I Am the Crown Prince in France

The three panel makers were all anxious to show off in front of the king and the crown prince, so they each took the stone slabs and tried it very seriously.

All three are printing experts. And lithographic printing is indeed too convenient and simple. All of them were successful in one trial printing.

The oldest craftsman looked at the dried ink peeling off the slate and suggested:

Your Highness, it might be better if the base ink is thicker.

Joseph nodded: The specific viscosity needs to be adjusted by you.

He only had a rough understanding of the technical process of lithographic printing, and the details of the process had to be perfected by these three experts.

The craftsmen immediately started discussing:

Should add some asphalt.

Yes, you can also try adding resin...

Your Highness, I have another question. A middle-aged craftsman suddenly said, The printing method of stone plates is very different from that of copper plates. For example, the strength and angle of the printing are different. I am afraid that the previous printing machines cannot be used directly.

This... Joseph couldn't help but be startled. He was a layman after all, and he really hadn't thought about the printing press.

He looked at the craftsman and asked, Can you modify the printing press?

The craftsman immediately shook his head.

Just when Joseph was wondering whether he should find a workshop that manufactured printing presses, a shy but extremely confident voice came from next to him: Maybe, I can help with this.

Joseph turned his head and saw Louis XVI looking at him with an eager expression.

His eyes suddenly lit up. This man was the top mechanical craftsman, and his lock-making assistants were even famous masters. Isn't it easy for them to change the operation method of the printing press?

He immediately touched his chest and saluted, and said with a smile: You really saved the lithographic printing technology. I suggest that this new printing press should be named the 'King's Printing Press'!

Later, Joseph saw that the royal workshop was so busy that he could not get involved, so he returned to the palace and began to prepare the content of the publication.

He summoned his scribe and gave him a brief outline and asked him to write a novel based on it.

The clerk followed the order and did not submit the manuscript until dark.

Joseph looked at the manuscript and felt speechless for a while - the sentences were indeed fluent and clear, but the characters were dull and there was no sense of empathy at all.

He sighed. This gentleman's specialty is writing standard documents. It seems that writing novels requires professional writers.

He had no choice but to tell Emman to find several writers as soon as possible.

Emang's efficiency is quite high. The next day, as soon as Joseph finished breakfast, four writers of different ages and looks appeared in front of him.

Of course, the main reason is that these writers originally lived in the Palace of Versailles.

Several people saluted, and Eman introduced Joseph one by one: Your Highness, this is the Count de Beaumarchais, a famous writer in Paris.

Joseph was a little surprised: Beaumarchais? The Marriage of Figaro?

The old man with gray hair and wearing thick myopia glasses immediately bowed slightly:

I didn't expect His Highness to have read the play I wrote. This makes me feel extremely honored.

Joseph was a little dumbfounded. He just wanted to find a few gunmen, but Eman directly found a literary giant.

He hurriedly praised the great writer.

Eman then introduced: This is Viscount St. Pierre...

This is Barre...

There is no ordinary person, they are all the people who are ranked high in the French literary world today.

Joseph is also numb. Everyone is here anyway, so let’s make a guest appearance by some famous writers.

He looked at the four masters and smiled: I need someone to help me write the story I conceived into a novel.

After the novel is published, the manuscript fee belongs to you completely. I will pay another 2 livres for every 500 words. What do you think?

No matter what the writers thought in their hearts, His Highness the Crown Prince still had to give him face, so they all bowed and nodded: It's an honor to serve His Highness.

But they were all quite curious about how many stories the Crown Prince had to write, and they actually found four people.

Joseph did not waste time. He went to the study room with a few others. He sorted out the most enjoyable articles in his previous life, selected a few, and then began to assign tasks.

Vicomte Saint-Pierre, you are writing about a man named...

Joseph almost said the familiar name, but he immediately thought of adapting it to the taste of the French public, so he changed it: The story of the growth of a boy named Hunter Xiao.

St. Pierre recorded with some interest, not thinking that the thirteen-year-old crown prince could come up with any wonderful stories.

Joseph continued: “Hunter Xiao was born into a family of alchemists.

“After he was born, he possessed superb alchemical talent, far exceeding that of his peers in the family.

“However, when he was 12 years old, he happened to put on a ring and everything changed.

His alchemy ability continued to regress. Three years later, during the alchemy test, he was barely rated as 'Alchemy Level 3'. People in the family also began to ridicule and discriminate against him.

St. Pierre subconsciously said: It's so unfortunate. What's wrong with that ring?

We'll talk about this later. Joseph let it slip and continued, What Hunter Xiao can't accept the most is that his fiancée, Elizabeth, a talented girl from the Alchemy Knights, came one day His family proposed to break off their engagement with him in front of all his people.

“Because she felt that his talent was too poor and he was not worthy of her at all.

Hunter Xiao suffered great insult and argued hard. In order to avoid breaking off the engagement and affecting her family's reputation, Elizabeth proposed to compete with Hunter Xiao in alchemy three years later. If he lost, the engagement would be annulled. .

Hunter Xiao bravely accepted the challenge and spoke words as hard as steel, 'Thirty years east of the Seine, thirty years west of the Seine! Don't bully a young man because of his poverty!'

After the farce of breaking off the engagement ended, Hunter Xiao suddenly discovered the secret of his ring...

St. Pierre was already attracted by this story and asked anxiously: Your Highness, what happened next?

Joseph smiled slightly: Write these contents out first, and I will tell you the plot behind it.

St. Pierre nodded helplessly and praised: Your Highness, this is really a wonderful story! I will try my best to write a text worthy of it. Oh, by the way, what is the name of this novel?

Joseph pondered for a moment and said, Let's call it Refining the Sky.

Viscount Barre, who was on the side, waited for St. Pierre to leave, and immediately came over, hoping that he could also hear a wonderful story.

Joseph said directly: “What you are going to write is a story about a woman.

Her name is Cress. One morning, she woke up feeling a headache. When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying on the desk. There was a sentence written on the notebook open beside her, 'Everyone will die, including me. '...

Thank you boss: Zeriah_ for your generous reward to Joseph. I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you only on behalf of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His Highness says you are a sincere and classy gentleman and his best friend.