Everyone knew.
The things that Great Qin used to write on were silk and bamboo slips.
This was also why there were so few literate people in Great Qin.
Silk is expensive.
A horse that cost hundreds of yuan could only be used for half a month.
In Great Qin, a stone of grain was only worth 100 gold coins.
But it could feed a family of three for half a year!
Which ordinary person could afford to use silk to write?
Although bamboo slips were cheap, they contained very little information. Usually, the content that could be contained in a silk book would have to be stored in half a cart of bamboo slips.
It took time and effort to circulate.
This was the main reason why Great Qin's people were restricted from studying!
But at this moment, the paper in front of everyone…
"It's made from tree bark and fallen leaves, and it's so light and soft…"
Meng Yi carefully held the hemp paper in his hand, and tears actually appeared at the corners of his eyes.
"With this piece of paper…Great Qin's literary fortune will prosper!!!”
Everyone recovered from their shock when they saw Meng Yi's expression.
Cheap, light, and able to write.
This was simply a divine item born to write!
Other than the uneven texture and slight fragility, there were almost no other flaws.
And it was this divine item that His Majesty actually said that he would give it to them…to wipe their asses?
Seeing that everyone was looking at him with strange gazes.
Zhao Tuo shrugged his shoulders." This level can only barely be written. It's far from meeting my requirements."”
"When the real paper for writing is made, you will know.”
"By the way, Minister Feng, how is the progress of reducing the corvee?”
"Your Majesty, the cement ash has been transported to Mount Li and the northern borders. The prisoners of war and convicts of the six dynasties have also begun to take over the labor of the corvee.”
"If there are no accidents, the first batch of returning conscripts will set off in a few days.”
Zhao Tuo nodded in satisfaction.
"Not bad, let's call it a day.”
After saying that, Zhao Tuo turned around and returned to the main hall with Little Peach.
Only Meng Yi, Ying Zheng, and the others were left looking at each other.
"It seems that…the words His Majesty said after returning to the palace from the Pilgrimage Ceremony have always been etched in his heart.”
"That's right. Otherwise, why would he start making this paper for writing so quickly?”
"Speaking of which, as expected of Your Majesty. You're really intelligent to be able to make such a cheap and convenient writing object so quickly.”
"Do you need to say that? That's His Majesty!”
"That's right. After all these years, His Majesty has always been like this. It's not strange for him to have all kinds of magical things.”
"Yeah, just like those potatoes and sweet potatoes. I still feel like I'm dreaming.”
"Isn't that so? There's also that horse-drawn carriage and the curved plow. His Majesty still has many tricks hidden in his robe.”
" Damn, that bunch of Confucians are in trouble. They still don't know what the Confucians are going to face. Tsk tsk…"
Listening to Meng Yi, Feng Quji, and Wang Ben whispering to each other, Ying Zheng's face turned red.
What were these three people talking about? He couldn't answer them at all!
In the end, the person who didn't understand Zhao Tuo the most was still his biological father, right?
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng snorted coldly and said,"You guys! Tell me about those beans and melons. What's going on!”
"Your Majesty, don't be anxious!" Meng Yi chuckled." Well, let's find a place to sit down and talk about it in detail."”
"Also, you have to be mentally prepared. Don't be frightened.”
“？？？”
……
Ding!" Ying Zheng was extremely shocked after hearing Meng Yi's story. You have received 13,9900 reputation points.”
Ding!" Ying Zheng was extremely shocked after listening to Feng Qujiyi's narration. You have received 11,3200 reputation points.”
Ding!" Ying Zheng was extremely shocked after hearing Wang Ben's story. You have received 12,100 Reputation Points.”
The system notifications rang out three times in a row, causing Zhao Tuo, who was reviewing the memorial, to be dumbfounded.
"What's wrong? System bug?"
Zhao Tuo looked at the 400,000 Reputation Points that appeared out of nowhere in his balance.
In addition to the 400,000 reputation points, as well as the 300,000 points contributed by the workers who had seen the effect of the cement over the past two days.
As well as the original 700,000 reputation points, which meant…
After recovering from his shock, Zhao Tuo quickly opened the Reputation Shop.
[Beginner Paper Making: 132,000 Reputation Points]
[Reputation Points Balance: 132, 1003]
"... I really got what I wanted, right?”
" Beginner Paper Making Technique: 132,000 reputation points. Do you wish to exchange?"”
"Yes, sir!"
In an instant, the balance shrank to a pitiful four-digit number.
Meanwhile, Zhao Tuo endured the pain in his heart and digested the information provided by the system. Then, he rushed out of the door again and went straight to the temporary paper workshop in the palace.
……
With the support of professional paper-making techniques, hemp paper that truly met the requirements began to be produced in large quantities.
On the other side, the Confucians who had just received the news of the massacre of the Confucians who had obstructed the transport convoy were completely unaware of this.
Under Zhao Tuo's orders, the people from the Black Ice Platform who had infiltrated San Chuan, Nan Yang, and other counties also started to move.
A real hunter would usually appear as prey.
When the Confucians made Xianyang Palace and even Zhao Tuo their targets…
Little did they know that they had already been targeted by Zhao Tuo!
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