"Uncle Fourth, how many pieces of paper can this workshop make every day?" Chen Zhengtai couldn't help asking.

"This... is really hard to say." Uncle Fourth was silent for a long time: "I think it should be calculated by kilograms. I calculated that it is just a trial production now. If we recruit more people in the future and prepare more clinker, not to mention a few hundred kilograms a day, it is not difficult to have a thousand kilograms."

Chen Zhengtai felt confident: "Then I'll take a few pounds first. Chen Fu, come on, carry the paper."

Chen Fu dared not be negligent. He was so busy that he happily moved the paper and followed Chen Zhengtai to the Royal Erpigou University.

At this time, after experiencing restlessness and anxiety, the nine scholars gradually calmed down. No matter what... although they were locked up here and were not allowed to go out, the imperial examination was about to be imminent, and they had to calm down and study with peace of mind.

Fortunately, the conditions here are pretty good, with food and drink. If there is any need, someone will help you buy it, and even send a letter to report your family safety.

At this time, they saw Chen Zhengtai leading Chen Fu in.

Chen Fu snapped and put a few kilograms of paper on the table.

Hao Chujun has a stubborn temper. When he saw Chen Zhengtai, he was about to argue with Chen Zhengtai well and told him not to bully others with power.

But then, his eyes fell on the paper and his eyes couldn't move away.

This paper has a very good texture and is snow-white all over, which is completely different from the hard yellow paper that Hao Chujun usually uses.

Several other scholars seemed to have noticed this. They are scholars, and pens, inks, paper and inkstones are tools of production for them, so they naturally have special preferences.

At this time, their eyes were straightened, and they forgot to stand beside them... the guy who pushed them to this fire pit.

Chen Zhengtai sat down, crossed his feet, and then said, "Okay, don't look first. I'll save you from the sword of His Royal Highness. I'll help you, Chen Fu, go and get them pens and ink for them, and ask them to help me copy something. I'm ugly in front of me, and I won't help me put the prince."

Hao Chujun touched the paper with his fingers. The soft-touched paper made him not hear what Chen Zhengtai was saying at all, but asked excitedly: "Where did this paper come from?"

Chen Zhengtai glanced at him and said lightly: "It was made by me."

"What?" All nine people were shocked, all looking at Chen Zhengtai with disbelief: "You can..."

Chen Zhengtai was too lazy to explain.

Hao Chujun was shocked inside. Even though he was born in a wealthy family, he had never seen such a good paper stamp, let alone used it, so he spoke tremblingly.

"Can you give me more paper?"

"Chen Fu goes and get more."

Chen Fu took the order and hurriedly went to pick up the paper.

Chen Zhengtai grinned at them.

"As long as you help me copy good things, how much paper does this kind of paper cost and how much is it."

Everyone was shocked again. How could Chen Zhengtai, who looked uncontrollable, really make such good paper?

Li Yifu's eyes were even more excited and red. He never dreamed that he could use such good paper to read and write in this life. He was anxious and hurriedly took the pen and ink, dipped the pen, and trembled his hands, and dropped the pen first. When the tip of the pen was down, the ink seemed to solidify and did not spread like ordinary hard yellow paper. The ink traces were full, which contrasted with the snow-white paper. The black and white were clear. Li Yifu found that his hands were trembling...

In this life... if you can use this paper, it will be enough!

This "benefactor" is really willing to give up on himself.

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Taipingfang, which relies on Taichang Temple, has always been the residence of high-ranking officials and nobles.

Because there are many mansions and the area is quite large, there are few pedestrians on the street, far less lively than the neighborhoods near East and West.

At this time, someone was holding a stack of paper in his hand and calling along the street: "Epigou has recruited students, recruited students..."

Because there are few pedestrians, most of the nobles who travel are obviously not interested in this person. The person screams and smokes out of his throat, and there are very few cars and horses along the way.

Everyone just thinks this person is very annoying, especially when they hear the three words Erpigou, they hate it even more.

If the university is added later, the people in the city will immediately laugh. The university is such a joke. What a family of classics passed down from generation to generation in Mengjin, and his family is worthy of it?

Is it so easy to teach people to study?

The talents in the world are hidden in the high-ranking mansion with a sacred view in front of the door.

