Da Qin: I exposed myself as a time traveler, why are you Zhao Gao panicking?

Chapter 75 This is the first step for everyone to become like a dragon!
  For a while.

These alchemists were so excited that they climbed forward one after another and grabbed the cage!

"Sir, I can!"

"I can do that too!"

"I can make the elixir explode the furnace, and I can make it explode more powerfully than anyone else!"

"Sir, please take me! Let me out! I will never let you down!"

These alchemists have gone crazy in order to survive.

Most of them had experienced a fried furnace and thought this request would be easy to accomplish!
  But in fact, Qin Chi knew that this request was not easy.

Everyone has experienced a furnace explosion by mistake, but it is difficult to say that every furnace explodes, and the explosion is very powerful and requires precise control.

But these alchemists are dead if they die, so it is better to make more use of them.

Waste can also be used.

Seeing this, Qin Chi smiled slightly: "General Meng, please buy a piece of land outside the city for me, enough for them to live in, and at the same time imprison them there. I need them alive to work for me."

Meng Yi said nothing and accepted the order: "Wei!"

Although he was confused, he still did it.

Because he has great trust in Qin Chi and knows that the master must have deep meaning in using these alchemists.

Afterwards, Meng Yi brought his money, purchased a piece of land outside the city, had the soldiers guard it, and transported the alchemists' daily needs.

All the money given by Zulong was used to raise these alchemists.

From now on, they will do nothing but make elixirs every day!
  Exploding the furnace once counts as a credit!
  But everyone knows that if they don't do it right, they will still die!
  Only by meeting the needs of adults can we survive!
  In order to survive, the alchemists did everything they could, refining elixirs every day, studying and recording the ingredients and ingredients of the frying furnace.

Qin Chi returned to his house.

As soon as I walked in, I was a little surprised.

The courtyard is filled with flowers and greenery. The green bricks have been splashed with water and are clean. Even the rubble has been polished to make it look bright.

Some vegetables were planted in one corner, a vegetable garden, and a pond was dug in the corner in front of the hall to raise fish according to ancient methods.

For a time, the empty mansion suddenly became alive.

Qin Chi was stunned and couldn't believe it. He stepped out and took a look to confirm that this was his home.

Confused.

It's only been one day, so much has changed?

When he returned to the mansion again, he saw two sisters, Lu Pheasant and Lu Su, squatting there with their buttocks sticking out, serving flowers and plants, talking and laughing.

I saw Lu Pheasant with long black hair, looking around, a vast mist, and a sassy smile at the corner of his mouth that was thrilling.

Lu Su's pear blossoms are covered with rain, and the begonias on their faces are drunk by the sun. The skylight reflects the beautiful face during the day, as bright as autumn water, delicate but not less delicate.

The two women have deep and beautiful looks and soft bodies. When they squat down behind them, they look even more plump and charming.

With a woman in the house, it suddenly felt a lot warmer.

Finally I feel like home.

Qin Chi felt warm in his heart. Lu Zhi was the first to notice that Qin Chi had returned home. With a smile on his face, he took his sister's little hand and came up to greet her.

"I've met the young master..." Lu Zhi's face was charming, his eyes were bright and his teeth were full of happiness.

Qin Chi nodded and smiled slightly: "Finally there is a mistress in this family."

Lu Pheasant's face turned red and she was extremely shy. Lu Su buried her head in her sister's arms, not daring to look directly at Qin Chi.

Qin Chi entered the house. It was fully furnished and the bed had been tidied up again. It was clean and bright. After resting for a while, Xiao He sent someone over to report: "Sir, the bark and other items are ready."

Qin Chi stood up: "Let's go!"

He went to Tingwei's Mansion again, where everyone had been waiting for a long time.

The collected bark and other objects were piled outside the house over there.

Xiao He led Qin Chi to see, and finally nodded: "Xiao He, I once told you that we should make all the people in the world literate, do you still remember?"

Xiao He looked solemn: "I will keep this in mind!"

"Now, this matter can be put on the agenda." Qin Chi put his hands behind his back, "I will teach you how to make paper."

Xiao He was a little confused: "May I ask, sir, what is paper?"

Qin Chi smiled slightly: "Nowadays, what are the scriptures and classics used to record them?"

Xiao He frowned: "Of course they use wooden and bamboo slips to record classics and make characters for reading."

"The records on wooden and bamboo slips are limited, and not many words can be written on them. Over the past few hundred years, hundreds of scholars and masters of schools can only use as few words as possible and write on bamboo slips, which also makes the writing obscure and difficult to understand."

"Li Erxi once left Hangu and left behind five thousand words. Han Fei, Mozi and other hundreds of schools of thought have preserved classics, but they are all written in hundreds of words, which are difficult for children and common people to understand. I understand, it’s almost like a heavenly book!”

Xiao He's expression changed.

All the officials in Tingwei's mansion also stood aside and listened to Qin Chi's discussion.

I felt quite sad.

The number of words in the classic theories of hundreds of schools of thought on wooden and bamboo slips is indeed not that many.

Xiao He thought further. Because of this, wealthy families and poems and books were passed down from generation to generation. No matter how obscure the text, they could extract the essence of it, and it can be said that every word is precious!

But what about the common people?

Without the essence of thought and annotations left by their predecessors, their threshold for reading would have been infinitely higher!

If you want to read and become literate, you have to start from scratch!
  And what about the children of wealthy families? As soon as he was born, he inherited the essence of thought, theoretical annotations and understandings of his predecessors, as well as the guidance of famous teachers.

The gap naturally widened.

Furthermore, there are not many classics and classics. They are engraved on wooden and bamboo slips and are treasured by wealthy families. How can they flow into the people?

Xiao He has always felt that if you want the common people to be able to read and write, it is almost like a natural moat. This is too unbelievable and cannot be done!

What he admired was that your mind and ideals were so broad!

But he has no doubt whether this ideal itself can be realized.

It's so hard!

Qin Chi smiled slightly and picked up a piece of bark: "Writing is written on wooden bamboo slips and carved with wooden knives. It takes a lot of energy. Why did I only leave five thousand words when I went west to Hangu? Because carving is too tiring and the construction period is too long. long!"

"Why are all the classics carried on bamboo slips single copies? There are only two copies in the world? And they are treasured by wealthy families and difficult to spread among the people? Because engraving is too painful and tiring, because writing is too difficult and inconvenient!"

"Why do hundreds of schools of thought have hundreds of thousands of words in their classics, but within hundreds of years, there are no books of hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of words?"

Xiao He was shocked when he heard this.

Books worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of words?

Don’t say you haven’t seen it or heard of it!
  "If one day, reading becomes easy, literacy becomes easy, and writing becomes commonplace, will it allow the common people to read and become literate, and will everyone in the world be like a dragon?!"

Qin Chi patted a piece of bark on his hand: "This is what I want to teach you to make, paper!!!"

(End of this chapter)