This Zhenguan is a bit silly

After waiting for almost half an hour, the pulp spread on the bamboo curtain looked like it was already dry.

The temperature in the greenhouse was very high, and in order to avoid uneven heating, Fang Chengen redesigned the furnishings of the stove in the greenhouse.

Thinking that the time was almost up, I let the craftsmen go in and took some bamboo curtains out.

"Okay, take your time, don't rush, don't push too hard, these papers shouldn't stick to the bamboo curtain......" Fang Chengen whispered to those craftsmen.

Looking at those white papers, Wu Dayong was shocked.

So big, so white.

How could such a clean paper be?

It's not that he hasn't seen good things, and he has had rice paper at home, but it's all one foot square, but now in front of him, this paper is at least three feet square, and even bigger.

As soon as several craftsmen took off the first piece of paper, Fang Chengen took it away.

At such an important moment, it was impossible for several disciples not to be there.

Zhao Hongyi had already waited for the pen and ink, and waited for the teacher to come over for the experiment.

Spread the white paper on the desk, pick up the brush casually, and dip it in ink.

With a stroke of the pen, a few arrogant characters appeared on the white paper.

Chicken, you are so beautiful!

"Well, that's good!" Zhao Hongyi, a real person, looked at the big characters like those dogs, his face was flushed, and it took a long time to hold back such a sentence.

"Well, beautiful!" "The teacher is awesome!" The rest of the people also followed with stinky feet.

Although he knew that these people were perfunctory, Fang Chengen was still very happy.

After all, fake praise is also a compliment!

If you don't accept it, people will be sad.

Fang Chengen took the piece of paper, opened it and looked at the back, although his pen was stained with ink, the paper was still impermeable, and the ink absorption effect on the front was also very good.

Moreover, although these papers use a lot of bamboo as raw materials, the paper is not brittle.

This kind of paper is the first time it has appeared in Datang.

In addition to Fang Chengen, the rest of the people also took the paper and watched it in turn.

After reading it, everyone was amazed.

"Young Master. How much is the right amount of money for such a big paper!" Wu Dayong took the paper and asked with concern.

In the end, he is a businessman, and he is so coppery.

Although I like the taste of this one.

"Hmph, how can you say how much money is about the things of scholars

!" Fang Chengen scolded: "Such an elegant thing, how much heart to say

!" "Oh! That young master, how much heart is this paper

!" "Just five minds!" "

What?"

At this time, not only Wu Dayong, but even several disciples were shocked and speechless.

Such a big paper, if it is rice paper, I am afraid that I can't get it for fifty yuan, not to mention, this paper is not much worse than rice paper, how can it be sold so cheaply.

"Young master, you're not old and confused, are you!" Wu Dayong reminded cautiously.

"Fart, this young master has a noble personality, and he doesn't earn the money of the readers, isn't it!"

"Young master, the villain just thinks that it is sold so cheaply, and he always feels that those scholars take advantage of our family, which makes the villain feel very bad, don't you often say that being taken advantage of by others is more painful than being cut soft......" Wu Da continued with a bitter face.

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Fang Chengen: "It's a sycophant, Young Master Ben has never said this

!" "What kind of person is Young Master Ben, a well-known moral gentleman in Chang'an City, just like that, Young Master Ben has calculated, even if it is five cents per piece, we will also make money!"

Several people looked at their young master, or the teacher bragging, and felt that their faces were a little hot and a little red.

Young master, you are a person, you don't have any points yourself!

If you want to say that you are a moral gentleman, then there are still bad people in Chang'an City

!" "Well, you need to find a warehouse in the city, and you also need a shop to sell paper!" Looking at the white paper that was taken down one after another, Fang Chengen couldn't help but touch his beardless chin and think.

"Young master, did you say that there is a warehouse for paper?

"Before the villain and the young master, he didn't also do business in the city, and then he followed the young master, and the business in the city was not done, but he still left a few shops and warehouses, which can be used to do this paper selling business!"

Fang Chengen looked at Wu Dayong thoughtfully, and this wordless gaze made Wu Dayong feel a little panicked.

"Old Wu, have you signed the deed of sale?"

Fang Chengen's words made Wu Dayong a little confused, and subconsciously said: "The villain has signed, young master, the villain's loyalty to the young master can be seen in heaven and earth, and the villain is now a serious Fang family

!" "Oh, that's it!" Fang Chengen slapped this guy on the head.

"Damn, you have signed a deed of sale, how can there be your family, it is all the shops and warehouses of this young master, say, what else are you hiding, say it, otherwise this young master will break your dog's leg." Wu

Dayong was a little crying without tears......

"Young master, the villain said it last time, didn't you say it, you took a fancy to a few broken shops and let the villain keep them for himself!" Wu Da looked at Fang Chengen with grievances.

Well, is there anything else about

this?" "That, that young master forgot, do

you have an opinion?" Wu Dayong was aggrieved, he wanted to cry, he was going to break the dog's leg, who would dare to have an opinion on this special mother

!" "Then what, let's produce it for three days first, save more paper, there must be a lot of people who want to buy it, in case it's not enough, you can only learn from Leizi

!" "Wu Dayong, you are the big shopkeeper in charge of business in the family, and you will be responsible for this matter!" Fang Chengen commanded.

"Yes, young master!" Wu Dayong replied.

"By the way, how many people are you looking for!" Fang Chengen thought for a while and took the brush again.

Looking at the blank paper in front of him, he wrote: Oh no, no, the Jiangnan Paper Mill has closed down, and the shopkeeper Huang He ran away with his sister-in-law, and had no choice but to sell this paper to the workers for wages, three feet of paper, a piece of five documents, and a ...... address

He also instructed Wu Dayong and said: "You write the address yourself, and then find a few more people, according to my way of writing, copy dozens or hundreds of sheets, and go to the city to find an heir." Let him take you, take advantage of the dark, and put a few more sheets for me to the place where the scholars gather

!" "It's over, don't come back yet, take care of the shop in the city first, and wait for the paper shop to open and settle down, and then you can go back to the coal mine!"

Originally, Wu Da used the other party Chengen to arrange his own iron small advertisement, but after thinking about it, he suddenly figured it out.

He is worthy of being a young master, he is simply the ancestor of trading!

I can think of such an idea that lacks morality.

"Yes, young master, the little one will go to the city and settle down the warehouse and shop first. "