Plants with high fiber content and easy to obtain...

When Feng Yong thought of this, his eyes stared blankly at Guan Ji.

"What are you looking at, brother?"

When Guan Ji saw Feng Yong looking straight at her, she felt a little panicked and couldn't help but ask.

"Ma, san..."

Feng Yong murmured, suddenly laughed, then stretched out his arms and hugged Guan Ji tightly, "I thought of it. Sangma Sangma is indeed a good thing."

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Guan Ji felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She really didn't expect that Feng Yong would suddenly make such a presumptuous move.

Subconsciously, he was about to push away, but he suddenly pulled back his strength.

She knew that if she pushed him out, it would be a small matter for her brother to fall on the ground several times, but it would be a big deal for him to be injured.

At that moment, he had to grit his teeth, open his mouth slightly, and ask with a red face.

After Feng Tubao hugged her tightly, he realized that he seemed to be overly excited, but felt the soft body in his arms, but he was a little reluctant to let go.

"Brother, if you don't let go, my little sister will take action."

Guan Ji felt that Feng Yong's arms were still tight, and she gritted her teeth and said something.

"Ahem, Sanniang, I was in a moment of excitement and couldn't help myself. Don't blame me."

Feng Tubiao felt Guan Ji's pushing action and quickly let go.

Guan Ji's martial arts skills are no joke.

He can split the corner of a case with his bare hands, and it is not easy to torture a country turtle with one hand.

The blush on Guan Ji's face did not go away, and she glanced at Feng Yong, her eyes filled with a little reproach, but also seemed to have a little bit of water in her eyes.

"Why are you so excited, brother?"

"Paper."

Feng Yong picked up the paper on the case and shook it, "This paper is too bad. I want to try making some paper."

In fact, from the very beginning, the first thing Feng Yong thought about was making paper.

The reason is very simple. When I went to the hut, the thin bamboo slices scratched my chrysanthemum countless times.

Every time I go to the latrine, I feel a burning pain. The feeling is really worse than death.

Moreover, the bamboo pieces are for public use. Wash them after use and wait for use next time...

In order not to feel the burning pain anymore, Feng Tibi had no choice but to choose some wide leaves.

I used the leaves and it didn't hurt at all, but I was almost itchy to death. Who knows how much hair there is on the leaves of wild trees and grasses?

Finally, I came up with a way and carefully selected some slightly flat pebbles by the river.

It's a bit rough, but at least it won't hurt or itch anymore.

It's just a little more troublesome.

But after all, he is also a landlord with servants. When he is done with it, he will leave it to his servants, so there will be no trouble.

As for paper, although it was expensive, Feng Tibi had used it secretly.

It's a pity that the quality is so poor that the paper is torn with just a little force of finger...

Then that day, Feng Tibi was so disgusted that he didn't eat anything for the entire day.

So what Feng Yong wanted to do most when he started was actually to make his own paper and find a way to make the paper he wanted.

It's a pity that although he knows the principles, his practical ability is zero.

There were no conditions at hand, so I had to give up in the end.

Later, I got used to using cobblestones, and I didn’t think about fussing with it anymore.

Now that Guan Ji stirred up the matter, the original thoughts suddenly grew like weeds.

Now that I have the conditions and manpower, why not try to make paper?

If not for anything else, just for that roll of white and soft toilet paper, you have to start this project!

I don’t know how to make paper, so don’t any of the craftsmen at Hanzhong Metallurgical Engineering Co., Ltd. know how to make paper?

Han Zhongye has no one, so why can’t the Shaofu find someone?

If the young master can't be found, why can't the generals and supervisors from other dynasties be found?

The worst-case scenario is to make another py deal with Old Demon Zhuge...

If you can't make paper, how can you print?

How can we break the intellectual resources monopoly of aristocratic families if we can’t create printing?

Although Feng Tubiao's most essential thought is for that roll of white and soft toilet paper, he believes that Zhuge Yao's eyes will not fall on his chrysanthemums, but on the chrysanthemums of the aristocratic family...

As long as he has craftsmen who can make paper, Feng Yong can be sure of the quality of the paper.

After all, the principle is there. As long as you know the process and change the raw materials, there won't be much difficulty.

After many experiments to get the optimal solution, Feng Yong is not afraid of this the least.

It's just that even if the paper problem is solved, the ink problem is not easy to solve.

Guan Ji said that Zhongjiang's ink was fragrant because of the fragrance contained in the ink, and it was most likely rosin.

Who doesn’t know about rosin ink?

If you want to print, you can apply some grease on the engraving surface to prevent the wood from absorbing ink too much.

Ink is ink, so you need to add some oil to the ink.

Adding oil to the ink can not only make the ink more sticky, but also prevent the printed words from fading for a longer period of time.

But how to use pine branches to burn charcoal to make good ink was an unknown problem for Feng Yong.

Because he doesn't know how to make ink at all.

Based on the idea that I don't need to understand, as long as my subordinates understand, Feng Yong once again put his mind on the departments such as Hanzhong Metallurgical Supervisors and Generals.

Again, if you can’t get ink, how can you do printing?

How can we break the intellectual resources monopoly of aristocratic families if we can’t create printing?
Chapter completed!