Hongwu Daming: Why hasn't my son rebelled?

Chapter 60 His Royal Highness King Liao is better than Cai Lun!
Although the yard in front of him reads "Idlers are not allowed to enter", but Zhu Yuanzhang is the emperor, and even Zhu Qi's father. This royal entertainment center was opened by Zhu Qi, and he never regarded himself as an idler.

But it's obviously not appropriate to just break in like this. There are guards at the door. Zhu Yuanzhang is visiting privately in a micro-service, and he doesn't want to expose his identity just like that.

Prince Zhu Biao then said:
"Father, wait here for a while. My son is going to find the manager of this store. He should be able to take us in."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, and Zhu Biao quickly bowed and retreated.

Zhu Yuanzhang lingered at the gate of the courtyard, and those guards were also very conscientious, as long as Zhu Yuanzhang didn't go in, they didn't care about him.

But when I was walking around, I heard the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong from inside, and then someone spoke:
"Hey, what you made is not sharp enough, and the slot here is not opened."

The internal officials and guards were taken aback for a moment, sharp?Grooving?This... what is this building?

Then I heard someone say:
"This one doesn't work either. You can see that the strings are connected in the wrong place, and the handle. No, no, redo it."

"Hurry up, everyone. We need to maintain the quality and quantity. His Royal Highness Liao Wang gave us a salary of ten taels of silver a month. We can't be sorry for these wages."

The internal officials and guards were terrified, Xian?handle?Is this making a crossbow? !

There is still ten taels of silver a month. Is this wages?This is called life money, right?Going into battle to kill the enemy is nothing more than that!
His Royal Highness Liao Wang, is it possible to rebel?Everyone didn't dare to say anything. At this time, the prince Zhu Biao just came back, and he brought a chubby shopkeeper He.

Shopkeeper He knew the prince, and looking at the prince's attitude towards Zhu Yuanzhang, how could he not guess Zhu Yuanzhang's identity?I was about to kneel down and salute on the spot, but Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand to hold him, and whispered:

"You don't need to be too polite, just treat us as ordinary people, and take me in quickly to have a look."

Shopkeeper He didn't dare to breathe, so he hurriedly led Zhu Yuanzhang and others into the yard. When the guards saw that Shopkeeper He was bringing people, they didn't stop him.

A group of people entered the yard, but what they saw was not the scene of making weapons as they imagined. Instead, they saw craftsmen one by one, using all kinds of tools to make all kinds of messy things.

A carpenter is building a shelf, and a blacksmith is carefully beating small objects with a small hammer. The busy ones are full of enthusiasm.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked around with his hands behind his back, but he couldn't see what these craftsmen were doing. He looked at Zhu Biao and asked:
"What are they doing?"

Zhu Biao didn't know either, but shopkeeper He hurriedly said:
"The villain heard from His Royal Highness Liao Wang that he was making a hand-cranked printing press."

"A hand-cranked printing press?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback for a moment, and shopkeeper He hurriedly talked about the efficacy and power of this hand-operated printing machine.

Although he is not a craftsman, he is responsible for the food and daily life of these craftsmen, and he has come here often, and has learned a lot through his ears and eyes, and said a lot.

But when Zhu Yuanzhang heard what shopkeeper He said that the efficiency of a hand-operated printing machine is dozens or even hundreds of times that of movable type printing, he felt that shopkeeper He was bragging. Printed?Movable type printing still requires ink to be printed over and over again after typesetting.

So Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and asked shopkeeper He to call a craftsman, and he wanted to ask the craftsman himself.

Shopkeeper He hurriedly called Chen Chuwu, the leader of these craftsmen, over.

Chen Chuwu is an honest craftsman, he is polite to everyone, but when he came over with a smile and heard that he was asking about the hand-cranked printing machine, he hesitated and said:
"Shopkeeper He, this is something His Highness asked us to make. If we tell outsiders that they have learned it, what should His Highness do if the business loses money?"

Shopkeeper He had bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead. These are the emperor and the prince. One is the father of His Highness Liao Wang, and the other is the eldest brother!
But shopkeeper He can't say it, after all, he is visiting privately in Weibo, so he can only cough twice and say:

"Foreman Chen, these two are investors of His Royal Highness Liao Wang. They can tell you when they come to ask."

"Investor, investor? What do you mean?" Chen Chuwu was stunned for a moment, and shopkeeper He hurriedly explained.

Chen Chuwu suddenly realized, then shook his head and refused:

"That doesn't work either, everything has to wait for His Royal Highness King Liao to come back."

Chen Chuwu was loyal, and he was in a hurry for Shopkeeper He, so Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile:

"You are an honest man. You took the boss's wages and didn't do things for the money-losing boss. Not bad, not bad."

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's praise, shopkeeper He's face looked a little better, and Zhu Yuanzhang continued:
"We're not here to ask how this hand-operated printing machine is made, we just want to see if this hand-operated printing machine is really so powerful, please show us."

Hearing this, Chen Chuwu hesitated for a moment, thinking that as long as the blueprints were not leaked, it would be fine to demonstrate. Anyway, as long as others can't see the blueprints, even imitation would be a big problem. Take out the finished hand printing machine.

So Zhu Yuanzhang saw a half-person-high wooden shelf being lifted up with all kinds of weird parts on it. One of the ink storage boxes was filled with ink, and Chen Chuwu stuffed the paper into it through the paper inlet. Then he took out the template used in the experiment before, put it in the machine, and then shook it with the handle.

Just in an instant, a piece of paper with handwriting on it came out from another exit. Someone picked up the paper and put it aside to dry the ink, while Chen Chuwu kept shaking it in his hands.

Seeing sheets of paper full of words come out one by one, even with Zhu Yuanzhang's concentration, he was also dumbfounded at this time.

In this world, is there really such a magical printing technique?And this...is this made by my son Liao King Zhu Qi?

Chen Chuwu printed a dozen or so sheets, then stopped, and said triumphantly:
"With such a machine, if the ink storage box is full, one person can print hundreds of papers in a short period of time, and then find someone to bind them. Usually, if a book is printed by printing, we can print several books here. That's ten copies!"

This time Zhu Yuanzhang believed it, this is really not bragging!

What does the improvement of printing technology mean? Of course, there is no need to mention it. The country’s annual printing power is only so small, and the printing industry must be controlled by the state. After all, this is a major issue related to public opinion and public opinion.

If many books want to be printed, they have to wait in line. It is a big expense for ordinary students to buy books. If the printing speed can be increased so quickly, the price of books will be greatly reduced.

For scholars, this is a great deed. If anyone can accomplish this, then in the hearts of scholars all over the world, the credit is no less than that of Cai Lun who improved paper!
Zhu Yuanzhang was overjoyed when he thought that his third child would become the great benefactor in the hearts of scholars all over the world, and hurriedly said to the left and right:

"Quickly, summon Song Lian!"

(End of this chapter)