Chapter 147

"The war in the East has changed. Yumingchuan may be back soon. I'll leave when he comes back. You don't have to worry."

Zhang Dan just turned his head, smiled and strode away.

The smile on Lu Qing's face fell down. Was she bothered by Zhang Danxin?

She is really bored. Although she has been busy with Wu Bao's later Affairs recently, she still avoids the area haunted by Zhang Dan as much as possible, and even hasn't gone to Tiangong Institute for several months.

She's avoiding him.

She did not avoid Yang Jin, Xue Yan and Wang Jian, but Zhang Dan.

What does that mean?

Lu Qing shook her head and thought more about it. Anyway, she and Zhang Dan are not passers-by. What she has to do is to keep the new home here obediently.

When her husband comes back.

Back at his residence, Lu Qing put the bundle of books on the table and unfolded them one by one. He found that each book represented a type.

For example, those of Lu qingjiao have a separate volume, including blacksmiths, carpenters and stonemasons, a volume of mulberry and hemp for farmland water conservancy, a volume of animal husbandry, a volume of diet and medicine, a volume of business and a volume of miscellaneous records.

When you open it, the first page is the record time, the name of the lecturer, what you are from, and then the text.

The lines of text are all regular script, very beautiful, and some of the illustrations are comparable to the drawings of later generations.

The courses Lu Qing missed can be basically mastered by referring to these books. This is a real textbook!

No, this book must be printed more. She doesn't mind transmitting her skills to the world. People can live a more comfortable life as soon as possible. What's wrong?

Who said we must slowly climb the science and technology tree according to the laws of nature?

When she came here, she went against the law of natural development. If it was arranged by God, all she provided was reasonable.

Printing, well, it seems time to teach them movable type printing!

"Huo Jing, find some mud and let's play together." Lu Qing smiled at Huo Jing sweetly. Her bright appearance could blind people.

Huo Jing shook his head vigorously. When the general came back, he was afraid that he would finish when he saw his wife like this.

"Shake your head? Do you think I really want to play with the mud? Go and prepare. I have something important."

Huo Jing hurried out to make arrangements. As long as his young wife said there was something important, it must be a great thing.

Not much. Several auxiliary soldiers came with several pots of mud and put it in the yard, waiting for Lu Qing to continue to give orders.

Lu Qing secretly helped her forehead. She just wanted to use a piece of mud as a demonstration of movable type printing books. She didn't use so much.

But forget it. I got it all. Let's play together.

Lu Qing asked them to clean up a piece of bluestone in the yard, pour the wet mud on it, knead it for a while, and make small squares of the same size.

Then let the best one engrave the commonly used words one by one and hang them there.

When they had lunch, the mud dried a lot, and Lu Qing sent someone to call the people from the paper workshop.

A group of old men watched Lu Qing bind those square mud blocks like seals together, stained with ink and printed a large piece of words on a piece of paper.

What is this, asking them to print?

But in the twinkling of an eye, a group of people were stunned, because Lu Qing untied the rope, repositioned the square mud blocks, stained with ink, and printed a large piece of words in a completely different order from the original.

Then Lu Qing turned to them.

"See?"

He song, who was in charge of the paper workshop, stared at the handwriting printed on the paper and didn't answer Lu Qing's question.

Lu Qing didn't urge them either. Let them see.

"Boss he! If we use this method, we don't have to be rigid every time!"

A teenager who looked a few years younger than Lu Qing shouted, and the male duck's voice was particularly abrupt during the sound change period.

He song suddenly woke up and slapped his head heavily.

"Hey! I think I have some tricks. I just can't figure it out. You're still smart!" He Song said, and he turned back and patted the boy on the shoulder.

"Don't talk nonsense, boss he. Han joined the army to teach us!" the boy was smart and quickly saluted Lu Qing.

Lu Qing smiled: "it's good to know how to do it. You can carve all the commonly used words like this. I don't care what material to use. I use mud just to give you a demonstration. If you want to use it for a long time, it's better to be stronger."

He song nodded repeatedly and left with a thousand thanks.

A few days later, the paper workshop began printing.

The brochures recorded by Zhang Dan are printed very quickly.

Because he song has made several sets of words, so that he can print multiple pages at the same time.

When Wu Bao's hardcover was completed, thousands of copies of those books had been printed.

You can buy it in the grocery store under Yumenguan industry, and the price is not expensive.

Few people buy a full set, most of them buy what they need. For example, farmers buy Nongsang and herdsmen buy animal husbandry. Only Mr. Sanshan can buy a full set.

Yes, as soon as this set of books came out, Mr. Sanshan ran to buy it. As a result, Lu Qing specially prepared to give him a set of books at home.

"This set of books will be spread all over the world."

Mr. Sanshan said so and put this set of books in the class of Tiangong Institute. As long as children want to read them, they can read them.

These children are common people's children. They may not be able to learn from literature in the future. Maybe they will do household work like their grandparents, or even just farm and release horses.

These books, which condense the knowledge of countless capable people, will be their best guidance.

If only the people in the Central Plains could see this set of books.

Mr. Sanshan sighed and continued to teach his lessons.

Compared with later generations, the materials used in Wubao are absolutely environmentally friendly. Now the floors and walls have been completed. You can move in as long as you decorate them a little.

Lu Qing was reluctant to tidy up.

Such a big castle, especially the floor between her and yumingchuan, is empty and bright. She doesn't want to live alone. It's too lonely.

Walking on the smooth marble floor, listening to the dada echo, Lu Qing misses yumingchuan more and more.

He said in his letter that he would be back in early April.

Liu Han's internal chaos was fierce, and Liang Guo didn't seem to have the idea of fighting the Yellow River, so he was about to withdraw his troops.

Now it is the end of February. Cheer up and Lu Qing begins to prepare Wubao's daily necessities.

At least when yumingchuan comes back, they can live directly in Wubao.

So the tables, chairs and beds already prepared by the carpenter began to move in one after another.

All kinds of fabrics and bedding in the weaving workshop were also moved in according to Lu Qing's requirements.

By the beginning of March, all the things in wubaoli were ready, so they were sent.