early morning.

The sun shines on the streets in a gentle way.

Sulu was walking slowly on the road and saw a young couple walking towards him.

"Ri'an, Mr. Turing!"

When they saw Sulu, they took the lead in saying hello.

"Congratulations, Herak, your wife is about to give birth?"

Sulu responded with a smile, and the two sides walked by in an interlaced manner.

After a morning walk every morning, he returned to the mansion, and the female slave Martha immediately served the food for today.

The staple food is wheat bread, served with olive oil and wine, and a small dish of fine salt - at this time, this is the food of the best.

Sulu took two bites indifferently and ordered, "Let Bidi and Hamilton come over."

Hamilton was another male slave he bought, able to read and calculate, and the price was very high.

And since Bidi saw Sulu’s big move that time, he has followed him to do things.

Not long after Martha went down, Biddy and Hamilton came over: "Ri'an, sir!"

"Well, let's go and see my factory..."

Su Lu wiped his mouth, stood up, and led the two men to a papermaking workshop in the city.

As soon as I got started, I saw several pools, with a large number of rag heads and plant skins soaked in them.

"The merchants outside the city are happy to buy limestone and are willing to supply them in large quantities."

Biddy reported next to him.

When Sulu entered the workshop, he saw a large number of preliminarily separated fibers that were beaten into pulp, filtered, taken out, dried or dried, turning into white paper with various colors.

He picked up one at random and found that because the process was simple and the paper was rough, it could not reach the level of "white as snow", but it was not a problem to write it.

"Where is the market?"

Sulu asked.

"According to the owner's instructions, the price of ten iron shells is lower than that of cloth and animal skins, and is more convenient than clay boards. Someone has purchased a batch, and the response is very good..."

Hamilton replied.

“Well…continue…”

Sulu waved his hand.

His external identity is Turing, a scholar-oriented businessman.

Since you are ready to play this role well, you naturally need to do something.

Moreover, taking out papermaking is also for the better development of civilization.

Paper is the best carrier of knowledge, at least before more advanced storage media develops.

As for confidentiality and profitability, to be honest, Sulu doesn't care at all.

After inspecting the workshop and answering several questions from Biddy and Hamilton, Sulu returned to his house.

Along the way are the Herac family.

Herac was a warrior of the city state. He used to need to follow the city lord to go out to war, kill giant beasts in the wilderness, and fight with a large group of savages. It was very dangerous, but it had a good income.

Moreover, when there is no war, it is very leisurely.

In Sulu's view, there are some civic classes similar to those of ancient Athens.

In addition to the one who is pregnant, he and his wife have two daughters, both of whom are only thirteen or fourteen years old, but they can already help with some housework.

At this time, as the dangers around him gradually decreased, the city-state soldiers had rarely been exposed to war, had no chance to get rich, and the birth of a third child led to the beginning of poverty in the Herac family's life - of course, this was Sulu's observation.

That night.

The harsh woman screamed, suddenly cutting through the tranquility of the night.

"It's Herak...his child is going to be born."

Sulu stood up, opened the window, and looked at the Herac's house.

The head of the family was wandering restlessly outside the house, the daughters were so panicked that they knew how to cry, and there was only an old nanny busy inside.

"Survival and reproduction are the two major desires of living things..."

Sulu looked at this scene quietly and sighed secretly.

In his sight, the moon in the sky suddenly shone brightly.

In the hazy mist, a trace of light gathered towards the hut next to it.

Of course, to outsiders, there are still no strange phenomena.

"What kind of gods and humans are reincarnated, powerful people are reincarnated... I, the Creator, don't speak, or... without this setting, there will be no strange things..."

Sulu's fingers moved.

Outside the world, an illusory meteor emerged, landed straight down, and smashed into the cabin next to it.

This is a "visibility" that only he can see.

The next moment.

"Wow! Wow!"

The loud cry of a baby sounded.

Sulu saw the mother pushing open the door and handing a baby who had just cut her umbilical cord to Herac.

Herak's eyes were red, and he held the baby high above his head, his voice choked but loud: "In the name of Herak of Molic...he is my son, his name is Jupiter!"

"Jupiter...welcome to this world! Minecraft!"

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Sulu's face.

The next day, he asked Martha to send a lamb next door as a gift for the newborn.

This is a great gift for any family.

Therefore, Herac came to thank him directly.

"Turing, thank you very much... If Span hadn't just given birth, she and the child would have arrived in person."

Herac said sincerely.

"Seeing new life always makes me happy... This may mean that my business also bodes well..." Sulu replied with a smile.

“Thank you so much…”

Herac is a rough man and can only repeat his words.

At this time, his eyes turned and saw Sulu's study room, with a surprised expression on his face: "This is..."

Sulu came out from a single room on the second floor, with wooden racks placed inside, and various books were all over the top.

A large number of clay boards were piled on the bottom layer, like thick bricks, and on the upper layer were stacked with animal scutellar paper, and some books also had fluffy animal hair on the covers of the surface.

In addition, several works of art of different styles are hung on the corners and walls.

Herac was already stunned.

"I am a scholar. I usually like and like to collect books... Businessmen are just my hobbies and side jobs..."

Sulu smiled and said, "This is my collection, from the history books that began with the establishment of the Hommon Kingdom, to the geography of the northern orc kingdom, their writings, as well as the sea documents that exist in ancient texts... and even the great races earlier, their artwork is very good..."

Herac could no longer speak. His shallow knowledge had no idea what happened before the Hommon Kingdom.

He just knew that Turing was a very great scholar based on these collections of books alone.

After saying goodbye, he returned to his home and kissed Jupiter in the cradle.

"Dad, have you thanked Turing?"

asked his wife, who was lying on the bed.

"Well, and...I have an idea."
Chapter completed!