Ying Zheng could not help but feel anxious.
After all, the dream of sticking Dedication Talismans all over the Great Qin government offices and the land of the Great Qin Empire was too wonderful!
Qin Yun said helplessly," There's a huge difference!”
As he spoke, Qin Yun turned around and took out a stack of white paper from the bookcase behind him. He distributed a few sheets to Ying Zheng and Meng Yi before placing another sheet on the table.
"Talisman paper is the foundation of talismans.”
"The mortal world has no spiritual energy and no luck. It's almost impossible to withstand the power of the seal script.”
As he spoke, Qin Yun picked up the brush and dipped it in ink. Following that, he began to freely write on the white paper.
In the blink of an eye, a huge seal character 'Qin' appeared on the paper.
Picking up the paper and shaking it gently, Qin Yun sighed.
"Not only can this piece of paper not bear the seal ink, but it can't even bear the spiritual energy that comes out of my body.”
"It can only be used as a writing object.”
Qin Yun let his imagination run wild as he boasted. However, he was looking at Ying Zheng from the corner of his eye.
Upon seeing Qin Yun's helplessness, Ying Zheng's heart sank.
Was it so difficult to spread talismans in Great Qin?
When would his wish to fill the Great Qin's yamen with dedicated and patriotic talismans come true?
However, Meng Yi's eyes suddenly shrank when he looked at the white paper.
He placed the white paper on the table and dipped a brush in ink before writing a line of seal characters on the paper.
"Wenqi Changlong!"
Meng Yi's voice became more and more excited.”
"And even when the ink dried up, the smudging of the ink was also very restrained.”
"This thing is definitely a divine item for writing!”
Although the Meng family was famous for their military achievements, Meng Tian's great-grandfather was actually a great scholar of the Qi Kingdom.
Even though Meng Ao had abandoned Qi to go to Qin and became a general, the Meng family's education of poetry and books had not fallen behind.
The writing brush was invented by Meng Yi's elder brother, Meng Tian.
Meng Yi paid special attention to the writing object, so he naturally saw the beauty of this piece of white paper at a glance.
Qin Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that.
Selling paper directly didn't suit his status. Although he could earn some money, some people would think of him as a merchant. It was really putting the cart before the horse.
That was why he had said so much in the beginning, in order to smoothly draw out the white paper.
Qin Yun gave Meng Yi a satisfied look and said with a smile,""Brother Meng, do you think this paper is good?"
Meng Yi immediately nodded.”
"But for scholars, it is definitely a rare treasure!”
At this moment, the word 'paper' referred to the white silk used for writing, and the radical of the word 'paper' came from this.
Putting aside the price of using silk as paper, due to the texture of silk, the brush would smudge a large amount of ink when it landed on the silk cloth.
The strokes of Xiao Zhuan were complicated. In order to prevent the strokes from mixing together, the words written on silk were often several times larger than those written on bamboo slips.
However, every stroke on this paper was very clear, and there was almost no smudge. How could Meng Yi not be excited?
Qin Yun casually waved his hand." Brother Meng, what you have in your hands is just an experiment I made to reduce the cost of the talisman paper.”
"The price of this paper is very low. If Brother Meng likes it, you can take one catty with you when you leave.”
Meng Yi hurriedly waved his hand." This item is too precious. I'm ashamed to accept it!"”
Qin Yun chuckled." What's there to be ashamed of?"”
"This paper was created by the workshop in my residence.”
"A piece of white paper the size of a piece of cloth only costs five coins.”
Both Meng Yi and Ying Zheng were stunned, and they cried out in disbelief.
"Did Junzi Qin say something wrong?"
"How is that possible? A piece of cloth costs eleven coins, and a piece of silk costs three hundred coins.”
Qin Yun nodded and said," It's only made of some bamboo and wood. The cost is mostly the wages of the craftsmen. Five coins is considered high.”
"I, Qin, will not be polite with the two of you.”
Meng Yi slapped his thigh in excitement." If the cost of making this paper is really so low, how lucky would all the scholars in the world be?!"”
"This paper is one foot in length and width, and can write more than three hundred small seal characters.”
"Not to mention silk, even bamboo slips are much cheaper!”
"With this item, there will be more people in the world who can read and write. In the long run, everyone in Great Qin will be able to read and the culture will flourish!”
Ying Zheng was also rubbing the white paper in his hand excitedly.
The more scholars there were, the more officials there would be.
At that time, Ying Zheng would no longer have to worry about the lack of officials, and he could even choose the best from the best.
Unlike now, even if they were officials of the six dynasties, Ying Zheng had to pinch his nose and continue using them.
Not only all the scholars in the world, but Ying Zheng had to read bamboo slips that weighed a stone every day. If all the memorials of officials in the future were written on paper, how much strength would he save every day?
Meng Yi bowed deeply and cupped his hands at Qin Yun.""On behalf of all the scholars in the world, this Meng thanks Gentleman Qin!”
Ying Zheng also cupped his hands in admiration.”
Qin Yun smiled and waved his hand." It's just a fortuitous attempt when creating talisman papers. It doesn't deserve your boasting.”
Qin Yun was smiling, but he was already feeling anxious.
Old Zheng, can you be more reliable?
Even if your real identity is probably a high-ranking official, isn't your disguised identity a merchant?
Such a huge business opportunity, and you pretend not to see it?
Hurry up and talk to me about cooperation!
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