C17

This number made Bai Zheng very satisfied.

"So it's like this, I have something here that I want to ask for Treasure-collecting Tower s to sell for a good price." Bai Zheng said as she took out a piece of paper from her sleeve.

When he went out this morning, he was only going to fetch Bai Yinan, and he did not plan to come to this place at all. He did not bring everything here, but luckily he had kept the recently crafted paper on him.

The manager took the piece of paper that Bai Zheng handed over. He was confused by the item that he had never seen before: "May I ask what treasure this young lady is?"

It was not the fault that this manager didn't know anything. After Bai Zheng woke up, she realized that the development of this world was extremely lagging behind, especially the things used for writing.

In her previous life, as a chemical prodigy, she had worked on the production of paper in the laboratory when she was still an undergraduate. Now, she was actually of use when promoting the four great inventions of China in front of her classmates abroad.

Bai Zheng did not explain and continued to speak politely: "Can you please give me some pen and ink?"

The servant girl standing at the side, upon hearing this, did not wait for the steward's instructions. Instead, she went out to retrieve a quill and a brush, which she placed on the table. She even grinded some ink with care.

Bai Zheng picked up the pen, took back the paper in the manager's hand, and wrote the two words "Treasure-collecting Tower" on it.

Thanks to the History department's mother who had scolded her since childhood to practice soft brushwork, and after she left the country, she would occasionally take out pen and paper to practice because she missed her hometown, which was why she was able to write so well.

The supervisor was confused. It seemed that this white piece of paper could be written with some unknown material. However, even the best silk was only worth 5 taels of silver each.

If such a thing was auctioned off, what good price could it fetch?

Bai Zheng finished writing and blew lightly on the completed word before handing it to the manager: "Manager knows, if this small piece of paper were to be filled with words, it would only need a few dozen pages to hold the [Records of the Great Zhou]."

The supervisor took a deep breath.

"Records of the Great Zhou", written by the sage of the previous dynasty, Xu Chao, recorded the history and characters of the various dynasties of the Great Zhou. It was an enlightening teaching material for all the scholars of the Great Zhou.

Only two ox-carts were needed to carry an ordinary bamboo scroll. This was a good book, and it took two or three hundred years of effort before it was able to spread throughout the entire Great Zhou.

Bai Zheng understood the manager's expression, and added: "Compared to silk, the cost of this paper, even if it's a few dozen pages, is only a few coins."

A ray of light shot out of the steward's eyes. He could vaguely guess what was going on.

"It's extremely easy for silk to seep into ink, but this piece of paper isn't. It can be made much thicker like silk …"

The overseer's face was filled with wild joy.

Of course he understood what this meant! Simply saying that this paper was not expensive, but the appearance of this paper would change the fate of all the students of the entire continent!

Bai Zheng continued to speak leisurely, "I heard that the War God Sun Qi from the previous generation of Xiliang had a copy of the《 Twelve Techniques of War Countries》. His Majesty had always wanted it, but he had to put in a lot of manpower and resources. "If I were to use this paper to transcribe …"

If he were to use paper to copy it, he would be able to do so no matter how far away it was!

The manager had already guessed Bai Zheng's motive, but he still cautiously asked: "This piece of paper is indeed rare, but it's just as lady said, anything with a price of less than one coin won't be able to sell for a high price."

Bai Zheng smiled: "I'm not here to sell this paper this time, I'm here to ask Treasure-collecting Tower to help me auction the paper making technique for me."

Indeed!

The supervisor tried his best to suppress the excitement in his heart, but his attitude was even more respectful.

"On behalf of the Treasure-collecting Tower, I guarantee that this lady's treasure will definitely be sold to you at an auction three days from now. Only, for items that are being auctioned with the help of Treasure-collecting Tower, we would normally need to get paid a tenth of the interest. "

Ten percent was also right. Bai Zheng nodded, put down the teacup and stood up, then bowed: "I'll be troubling you. She went out in a hurry today, so she brought this piece of paper with him. On the fifteenth day, I will have to trouble the steward to send someone to my residence to retrieve the new paper that I have prepared. "

"May I ask what your name is? Where do you live?"

Bai Zheng did not hide it from him, since the crown prince and the others knew where the money came from, "My surname is Bai, one word and one zither, my father is the assistant minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Bai Yinan."

Isn't that the Third Miss who, after the corruption case in the past few days, had spread her Yongding City to everyone, and was determined to end the marriage because of Second Young Master Mansion of Prime Minister being so unscrupulous?

The supervisor was stunned, and Bai Zheng had already left the room. He looked at the piece of paper that Bai Zheng had left him, lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment. Then, she quickly walked up to the third floor, and headed towards a private room at the end of the corridor.

The private room was at the corner of the corridor. Ordinary people would have thought that they had reached the end of the corridor. Who knew that there would be another door hidden within a few steps?

The steward knocked on the door but there was no reply. He stood outside and waited quietly. After a while, he heard the sound of "Enter" from inside. The voice was calm and gentle.

He was sitting on a chair, covered in a thick blanket, and half of his elegant face was hidden behind a black mask. Beside him was a wolf that was completely white, and there was not a single strand of hair on its body.

The man caressed the wolf's head with one hand and flipped through the account book with the other. Although he appeared to be very relaxed, there was a natural noble air within this carefree manner.

The manager closed the door, turned around and respectfully made a gesture of respect, only then did he take out the paper Bai Zheng had left behind, and said: "Master, the Third Miss who is in charge of the Bai Mansion today has come here to ask us to auction something."