"Brother Xiangru is so rustic, can you find a way out for you?" Liu Che knew that King Zhuo was very angry about his daughter's elopement with Sima Xiangru. At that time, Zhuo Wenjun had just lost his husband and was so unethical that he would care about his daughter's life and death.

"I first arrived in Chang'an, like duckweed, roots without roots, and I have no support. Xiangru just earned living expenses in the snack shop, and you have also seen it.

If the family of two cannot be supported, and Xiangru has the right to see Wenjun? His Royal Highness does not need to find a way out for his family, and he is ashamed of it!"

Some people sighed at the street singing of Sima Xiangru of the Han Dynasty. When the people of a generation were always in a mess when they were rising, they retained the pride of scholars, and they were inevitably depressed.

In the future, Sima Xiangru will definitely be promoted by himself, so Liu Che stopped the direct offensive, but indirectly, it must not be missed.

"A music from a dim sum shop can be worth a thousand gold!"

"It's just a joke!"

Sima Xiangru is also very bachelor. He pulls his daughter away and doesn't allow others to praise him. When he praises, he still thinks that others laugh at him. From this, we can draw a conclusion: he has personality and is very sexy!

"What do Brother Xiangru thinks about the craze for copying books? The purpose of paper is wider than that of books. Can it be regarded as an opportunity to move treasures on paper?"

Originally, I wanted to ask someone to do movable type printing, but now I have met Sima Xiangru and help him make a profit first before publishing it. Liu Che still believed in Xiangru's character.

Sima Xiangru seemed to have misunderstood Liu Che's meaning, "Your Highness, did you let Xiangru copy books for his career? Although this opportunity does not make much money, he can still get living expenses, and it looks good!"

"I won't let you copy books, this will fall into a bad situation!"

"What should that be?"

"Brother Xiangru doesn't plan to invite me to come in and sit?" Liu Che did not mean to take out the mold outside.

"Haha, I'm going down Menglang. Your Highness the Crown Prince, please sit inside!" Sima Xiangru opened the fence of the small courtyard and made an invitation.

Follow Sima Xiangru again...

"My husband, is this young man who is the young man?" Zhuo Wenjun, wearing a coarse cloth, could not cover up his brilliance, with a beautiful face, cloud-like long hair hanging down to his buttocks, and a round and perky figure.

"Mr. Wen, this is the crown prince, and you can't even treat him!"

The Crown Prince? Zhuo Wenjun was stunned. How could the Crown Prince come here? She suppressed her doubts and bowed to Liu Che.

"My husband, Wenjun goes to the inner room to sew clothes. You and the prince will talk to you first, and I won't accompany you!" Since she is already a married woman, she is not good at showing up in public. When she should avoid it, she still has to avoid it.

Liu Che took off a cloth bag he carried with him, placed it lightly on the table, and poured more than a dozen clay molds on it.

Square blocks of soil? "Your Highness, what are you doing? What are these dozen blocks of soil useful?"

"You touch it first."

Sima Xiangru picked up a piece of clay and found a word that was raised on it. He was a little curious. He looked at several times in a row and was like this, which made him a little incredible.

"Why are this piece of earth still engraved? Is this the Prince's fun thing?"

Liu Che looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, looking worried about the country and the people, "If we carve all the words needed for a book, apply ink on the mud, circle it with wooden boards, and press it on paper.

Can you form a one-page character? Is it more regular and faster than hand-written? Brother Xiangru can make money first? However, this method is also handed over to the people. Before handing over it, I believe that Brother Xiangru has already made some profits."

"Is it a bit time-consuming to print a piece of mud blocks?"

"You can make out common words and put them in a bag. What words should you use on a page of paper and take them out! This is not a problem, there are only so many words."

The power of movable type printing is that movable type is efficient, suitable for printing various books, and the monotonicity of woodblock printing can only be used in one kind of book, and some fall into the inferior.

At first I wanted to carve wood, but wood was troublesome, it was difficult to engrave, and it was easy to dissipate ink, so the finished product was a bit wasteful.

Sima Xiangru had never heard of such a wonderful method. What Liu Che said was that he could no longer be considered a gadget. Like papermaking, it is worth keeping in history and being accepted by the people.

Looking at Liu Che, he was speechless for a long time.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince believes that Xiangru will definitely go through fire and water to help the prince let the printing technology come out!"

"This is called movable type printing. Once this thing comes out, it will definitely attract a group of wolves to reliably. Brother Xiangru, please keep it confidential and don't let others know!" Liu Che advised.

Sima Xiangru raised the mud and said unraveledly, "If the prince's orders were not given, the people would not dare to reveal it, so they would just copy the book quickly."

He explained Sima Xiangru in detail the softness and humidity of the clay, how to carve and how to burn it, and a series of processes.

Before we knew it, it was already sunny and evening was coming.

Liu Che thought it was time to go back, but after smelling a scent of food, he still didn't say what he wanted to leave.

I have eaten too much in the palace, but now I miss the coarse and light rice. Changing the taste is also an inertia. If I eat too much delicacies, it will be delicious to eat pickles.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince will leave after dinner. I hope you don't dislike the vulgar dishes I have made!" Although Zhuo Wenjun was born as a rich lady, she was wrapped in a coarse cloth and was somewhat unfamiliar with ordinary people.

"Since my sister-in-law has a kind intention, how can I refuse? This simple meal is quite delicious, and I am extremely happy!"

Zhuo Wenjun smiled sweetly, "Your Highness, you are so polite. It is our honor to be willing to come to the humble house to talk to us!"

The willingness to sell wine on the street for Sima Xiangru was enough to show the woman's aura. Unfortunately, Emperor Jing of Han ignored the matter of tutoring and was only interested in talents who were beneficial to the country, otherwise Sima Xiangru would not have fallen to this point.

"Brother Xiangru, sister-in-law is dedicated to you, you can't let her down!"

"What the Prince said is that she endured the wandering for me, she abandoned the rich brocade food for me, and she suffered the monotony of the coarse cloth. What reason does Sima Xiangru have to let her down?" After saying that, she looked at Zhuo Wenjun affectionately.

Liu Che couldn't stand it anymore. The couple kept showing off their food, and they were flirting with each other, and left in shame after dinner.

Sima Xiangru is not an official, so it would be enough to give him money and give him idle jobs. He is a literati and cannot stand the intrigues in the officialdom. Regarding the matter of asking his father to help them, Liu Che thought he could start with music and give Sima Xiangru a idle job in advance so that he could create with peace of mind.
Chapter completed!