redvbooks Chapter 155 Transcription
Chapter 155 Transcription
Chapter 155 Transcription
"Of course I believe it. I believed it when you painted and wrote on paper before, but I have never seen this one before." Mr. Gongsun said.
Zhou Zihao said: "This is a pencil. It hasn't been produced yet. I just made it myself. I think it's convenient to use, so I carry it with me."
"I see, you are really a wonderful person, you have everything."
Mr. Gongsun narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
Because Zhou Zihao had already shown several kinds in front of him, such as fruit wine, pencils, writing and drawing on paper, etc.Judging from his tone, such things happen endlessly in Qi.
Zhou Zihao said: "The promotion of paper in Qi State is because Qi State wants to let all children learn to read quickly. After all, paper is easier to make than bamboo slips."
Mr. Gongsun said: "Then why did you sell it so expensive?"
Zhou Zihao said: "That's for good publicity, so that people will remember it."
Indeed, a precious item is often more famous than a cheap one.What Zhou Zihao considers is to sell at a high price first, and then gradually reduce the price until it becomes a cheap product that the public can afford.
Only when exporting to other vassal states can the merchants of Qi State earn more money from it.
People in the country must be allowed to earn a lot of money, so that they can benefit from it. If the youth is strong, the people are strong, and the country is naturally strong.
Suqin woke up from the surprise of getting the painting, and said to Zhou Zihao: "Young master Zhou drew me so beautifully, I really need to thank you very much."
Zhou Zihao said: "Qin'er, you don't have to be so polite. Besides, we are friends. You need to be grateful for such a small thing. If you really want to thank you, please take me to dinner quickly. I'm so hungry."
I didn't eat anything before I came here, and I ate snacks and fruit wine here, which just caused my hunger. After such a toss here, I feel hungry.
"I forgot, I came here to ask you to eat, and I have already prepared the meal." Suqin patted her forehead lightly, and said to them.
Zhou Zihao said: "It's a good time to try Qin'er's craftsmanship. It seems that today is a lucky day."
Mr. Gongsun said: "It's been a long time since I ate the dishes cooked by my daughter. I've been busy playing the piano and practicing music recently. The meals are all cooked by servants. When you come today, you can directly serve dim sum and stir-fried vegetables. It's really partial."
"Father will talk nonsense. Qin'er will cook for you when he is free. It's been a long time since I haven't cooked, and you complain, really." Suqin said.
Now she carefully put away the painting, ready to go back to make something and keep it well.
The state of Qi has been greatly changed under the management of the Empress of the East Palace, much better than that of King Xuan of Qi at that time.
As Linzi was the first city to make paper, the popularity rate of paper was naturally very high. In the palace of King Qi, the officials responsible for the management of the materials had already started to transcribe.
It takes a few days to finish copying the books on a bookshelf. There are hundreds of bamboo slips in a bookshelf, and each bamboo slip weighs a few kilograms. It often takes a lot of effort to move it out of place.
But now it is copied on light white paper, and then bound with needles and threads to form a book, which is several times lighter than the original bamboo slips, but the capacity of a book is much larger than the bamboo slips.
Donggong Niangniang went to the warehouse to check their copying, and occasionally went to read the copied paper books on the bookshelf.
At this time, Duanmuyun was struggling to copy. Their Duanmu family had been historians for several generations, and they were very familiar with the historical records of Qi State, so they copied very quickly.
"Duanmuyun, you've done a good job, and you'll be able to finish copying it soon." Zhong Wuyan praised him from behind as he saw how fast he was copying.
Duanmuyun was so serious that he didn't even notice that Zhong Wuyan was walking behind him. Hearing Zhong Wuyan's voice at this moment, the brush in his hand was startled and almost dripped ink onto the paper. enough.
Duanmuyun put down the work in his hands, bowed to Zhong Wuyan, bowed to salute, and said: "I pay homage to the empress of the East Palace."
Zhong Wuyan asked him to get up, and then said: "There is no need to be polite, I just happened to come over to have a look. After all, paper was invented by King Qi. Now that he is not in the country, I naturally want to see if it has the same effect as he said."
Duanmuyun said: "What King Qi came up with is really thoughtful. This paper can completely replace the use of bamboo slips. It is much better than bamboo slips. In the future, we will only use paper for records, which can be more detailed and convenient for storage. "
Zhong Wuyan is also very happy, because she knows that if this paper is really what Zhou Zihao said, then it will be compiled into a book in the future, which can be used very conveniently, and it can also solve the problem of children not having books to read.
She has long wanted to change the status quo. Although Qi has the largest school, Jixia Academy, the proportion of literate people is still very low.
Ordinary peasants are unable to study, only low-level gentry and above can study, and many of these people who study are running around looking for opportunities, and not all of them will stay in Qi.
Zhong Wuyan said to Duanmuyun: "When you finish copying these historical materials, remember to sort out a history book belonging to Qi State, which will be of great use in the future."
"Yes."
Although Duanmuyun didn't know why he wanted to write a history book, because the historical materials were compiled into a history book, why did he have to write a new one.
But he didn't dare to disobey Zhong Wuyan. As a historian, he could record everything that happened in the palace, and even supervise the king. If there was anything wrong, he would remind him in time.
Zhong Wuyan knew that the history book was just one of them, and there were also arithmetic, Chinese, etc. that needed to be compiled, and then mass-produced according to the samples.
"Educational plans are more important than anything else."
This was Zhou Zihao telling her that even she didn't expect that she had gone to the conscription and was still thinking about domestic education, how persistent she must be.
"This kid actually manages the court without being in the court." Zhong Wuyan thought, as Zhou Zihao, the hands-off shopkeeper, she was somewhat worried.
Because today's Qi State is not what it used to be, not to mention the newly acquired Song State, Yan State alone is a very big piece of fat.
The millions of allied troops before were all because of Yan State. Although Qi State now has the mighty cannon, who knows how long this thing can last.
The most basic agricultural production has been deployed, and when the internal problems are resolved, the external can naturally be tougher.
Strength speaks for itself. She doesn't want the same thing to happen when she was a child. The tragedy in Wuyandi is left unattended and trampled by Zhao Guo's iron hooves. The pain of losing a loved one is so painful.
Zhong Wuyan prayed: "My son, come back quickly in victory, as long as you are safe."
After reading the above few sentences, I started to talk about all kinds of gods, and I asked for everything I could ask for.
In fact, news about Zhou Zihao would come back every few days, and it was all good news, so she didn't need to worry at all, but as a mother, she was very worried.
What would Zhong Wuyan think if she knew that her son was having a big meal with Suqin and the others in Chu State.
Zhong Wuyan must have given a family law, and then scolded: "This bastard, you only know how to play, can't you do something serious?"
(End of this chapter)