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Sure enough, as Chen Xiao had expected, in just two days, the price of Yanzhou paper had been coaxed up to five times!

Fortunately, the Printing Bureau has made countermeasures early. Chen Xiao has rented a lot of venues nearby and transported some printing experts. Although it is not possible to expand the printing scale, it has ensured that the "Student Passes Through Life and Death" script. Uninterrupted delivery.

Because of the departure of this group of people, a strange and inexplicable rumor spread in Luzhou City.

When everyone was upset, the Printing Bureau organized all the people who participated in printing training and stayed in Luzhou. First, they transported the wood piled in the barracks into the suburbs, followed by a second training by a paper master. .

There is still a fundamental difference between papermaking and printing. The former is purely manual, and the latter is manual and skillful.

As a result, everyone was assigned to different positions. After one hour of training, they immediately started work. They worked four hours a day, worked for two dollars, and took care of themselves at lunch.

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and counting it out, this papermaking is more profitable than printing!

Printing requires investment, and investment has cost. In addition, the ink must be purchased by yourself. If you accidentally print the wrong or bad printing, you will bear the risk yourself. You can earn five or two dollars if you are busy for a month.

But papermaking can be different!

It does n’t need to invest. It only needs one effort. Two dollars a day is six or two silvers a month, not to mention that this is a single person's salary. One family is like three labors, and one month is eighteen silvers. made money!

People are doing it fiercely.

Tung Fu.

Tao Shun stepped in quickly and said to Master Dong, who was looking through the books, "Master, the villain is back."

"Well, what's wrong." Dong Chang didn't look up.

"Master, rest assured, we bought all the papers that were less than five times the price. No matter whether the Printing Bureau or the group of printing retailers they were looking for, none of them could start work. If they want to continue talking, they have to leave. Those retail and bookstores. "Tao Shundao.

"Okay," Dong Changbi looked up, sneer. "Printing Bureau? Oh, I'll see how the Printing Bureau opens. I want this Printing Bureau to be the laughingstock of Luzhou!"

At this moment, a subordinate stepped forward, standing respectfully at the door of the Shufang, "Master, there is something wrong with the villain."

"Say." Dong Changzheng was in a good mood.

That ’s humane, "Just recently, there was an eyeliner saying that the Printing Bureau sent the retail customers to the western suburbs of the city, and they started making paper."

"What?" Dong Chang stood up suddenly from his chair. "Papermaking? How do they make paper?"

Under the humanity, "Last night, a lot of wood was brought in from the Titanic army. I heard that these woods were felled when the King of the King destroyed the thief. Then a paper master brought everyone to make paper."

It's okay not to mention this wood. When it comes to wood, Dong Changzheng is so hanged and mad.

"Damn King!" He smashed a punch on the table.

The housekeeper Tao Shun was startled, and hurriedly whispered, "Master is angry, master quietly!"

Dong Chang was trembling with anger, and finally smashed everything on the table in anger.

Dong Fu's servants shivered.

Tao Shundao, "Is there anything else?"

The servant quickly shook his head, "No ... no more."

"Just go down," Tao Shundao said.

The next man hurried out, Tao Shun came back when the door was closed, and whispered, "Master, don't be angry and angry. They are willing to make paper and make paper. The Printing Bureau can't take long." Although the mouth is comforting, but the heart has intuition, the master can't play the tricky princess!

Dong Changzheng lost his temper for a while, then calmed down gradually.

Tao Shun asked carefully, "Master, what shall we do next?"

Dong Changxi was furious. "What else can I do? Find someone to smash the paper mill!"

Tao Shun's voice was even lower, "I'm afraid of people with barracks ..."

Dong Changxian smashed another punch on the table. "This paper can't be made in a short time and a half. We also set up a paper mill. How much work do they have? We have doubled it. I want to see that there are no craftsmen. How to make paper! "

"..." Although Tao Shun found this kind of excavation very frustrating, he always felt inappropriate. "Yes, master."

Although Tao Shun felt wrong, there was no other better way, and he could only do as the master said.

...

Royal Palace.

study.

"What? Dong Changyi also runs a paper mill and digs our craftsmen?" Ye Liuli was startled.

Diao Chan said, "Yes, mother, what can you do?"

The Oriental magpie aside raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips drew up insiniously.

Ye Liuli smiled, "What should we do? Let him dig! Why do we have a printing bureau, why do we have to make a paper mill, not to find a bowl of food for the people? Wouldn't it be good if they could pay the wages?"

Diao Chan realized suddenly, "I am still a nimble mother, but originally the villain thought that we could continue printing by ourselves. If the Dong family had dug up the papermaking workers, we would not be able to make paper again." He said, sighing.

Ye Liuli said, "Who said we can't make paper? Now we have three hundred paper craftsmen, and they dig them up, and we train another three hundred. If they dig them out, we continue to train! If the Dong family can bring all the craftsmen in Luzhou, It ’s good to just dig them out, as long as they can eat. ”The voice paused.“ Reassure, Dong Changzheng is fighting with us now. Now he does n’t have much silver, and he does n’t feel bad. After a long time, he ’s got silver. Too much, that palpitations will hurt. "

Diao Chan nodded in agreement.

"It doesn't hurt to make silver. There is no second person in the world except your grandfather." Ye Liuli squeezed his eyes to a person near a table not far from himself.

"..." Yin Wang.

Diao Chan looked at his own grandfather and lamented.

Now the maiden is also coming to work in Wang ’s study, on one hand is Wang ’s urgent request, on the other hand, it is also convenient to take care of Wang ’s.

There used to be a desk in the Grandpa's study, but now one has been added, but ... The princess took the Grandpa's previous table and took a small one in the corner, forcing the Grandpa to pass.

The problem is, their princes did not care about their honorable status, and they moved in the past, holding the official documents, so that the princess and the princess could proudly occupy the nest. What kind of world is this?

After the explanation, Diao Chan retreated, and Ye Liuli got up and left his overbearing president's desk and came to the small king's table. "I ask you, how old are you this year?"

"..." King Yin struggled a bit, and then said, "Two ... twenty-nine."

Ten years old!

Ye Liuli frowned. "The answer is too slow and the tone is not firm enough. I will give you another chance. How old are you this year?"

"Twenty-nine!" This time, a certain group of people kissed incredibly firmly, and then timidly said, "My king is twenty-nine. Can I kiss you this time?"