nodded.

"I will begin drafting a plan to expand the mill and hire additional workers. As for the distribution, I suggest we start by targeting the major cities and towns, particularly those with a significant number of scholars, merchants, and government officials. They will be the ones most in need of high-quality paper."

"That's a good idea," I said, tapping my fingers on the desk.

"But we should also consider sending a small quantity to the neighboring kingdoms as a gift. Let them see what we've created and start building demand beyond our borders."

"An excellent strategy, Your Majesty," Xavier said, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"I will make the necessary arrangements."

"Thank you, Xavier," I said, standing up and walking around the desk. "I knew I could count on you."

"It is my honor to serve, Your Majesty," he replied with a bow.

As I left the study, my mind was already racing with thoughts of what was to come.

The paper mill was just the first step in a much larger plan.

If everything went according to my designs, this small kingdom would soon become the center of innovation and progress in the entire region.

But first, there was still work to be done. And I was ready to get started.