Daqin: I was overheard by Zulong

Chapter 97
With the contract of sale in hand, these workers are Zhao Yi's private property, and there is no verification.

Yanchuan is a unique product of the Qin Dynasty, which is equivalent to the ID card of the Qin Dynasty. It is usually made of poplar wood, with personal identity information engraved on it.

It is impossible to leave Xianyang City at will without a biography. When Shang Yang was down and wanted by the whole country, he was unable to leave Qin because he had no biography. In the end, he was easily captured and executed.

At this time, the Qin Dynasty, especially near the capital, was very strict about the inspection and verification of biography.

Therefore, even if these workers have completely put their lives in Zhao Yi's hands, as long as they dare to step out of the Prince's Mansion for no reason, there is only a dead end to meet them!
Of course, as a time traveler, Zhao Yi naturally knew that it was impossible to rely on harsh punishments alone, so that the workers could work with peace of mind.

Therefore, the food, clothing, and housing for these workers are all top-notch, except that they cannot leave the Prince's Mansion, and the conditions are considered to be the best in the whole of Daqin.

There is no way, Zhao Yi also knows that papermaking and printing, once they come out, will attract the covetousness of countless people.

He had to keep it absolutely secret, and of course he knew that even if someone knew about it, it would be impossible to create the same paper mill and printing factory as him.

But... Zhao Yi was very anxious. If Ying Zheng didn't talk about martial arts ethics, he would directly occupy his factory...

Zhao Yi didn't think it was impossible for this kind of thing to happen. According to Ying Zheng's temperament, he would definitely do such a thing.

But there is really no way to prevent this, there is no way to prevent it, but Zhao Yi quickly figured it out, Ying Zheng didn't have a good life for a few years, even if he snatched it, when the old man died, the factory would still be his own!
Thinking of this, Zhao Yi felt relieved, and started his life of idle fish again.

On the other hand, Wang Chi was busy and busy. In three days, not a single minute was wasted. Finally, on the third day, he produced ten tons of high-quality printing paper.

The moment Wang Chi saw the printed paper, he was shocked because he had never seen such a thing before.

Snow white, tough, and good to the touch, just like Shu brocade, no, even better than Shu brocade.

The workers were also stunned when they saw such a piece of paper, as if they saw a treasure, no, it was as if they saw a mountain of gold and silver, and they all looked in amazement.

"Oh my god, we really made this thing? It's too white, three points more white than cloth!"

"That's right, that's what we did, and it's all due to us. God, it turns out that we've been busy for so many days because of it!"

"I used to hear people say that the prince is mediocre and incompetent. What the fuck is that? A mediocre and incompetent person can make such a treasure. They also say that our prince is ignorant. I think they are ignorant!"

"That's right, and it takes half a day to make so much paper. When it is put on the market, it will definitely cause a sensation!"

The workers in the paper mill looked at the fruits of their labor with green eyes, but Wang Chi only admired them for a while, and then hurriedly asked the workers to transport the printing paper to the printing workshop next door.

The machines in the printing workshop have already been configured, because the machines use computer printing, so Zhao Yi can only do the typesetting by himself.

Fortunately, the computer of this top printing factory has a scanning function, and its recognition ability is absolutely top-notch, even the characters carved on the bamboo slips can be fully recognized.

Zhao Yi yawned while stuffing the paper into the scanner, and the computer automatically read and typed it.

In less than an hour, the entire "Story of the Stone" was typesetting.

Now that the printing paper was ready, Wang Chi got Zhao Yi's approval, and the machine in the printing factory made a huge roar, and soon the first "Story of the Stone" was spit out from the machine.

Seeing how easy it is to print a book, Wang Chi couldn't restrain his excitement, and went straight to the front hall with the book in hand.

Zhao Yi was eating watermelon with Ying Zheng at this time, Ying Zheng was eating, he was watching, Ying Zheng was sitting, he was standing, and had to listen to what was said.

"Prince, you said you have such delicious food, why don't you want to give some to the emperor? If it weren't for Lord Yushi, I wouldn't know that you have such a good thing hidden in your house!"

"Look at what you're doing. It's autumn now. When I'm in midsummer, it's so hot that I think about what to eat to cool off. But how do you do it?"

Zhao Yi was embarrassed, and was about to slander in his heart, but Wang Chi rushed in bluffing, "Your Highness, it's done, the book is done, Your Highness..."

Ying Zheng didn't know Wang Chi, but when he saw the book in Wang Chi's hand, his eyes straightened.

Accustomed to reading the bamboo slips, Ying Zheng became excited when he suddenly saw the book made entirely of snow-white printing paper.

Even though he had never seen paper before, Ying Zheng could easily tell from the color of the paper and the words on it that once this kind of paper came out, it would definitely replace bamboo slips and become a must for books and writing.

"What's the noise, do you have any discernment!" Zhao Yi looked at Wang Chi who was whimpering, and gave him a hard look.

Wang Chi didn't understand the situation, and he was still grinning, but he had already seen Ying Zheng, and he was taken aback, and hurriedly hid the book in his arms.

Zhao Yi said that no matter whether it is paper or a book, it must not be displayed in front of anyone except him.

Seeing Wang Chi's embarrassed appearance in the collection of books, Ying Zheng laughed dumbly. Seeing that Zhao Yi hadn't introduced himself, he simply reported his family.

"Why, I am the son of heaven, the prince's father, is there anything else to guard against me?"

When Wang Chi saw Ying Zheng's black dragon robe after hearing Ying Zheng's claim, he was suddenly frightened.

Daqin respects black, and all dragon robes are black. Naturally, Wang Chi knew that the only one who could wear black dragon robes was the current emperor, so he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to Ying Zheng.

"Caomin Wang Chi, I have seen you, I greet you, Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty..."

Ying Zheng waved his hand and joked: "Get up quickly, there is something urgent, please report to your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Chi was also a muscle, and he really stood up and told Zhao Yi: "Your Highness, the printing paper is finished. This is the first book. Your Highness, please have a look!"

Hiss... so soon?Ying Zheng's eyes widened, he looked at Cheng Shu in Zhao Yi's hand, and threw away the watermelon rind in his hand, and couldn't wait to get close to Zhao Yi, looking at Cheng Shu.

I saw that on the cover of the finished book, there are actually vivid patterns of characters engraved.

When Zhao Yi turned the first page, the strong scent of ink and the faint scent of paper wafted into his nostrils, which made Ying Zheng feel like being scratched by a cat. He wished he could grab the book in his hands immediately and observe carefully ...

(End of this chapter)