"This Taiji Fist is very magical. I only practiced it for an hour before I felt my body heat up and my mind clear.”
"Of course. Look at these uncles and aunties. Aren't they all sage-like? Moreover, they're more energetic than some young men. Other than eating well, it's also the effect of Taiji Fist.”
Hearing Ying Zheng's words, Jian Heng subconsciously rolled his eyes. At the beginning, when he invited these three people to practice Taiji Fist, they were still unwilling.
Now, all of them were really fragrant.
Hearing Jian Heng's words, Ying Zheng and the other two also found that these old men and women were all in high spirits. They didn't look like villagers at all.
"Is this Taiji Fist really a way to live forever?”Ying Zheng looked at Jian Heng with a fiery gaze. Not only did he have a divine item like potatoes, but he also knew the method of immortality. Wasn't this the legendary immortal?
"What longevity? Don't associate everything with longevity. This is just a way to prolong life. If you go to bed early every day and don't watch movies regularly, no matter how good Taiji Fist is, it won't be able to prolong your life.”
Jian Heng was really a little speechless at this businessman who kept talking about longevity.
If your body is good, Taiji Fist can help you live for a few more years. If your body is not good, Taiji Fist can't save your life. This thing is not a panacea.
Ying Zheng knew that he had said something wrong, and gave Jian Heng an awkward smile. This scene had frightened Li Si. He realized that the Emperor seemed to have gotten used to Jian Heng's words today, and did not seem angry at all.
After they finished practicing Taiji Fist, Jian Heng brought Ying Zheng and the others back to his own home. Ying Zheng had wanted to ask them about the aristocratic method of spreading rumors among the nobles of the six dynasties that he had mentioned yesterday. But Jian Heng's next words almost made Brother Zheng go berserk.
"Someone has already collected the potatoes from yesterday. You don't need them for the time being. I'll take you to the paper mill today.”
"What is it? You still have to work?"
Who was Ying Zheng? He was the one emperor who unified the six dynasties, and the whole world belonged to him. Although Peach Blossom Village was indeed a paradise, it was still within his jurisdiction. Under the whole world, it was the land of the king, the shore of the land, and the subjects of the king. How dare Zhao Cheng ask him to work again and again?
Was there any law?
"Aren't you talking nonsense? You guys eat and live with me. What's wrong with helping me do some work?”
"Didn't we help you yesterday?。。”
"Yesterday was yesterday, and today is today. You don't really think that I can keep raising you just because you harvested half an acre of potatoes, do you? The three men had only harvested half an acre of potatoes in the afternoon. They were not afraid to say it.”
Jian Heng deliberately lowered his voice when he said the last sentence, but it was still heard by Brother Zheng.
At that moment, Brother Zheng's face turned red with anger from this sentence. According to his past temper, Jian Heng dared to tease him like this, and his head would have long fallen to the ground.
But now that he was living under someone else's roof, plus he was really curious about the whole picture of Peach Blossom Village, so he endured it.
"Village Chief Jian, you mentioned a paper mill just now. What is this paper?”
Li Si saw that Brother Zheng's expression was a little off, so he quickly tried to smooth things over.
"Paper, this is something I invented to record. It's lighter than bamboo slips and cheaper than silk. Now, it has completely replaced bamboo slips in the village. Unfortunately, I can't go out for the time being. Otherwise, I would definitely present the method of making this paper to His Majesty. Sigh ~"
Upon hearing that Jian Heng wanted to offer the paper to him, Ying Zheng's anger immediately dissipated without a trace.
'He is still very respectful to me in his heart. He just said those words because he doesn't know his identity.'Brother Zheng thought happily in his heart that Jian Heng's flattery to him every time made him feel that he was doing a good job as an emperor.
"Oh, I'll have to take a look then. Village Chief Jian Heng, I'm afraid you don't know that one of my old master's main businesses is the bamboo scroll business.”
To a scholar, the paper Jian Heng mentioned immediately aroused his interest.
"What a coincidence."
After that, Jian Heng brought them to the paper mill.
In the factory, the workers were skillfully carrying out the steps of making paper.
Chopping, steaming, grinding, screening, bleaching-washing
After this series of steps, a piece of paper appeared in front of them.
When they saw the pile of paper that was almost as big as a mountain, Ying Zheng and the other two could not take their eyes off it.
Li Si carefully picked up a stack of paper and found that it was many times lighter than bamboo slips. If he could really write on it, it would be extremely important to Great Qin.
"This touch, this weight, I actually don't feel any weight at all. If I can write on this, it's really a strange object that will shock the world.”
"Uh, I can't write."
Just as Li Si was shocked by paper, Jian Heng's words poured cold water on him.
"Can't write? Didn't the village chief just say…”
Li Si immediately panicked. This was different from what he had agreed on. Didn't he say that the paper was to be used as a substitute for the bamboo slips? Why did he say that he couldn't write anymore?
Jian Heng sighed slightly and pointed to the white paper behind the pile of papers,""Those are the papers used for writing. The paper in your hand is very easy to scatter ink. I can't write."
"Hehehe, is that so?"
Li Si awkwardly placed the toilet paper in his hand back into the distance.
Fine, what a waste of feelings
"The manufacturing process of this paper is simple, but it's also difficult. If it's just to make toilet paper for wiping buttocks, it only needs three or four processes. However, if it's to make paper that can be written on, it's more troublesome. Today, you guys will help with the first step.”
Jian Heng turned to leave after giving his orders, but at this time, Ying Zheng stopped him.
"Wait, Village Chief Jian Heng, can you teach us the method to make paper? Just now, Li Fa said that my family is in the bamboo business. If I can master the method of making paper, it might be possible.。。。”
Brother Zheng hadn't finished speaking when Jian Heng interrupted him.
"Sure, I can sell you this paper-making method, but Old Zhao, you're penniless now. I won't ask you for money. Just give me 10% of the profits from the paper.
"Sell? Didn't you say just now that you'd send..."
"I said that I'm giving it to His Majesty, not giving it to you. His Majesty has it to benefit Great Qin's people, and you want it to earn money.”
Jian Heng pursed his lips. Brother Zheng is my idol, so naturally, I can give him away for free, but you businessmen want to take him for free? Impossible!
I... It's the Emperor you're talking about.
For the first time, Ying Zheng had the urge to lay his cards on the table with Jian Heng.
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