Great Qin's current talent selection system was still the recommendation system!
It was not that Brother Zheng could not see the drawbacks of the recommendation system, but there were too few scholars in this era!
The cost of reading was too high. Knowledge in this era was expensive. A bamboo tube was enough to pass down a family's heritage. The nobles controlled the collection of books. A book could even make a scholar risk his life for it. One could imagine how expensive the cost of learning was!
As for the commoners reading?
What kind of cattle and horses were the commoners?
The cost of a bamboo tube alone is not something an ordinary family can afford.
However, Zhao Yan's words gave Brother Zheng a new train of thought!
Zhao Yan had once said that the cost of producing paper was extremely cheap!
"Tell me, how much does it cost to print a book?”Brother Zheng looked at Zhao Yan with a burning gaze!
"Not counting labor, it's less than 100 Qin coins, about 150?”Zhao Yan said uncertainly.
He knew about the prices of goods in Great Qin's era, and he knew that there was a lot of room for reduction. However, he was afraid that there would be some mistakes, so he had to increase it by a bit.
When Brother Zheng heard this, he was completely stunned!
Just do as Zhao Yan said, 150 wen!
It was cheap enough!
One bamboo tube could only write one or two hundred words, and a book would require at least a dozen or even a hundred bamboo tubes. The cost of a bamboo tube, including labor, was more than three hundred Qin coins!
In other words, the cost of a paper book and a bamboo book had been reduced by dozens or hundreds of times!
Even though ordinary people would find it difficult to bear the price of a book, the Humble Class scholars would definitely benefit from it!
"Enough! Enough!" Brother Zheng clapped his hands, and his tightly knitted brows completely relaxed!
"Dun Ruo!"
Brother Zheng turned around and waved!
A figure bowed and entered from outside!
"If you need anything, just look for him!" Brother Zheng looked at Zhao Yan!
If Zhao Yan wanted to open a bookstore, he could! Moreover, they had to support him strongly!
Because Great Qin had never had a World Library before, Brother Zheng wanted to find out more about Zhao Yan's library!
If it worked, this would be a grand occasion that far surpassed Jixia Academy!
"In addition! This is for you!" Brother Zheng casually pulled out a jade pendant from his waist!
"In the future, when you enter the palace to see me, there is no need to inform me!”
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Zhao Yan left after getting a satisfactory answer. Wang Jian was also comforted by Brother Zheng. He could not resign anymore, but he still had to continue raising the brat!
Brother Zheng, who was in the palace, looked at the green sweet potato sprouts beside the table and was in a very good mood!
"This kid has helped me a lot!”
Brother Zheng looked at the method of purifying refined salt that Zhao Yan had left behind before he left!
In the end, Zhao Yan still chose to purify the salt and give it to Brother Zheng!
Of course, he could rely on Brother Zheng's love for him to manage this thing himself!
However, regardless of whether it was from the perspective of the country or from various perspectives, this kind of thing was harmful to him!
No matter when, the strength of an individual was hard to compare with the country. If it was handed over to Brother Zheng, the production of refined salt would only be faster! This way, Great Qin's residents would be able to eat cheap salt as soon as possible!
He would only have more money if he kept it, but Zhao Yan did not need that much money. He did not want to take advantage of this loophole. Refined salt was an expensive necessity for ordinary people!
Mantou made of human blood was not delicious!
For Brother Zheng, this was a huge surprise that was comparable to a sweet potato!
Salt! There was no need to say what it meant in ancient times!
If Zhao Yan's recipe worked, Great Qin would no longer have to worry about lacking salt! As a result, the price of salt in Great Qin would drop greatly!
The substantial reduction in the price of salt would naturally cause economic turmoil, and even many salt merchants who relied on it for survival would lose their capital!
But Brother Zheng didn't care!
There's no need to say what kind of salt and iron were sold in ancient times.
They were a group of outlaws and a force that was not controlled by the imperial court. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were lying on the country's back and sucking blood!
Lost everything? Brother Zheng didn't even blink when his family was destroyed!
"I have something to tell you!"
Brother Zheng, who was in a good mood, looked at the silent Dun Ruo!
"Investigate Zhao Yan's background!" Brother Zheng said in a deep voice!
At this moment, Brother Zheng really wished that Zhao Yan was his biological son!
However, this matter could not be changed by a person's will!
But no matter what, Zhao Yan's position in Brother Zheng's heart had risen once again. If there was an intimacy bar, Zhao Yan and Brother Zheng's intimacy would have been maxed out by now!
Dunruo lowered his head and silently retreated!
Brother Zheng knocked on the table and looked at the sweet potato vines that had already turned green. There had never been a time when he was in a better mood!
Sweet potatoes! Salt making technique, paper making technique!
"It would be great if he was really my son!”
Even at this moment, Brother Zheng had the urge to ignore the truth and just cook the rice!
this kid
It was too much to his liking!
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