However... at this moment, a carriage finally stopped. Then the coachman took a piece of paper, arrived in front of the car, pulled the curtain in front of the car, stretched out his hand, and took the paper.

The person sitting in the car is not an ordinary person. This person's hair and beard are white, but the maintenance is excellent, and he looks a bit fairy-like.

He didn't have many accessories in his clothes, but the cut was excellent.

This person is named Yu Shinan. Although he is cowardly and weak, he seems ordinary. However, because he was a military officer in the Qin Palace and was well-read in poetry and books, he became a bachelor of Hongwenguan, and he was in charge of literature and a member of Fang Xuanling and others. He was one of the "Eighteen Bachelors". After his death, Li Shimin built Lingyan Pavilion, and Yu Shinan also became one of the twenty-four heroes of Lingyan Pavilion, with a transcendent status.

If it were just like this, it would be fine. Because his calligraphy was excellent, there was a time when the current emperor Li Shimin studied with him and learned calligraphy. To a certain extent, this old man who was in charge of Wenhan in the world with Fang Xuanling was considered half an imperial teacher.

He sat in the carriage and took the flyer. His hands were soft and more importantly, the paper was too good. He had never seen such a good paper before, and he was stunned for a moment.

Then, he opened the curtain of the car, but saw the person who sent the flyer looked lazy, as if he was lazy. Seeing that no one received the flyer, he threw the white paper casually. He saw that the ground was covered with the white paper, and the cars and horses along the way were crushed by the wind, and some were even swept up in the air.

Oh my God...

Yu Shinan's pupils immediately contracted and his body trembled.

He actually lost his composure and screamed.

"Hurry, go to the Secretariat."

Then... the carriage entered the palace and entered the Secretariat.

Here, Yu Shinan met Fang Xuanling.

Fang Xuanling was surprised when he heard that Yu Shinan came to see him, but he did not dare to neglect him. He hurriedly asked someone to serve tea, and then said, "When did Mr. Yu come back from Luoyang?"

Yu Shinan said lightly: "I will return today."

It turns out that Yu Shinan has been on duty at the Hongwenguan in Luoyang for the past six months, but in fact... it is because Yu Shinan is old and Li Shimin cared about his poor health and asked him to rest in Luoyang.

After hearing this, Fang Xuanling said in surprise: "I wonder why Mr. Yu hastily returned to Chang'an?"

Yu Shinan said without hesitation: "***."

After hearing this, Fang Xuanling smiled.

This Tokyo is naturally the eastern capital Luoyang. During the Kaihuang period of the Sui Dynasty, the Tokyo Shangshu Province was established in Luoyang. Because there were a large number of palaces there, people habitually called Luoyang and Chang'an the East Capital, Xidu, or Tokyo and Xijing.

I heard that Luoyang has been very hot recently, so it turns out that Yu Shinan took this opportunity to go back to Guanzhong to escape the summer heat.

But this Chang'an... isn't much better.

Fang Xuanling then said, "If Your Majesty knew that Mr. Yu was back, I don't know how happy he would be."

"I was about to go to see Your Majesty with Mr. Fang." Yu Shinan said with a stern face at this time, "Why did the former Sui Dynasty die in the second lifetime? Mr. Fang, Emperor Yang of Sui is extremely luxurious. You and I have seen each other in person. He laid silk on the road, and was extremely extravagant. Have you forgotten all these old things?"

Speaking of this, he rudely slapped a piece of paper on the desk and said righteously: "But when I returned to the capital this time, I found that today's Chang'an is no different from the time of Emperor Yang of Sui. In today's great disaster, someone in Chang'an City has distributed such precious papers freely, and even abandoned them at will. This... this... such a luxury style is really unprecedented. Look at this paper, just this thin piece, I think I may not be able to buy it for a few hundred yuan, but... it seems like I don't have money. I haven't returned to Chang'an for three years. Has Chang'an become such an extravagant? Mr. Fang, this style cannot be long. I want to see Your Majesty and make a complaint about this matter. Mr. Fang, do you go with me?"

Fang Xuanling was stunned. He picked up the paper. When he saw it, he was also scared. He rubbed the texture of the paper with his hands and couldn't help but say, "This paper is always expensive."
Chapter completed!