Young Master Manor.
Ying Changqing instructed the craftsmen to assemble the carved movable types in order, fix them with wax oil, brush them with ink, and start printing.
Xiao He and Cao Can each held a small notebook and carefully observed the entire process. From time to time, they would draw on the small notebook.
Their job today was to organize the steps of movable type printing into a book to facilitate the subsequent expansion of production.
Although they were tired and stained with ink, their faces were filled with excitement.
For scholars, nothing could surprise them more than a good book.
However, most of Great Qin's books were recorded in silk, sheepskin, or bamboo slips, which were too expensive. Xiao He and Cao Shen, who came from a Humble Class, had to spend a lot of effort to borrow one or two books to study.
When practicing calligraphy, he could only use dried leaves, or he could simply use branches as pens and the ground as paper.
The road of learning was so difficult that even now, he still felt sour when he recalled it.
Moreover, they were already considered lucky.
Although many of his peers who studied with him when they were young were not inferior to them in terms of talent, they had to give up their studies halfway due to family conditions and many other factors, leaving behind lifelong regrets.
However, with the cheap hemp paper and the simple and efficient movable type printing technique invented by Ying Changqing, the price of books had been reduced to an extremely low level.
According to their repeated calculations, once mass production began, the price of a single book could drop to a hundred or even twenty to thirty coins!
Although it was still not very cheap, ordinary families could still buy one or two books occasionally.
Moreover, Ying Changqing had also proposed a plan to set up an official school that would be sponsored by the imperial court. Once it was promoted, poor children would have a chance to become outstanding through their studies and completely change the fate of their entire family.
Thinking of this, the two of them looked at Ying Changqing with admiration.
Even though this Young Master was quite cruel to the remnants of the Six Nations, he had given all of Great Qin's commoners a new hope!
On the other hand, if these lawless people were not confiscated, the already exhausted Great Qin treasury would not be able to afford the high cost of education subsidies.
Xiao He and Cao Can had a new understanding of Ying Changqing's 'ruthlessness'. They were now more confident about the job that Ying Changqing had assigned them.
"Your Highness, you've been busy all morning. Take a break and drink some water!”
Bo Ji walked over with a cup of tea. Her clear eyes were filled with love.
Every time she interacted with Ying Changqing, Bo Ji would discover more of his strengths.
Although his Young Master was infamous, he only targeted his enemies.
His young master had always been very easy-going towards his own people and did not put on any airs.
He was thinking from the perspective of Great Qin and its people.
In Bo Ji's opinion, her Young Master was the true benevolent person and the best person in the world.
Especially to him, he doted on him to the extreme.
"Not bad, our Bo Ji's craftsmanship is indeed impeccable.”
Ying Changqing took the teacup from Bo Ji's hand and took a sip. A smile appeared on his face.
Although the techniques of stir-frying and brewing tea had been promoted in the residence for some time, what made Ying Changqing most satisfied was still Bo Ji's craftsmanship.
Looking at Ying Changqing and Bo Ji's solemn expressions, Lu Zhi, who was standing at the side, had a hint of envy in his eyes.
Sister Bo Ji was really lucky.
In the entire Great Qin, there was no one like Ying Changqing, who had such a high status but doted on the people around him.
However, why was this young master always indifferent to him and even turned a blind eye to him?
"Your Highness, His Majesty is here!"
At this moment, a guard hurriedly walked in and cupped his hands to report.
"Shouldn't the morning court be held at this time?”
Ying Changqing said with slight surprise.
"It's all because of you, kid. Imperial Father looked at the map the entire night and couldn't sleep at all!”
"This morning, I hurriedly arranged the matters of the official school, so I came directly to your side to ask about the detailed plan to conquer the Great Prairie!”
Ying Zheng gave Ying Changqing a displeased look and said,""You, on the other hand, are especially good at slacking off. You don't even go to the morning assembly!”
Ying Changqing spread his hands.
Great Qin's morning court session started at 7 AM, and they had to set off before dawn. He would not be so bored as to make himself suffer.
"Father has worked hard!"
"Drink some tea first and get tired!"
Looking at Ying Zheng's increasingly stern eyes, Ying Changqing hurriedly changed the topic.
The eyes of Wang Jian and the rest by the side had already completely widened.
The First Emperor actually had such a side to Young Master Changqing?
His Majesty really favored Young Master Changqing.
However, this kind of Emperor was much more amiable than the terrifying majesty in the royal court.
"You brat, you only know how to play tricks.”
Ying Zheng glared at Ying Changqing again, then took the teacup from Ying Changqing.
"This tea seems a little different?”
Feeling the refreshing fragrance of the tea, Ying Zheng felt that the tiredness from staying up late had been greatly reduced. He could not help but ask curiously.
"This kind of tea leaves has been specially fried and processed before being brewed. Not only can it relieve boredom, but it can also refresh one's mind and relieve fatigue.”
Ying Changqing threw a glance at Ying Zheng, who had obviously put on weight, and said,""Especially for people like Imperial Father who are tired all day. Drinking a little every day is especially beneficial.”
"However, the best method is to balance work and rest. It's more useful than any immortal pill.”
"Kid, you're really thoughtful!"
"However, Great Qin has so many things to do now. Even if Imperial Father wants to rest, he won't have the chance!”
"Unless you are willing to help Imperial Father share the burden.”
Ying Zheng took a sip of his tea and said with a gratified smile on his face.
Regardless of status, as long as he was a father, there was nothing happier than his children being successful and knowing how to be filial.
"Imperial Father, you've misunderstood your son!”
"Your son has not been lazy, but has been sharing Imperial Father's worries!”
"Well, your son has been busy experimenting with the new printing technique early in the morning and preparing books for the construction of the government!”
Ying Changqing took out a book that had just been printed and was still emitting the fragrance of ink, and handed it to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng's eyes immediately lit up.
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