"Print? I seem to understand what the little lord wants to do."
Zhang Liang's pupils trembled, and his heart was in turmoil.
He had a high intelligence and a flexible mind.
When he heard the word "printing", he instantly made an association.
"Does Little Lord mean that it is like a seal? As long as the words are engraved on the template like a seal, it will be like a seal."
Zhang Liang's eyes lit up.
Immediately, he looked at Ying Zimo with admiration.
Thinking about it this way, printing was indeed not difficult to create.
However, no one expected that.
"I see. In the future, I don't have to copy books by hand. I wonder how much more convenient it is!”
Gongshu Tuo pondered for a moment and instantly thought of many things.
But before he could speak.
Ying Zimo nodded and then shook his head.
"Mr. Zhang is already a thoughtful person to think of this, but it's not entirely right.”
"The upper limit of printing can still be improved.”
"If the engraving is made according to the content of the book, doesn't that mean that every time a new book is printed, even if it's just a few different words, we have to re-make the engraving mold? That would be too troublesome. Who knew how many engravings would be used?”
"So, why don't we just make an engraving of each word and arrange them?"
Although it was just a change of thought.
However, from the invention of printing to the invention of movable type printing, there was a dynasty in between.
Ying Zimo said as he took out the sample that he had prepared earlier.
His craftsmanship was very crude and could not be compared to the Gongshu family at all.
However, when he arranged the five words, he dipped them in ink and printed them on the paper.
"Movable-type printing."
These five words were left on the paper.
Her words woke him up from his dream.
In an instant, Gongshu Tuo felt as if he had been enlightened and discovered a new world.
It was a very simple thing.
However, its effect was not simple! From a certain point of view, this was simply an epoch-making creation, even more important than Qu Yuan Li!
What was even more ridiculous was that this was something that the eight-year-old Ying Zimo had thought of.
"Daddy, stop daydreaming. I told you long ago that Zimo was very smart. Do you believe me now?”
Gongshu Youlan could not help but cover her mouth and laugh.
It was rare to see her father in a daze.
"Movable-type printing"
Zhang Liang felt as if a flash of inspiration had lit up the darkness.
The movable type printing technique was like a key that connected all the problems in his heart!
The appearance of the Academy and the paper did not cause much of a reaction from the aristocratic families.
Why?
How many people could an academy teach? So what if he accepted poor scholars?
So what if the paper was cheap? With so many books, how many copies would the scholarly scholars make for the Humble Class disciples?
There was no paper that carried knowledge. It was just a tool for practicing calligraphy or transmitting information!
However, movable type printing was undoubtedly the last piece of the puzzle.
It could print countless knowledge on paper and make thousands of copies!
In other words, knowledge was no longer exclusive to aristocratic families! As long as poor scholars wanted to read, they could easily obtain them.
"Little Lord, you really gave me a difficult problem.”
Zhang Liang took a deep breath after he thought things through.
Working with smart people was a pleasure.
Everything was not in words. Without saying much, Zhang Liang knew the meaning of his position as the dean.
"Mr. Zhang is indeed smart. That's why I gave you this difficult problem.”
"Work hard, this is a matter that will last for thousands of generations. I guarantee that you won't end up like Shang Jun.”
Ying Zimo wanted to pat Zhang Liang's shoulder.
However, he tried his best to stand on his feet and gave up.
In the end, it only captured Zhang Liang's stomach.
Hearing such consolation, the bitterness on Zhang Liang's face grew even stronger.
The Lord of Shang was naturally Shang Yang. He had touched the interests of the nobles because of the reform.
Even though his system of military merits and laws were immeasurable and were the foundation for Great Qin to unify the world and sweep through the six countries, he still ended up in a terrible state.
"Do I have any other choice?"
Zhang Liang smiled bitterly.
With his steady and careful personality, he would never accept such an errand.
However, the situation was stronger than him now. There was no other way.
Moreover, was there any intention from the First Emperor behind this?
"Zifang, the fact that Little Lord has entrusted such a heavy responsibility to you is also a sign of his trust in you.”
Xiao He now had a certain understanding of Zhang Liang's ability.
Listening to the conversation between the two.
Gongshu Tuo lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the movable type printing mold without paying attention to what was happening outside the window.
Some things were better to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
"Shang Jun? Difficult problem? What do you mean?"
Gongshu Youlan blinked.
She was very intelligent in terms of skills, but she was often in the boudoir, so how could she understand the dangers involved?
"It's nothing. By the way, Sister Youlan, you haven't eaten potatoes yet, right?”
Ying Zimo turned around and smiled.
"No, but I heard from Princess Yin Man that potatoes are very delicious!”
"Today, I checked the growth and found that it could be eaten, so I asked the Embroidered Uniform Guards to secretly dig some out. Let's eat it in hot pot tonight!”
"That's great! Wait, why did he secretly dig it out?”
.......
In the bedroom.
Old Man Wang Jian counted the days. The potatoes should be almost done growing.
Today, he decided to bring Wang Ben along to check it out.
After all, the potatoes were ordered by His Majesty the First Emperor. They had to be foolproof!
"Hmm? Little Lord went to Gongshu Manor?"
"It's fine. I'll go in and check on the growth of the potatoes.”
The father and son brought a team of guards into the bedroom.
The Jinyiwei who stayed behind had already given orders and did not stop them.
"Dad, do you think these potatoes can really produce seven to eight thousand catties per mu?”
"Didn't you see the growth? Why are you still asking me?"
"That's true. Let's hurry up and collect them.”
Even though Wang Ben was experienced and prudent, he couldn't help but wipe his sweat nervously when he thought about the first batch of potatoes.
The potatoes were related to the lives of countless people in the Northern Frontier.
There was also the problem of whether the future hundreds of millions of people could fill their stomachs!
When the two of them walked into the courtyard.
Hmm?
Why did the corner of the farmland look like it had been gnawed on by a dog?
Good fellow!
"Who has the guts to enter the Little Lord's mansion to dig for food!？”
Old General Wang Jian's expression immediately changed.
In his heart, these potatoes were all precious! All of them had to be kept as seeds!
They took great care of the farmland and made people take care of it neatly.
Seeing the old general fly into a rage.
The officer who had stayed behind to guard the farmland swallowed his saliva.
"Old General, it was the Little Lord who dug it.”
Wang Ben was speechless.
Wang Jian was speechless.
After a moment of silence, he kicked the officer's butt again.
"What are you doing? Why didn't you stop me?”
"That little ancestor, it's not like you don't know how I can stop you!”
"Hmph, quickly get someone to collect the potatoes. Be careful.”
Wang Jian naturally knew that the officer was innocent and did not pursue the matter.
Moreover, the area that was ruined was very small, which was insignificant to the entire farmland.
As long as it wasn't his people who were stealing or failing to watch over them, the Little Lord…So be it.
Speaking of which, Wang Jian also missed the taste of potatoes a little.
It seemed like the Little Lord had done something recently…When the hotpot came out, she heard from Chun Xu that the taste was superb.
"Wang Ben."
"I'm here, Father. What's wrong?"
"After we finish collecting the potatoes, we'll go to Gongshu Manor to report the number to the Little Lord. Then,"
"And then?"
"I'll freeload another meal."
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