I am a primitive

After looking at it carefully for a while, he handed the brush to the stone who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing Wu who was quite interested in brushes, Han Cheng's heart moved, and a thought appeared in his mind.

"Wu, what do you think of this thing?"

Han Cheng asked.

"It's not as easy to use as stone pencils and ceramic plates..."

Primitive people are like this, they generally don't beat around the bush, they just say what they have.

Han Cheng sniffled. This is indeed a commendable point, but sometimes it hurts, like now.

"This is the beginning of the paper and the brush and ink are not easy to use. When the paper is made thin and strong, the brush is made more ink-absorbing, easier to write, and the ink is more visible, you will find that, This thing will work better than slate pencils and clay plates.

Such a large and thin piece of paper can record more things than two thick ceramic plates.

As for the many pottery plates currently stored in the house, we only need paper of the same thickness as the pottery plates to record them all..."

Han Cheng graciously forgave Wu's uprightness, and then began to tell Wu the benefits of brushes, ink, and paper, and to Wu and Shitou, two cultural people, about the development prospects of paper brushes.

In order to highlight the usefulness of paper in recording text, Han Cheng deliberately made a comparison between paper and ceramic plates.

He did this, on the one hand, to justify the names of paper and brushes, and on the other hand, he wanted to fool Wu and Shito into studying brushes, paper and ink, and improve these things.

In this way, he doesn't have to be entangled in these things, so he can devote his limited energy to raising the baby and making bronze wares.

As for whether Wu Youshi can improve these things, Han Cheng has no doubts at all.

On the one hand, it is because in the process of their improvement, many of his things are just a person with a little knowledge who can give them some guidance.

On the other hand, it is out of confidence in the tribe.

After coming to the Qingque tribe, Han Cheng has seen many such people and things.

For example, Hei Wa who likes to make pottery, like Lai who does carpentry and weaving, like Junior Brother Sha who likes archery...

With their unremitting efforts, they have all achieved certain achievements in a certain field and gained a sense of accomplishment.

Han Cheng has also done an analysis of this situation. Firstly, the food in the tribe is relatively sufficient, which can free them from the long-term labor of obtaining food and allow them to have enough time to do things other than food.

The second is the 'simple' minds of everyone in the tribe.

Because they are 'simple-minded', they don't have too many other thoughts, and they will continue to do what they are looking for.

In many things in the world, the difference between failure and success, mediocrity and achievement is the word "persistence".

The witch and the stone, these two people do not lack this kind of quality that is relatively common in this era and they have not noticed.

From this point of view, sometimes it is really difficult to distinguish between smart and stupid.

Sure enough, after these words were exported, the result was the same as Han Cheng expected.

Wu and Shitou stood there in a daze, their mouths were a little too big, looking at the simple pen, ink and paper, their expressions were a little dull.

Such an inconspicuous thing actually has such a big effect?

(Chapter 2 is delivered, I got up at three o'clock in the morning to work on my thesis, so that the whole person will feel dizzy. It is raining heavily, and the sky will cool down soon, so I can sleep well at night. I will only have two chapters today , I have something to do tomorrow, and I will make up the owed chapter the day after tomorrow. In addition, I still want to ask capable book friends to support the genuine version. It is not easy to do anything. Writing a novel is also a matter of lighting a lamp. A thousand words are waiting...)

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"Of course I can record everything on the pottery board."

Han Cheng recalled the instructions in the medicine box, how many words could be written on such a small piece of paper, and immediately nodded solemnly like the two of them.

I am not lying. A good pen and good paper can unleash unlimited potential.

What?You didn't write down everything on the clay board?That's because you didn't do a good job with pen and paper, keep working hard...

Han Cheng thought shamelessly, then shook his head with a smile. The characters carved on the pottery board are not very small, especially the one carved on Wu, because his eyes are not very good.

Under such circumstances, normal paper of the same thickness as the pottery board is not needed, and the things on all the pottery boards in the room can be copied without using the font on the manual.

After receiving such an affirmative answer from Han Cheng, Wu and Shitou, two people who have been engaged in tribal 'cultural work' for a long time, looked at the pen and paper on the stone table with bright eyes.

Wu immediately expressed that he was willing to follow Shenzi to learn papermaking and make better paper.

Han Cheng smiled and did not agree.

It wasn't him, Shi Lezhi, who had spent a lot of effort to guide him, but now he finally made Wu Huyou want to make paper, but instead he opened his mouth and refused directly.

The reason for this is that making paper is not an easy job.

From making bark to pounding pulp, it needs a relatively strong body to support it.

The witch is getting old, so it is more appropriate for Shishi, who has just grown up, to do such things.

As for Wu, you can just get a brush and ink, both of which are small objects, and you don't need to go to great lengths to improve them, which is suitable for old people like Wu.

As for the stone, this guy will definitely be able to make paper. The reason why he has such confidence is not that Han Cheng is floating, but that he has absolute certainty.

"After the paper is finished, it can also be used to make Kongming lanterns, which is better than snake skin."

Han Cheng looked at the stone with a smile, and said in a leisurely manner.

Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, Shi Shi immediately felt as if he had been slapped with chicken blood, and his chest thumped, expressing that he would definitely make paper well.

Looking at the two people who were completely mobilized, Han Cheng smiled extremely happily.

The next step is to start to find ideas for Wu and Shitou.

The so-called finding ideas is actually very simple, that is, Han Cheng tells the two of them the appearance and performance of the paper, pen, and ink in his memory, so that they have a direction to work hard.

After saying this, he took the stone and made paper again, so that he could move forward with the current rough papermaking process.

Han Cheng learned the lesson from the first time he made paper for the second time. The material he used was only the thin skin inside the bark, and the old skin on the outside was not used at all.

And when pounding, the pounding became even more broken, and when the pulp was put on the simple sieve, it was not as much as the first time.

With these changes, the paper produced for the second time is much more like paper than the first time, and the progress is very obvious.

This is easy to understand, just like a person with a zero score in the test, as long as he works hard casually, he can surpass his current score.

But the further you go, the more time and thought you need to move forward, and the progress is not as obvious as before.

This is another reason why Han Cheng asked Stone to study papermaking——Shitou is young, and if there is no accident, he still has many years to live. He can spend decades with more complicated papermaking, but Wu Ze will not succeed.