Rebirth of the Evil Stepmother and the Four Villainous Children

After playing for a while, a few people went into the main room.

This main room is simply a treasure trove. Jade carvings are placed randomly, and gold and silver items are either placed in boxes or piled in corners on the floor.

Zhou Rongrong glanced at the gold and silver items on the ground, and then glared at Li Zhenglin with a look of disappointment.

Then I summarized this person: a prodigal son, a prodigal son, a complete prodigal son.

Li Zhenglin was confused by her look.

"What are you doing?"

Zhou Rongrong paused for a moment before explaining the reason for her visit and showed Li Zhenglin the production drawings that needed to be made.

Li Zhenglin took a few glances at it. This thing was not difficult and he could make it with his eyes closed. However, the design was ingenious and quite impressive.

I also became interested and discussed several aspects with Zhou Rongrong. Although Zhou Rongrong didn't know how to do it, she still understood the operating principles.

I talked to Li Zhenglin about some basic knowledge of mechanics. The more Li Zhenglin listened, the brighter his eyes became, and he was full of desire to explore the world.

I didn’t expect that the flying principle of the simplest wooden kite I made would be like this.

Li Zhenglin felt as if he had seen his confidant. All the gloom in his heart seemed to have disappeared, and his appearance became much better.

He immediately decided to go back with Zhou Rongrong.

The matter was settled without any setbacks, and the group went back home having fun.

A few children on the road saw that Li Zhenglin was covered with only his eyes showing, and Sibao said.

"Uncle Li, you are as white as pearls, why do you cover your face?"

Sibao had seen pearls before. Among the small jewelry her mother bought for her were pearls the size of her little finger. Sibao liked the white and plump pearls the best.

Li Zhenglin showed his eyes and asked in confusion.

"Aren't you afraid?"

Erbao said, "Why? Mom said that on the other side of the sea there are many people with different skin colors from us, some are white, some are completely black. No matter what skin color they are, they are all human. Uncle, you just have whiter skin and whiter hair, and you are handsome. As the saying goes, whiteness can cover up ugliness."

Li Zhenglin didn't know whether this sentence was a compliment or an insult to him, but Li Zhenglin was indeed good-looking. Although not as good-looking as Xie Wuyou, he looked like an ethereal being when he wore white clothes.

Zhou Rongrong also said.

"Yes, you are good-looking, there is no need to cover yourself up, you are just sick, how can people not get sick if they eat all kinds of grains? While I am still young and idle, I will let go of all my wildness. For a hundred years, I have been drunken for 36,000 times."

After hearing this, Li Zhenglin seemed relieved and laughed.

"Mrs. Zhou is truly a heroine. Her broad mind is beyond the reach of the likes of us."

As he spoke, he stripped off all the restraints on himself and chatted happily with the children. Li Zhenglin was also a very learned man, but he was restrained by his illness. Now that he has figured it out, he doesn't care about those looks anymore.

The next day.

Zhou Rongrong arranged several obedient and dexterous young men, all of whom were about fifteen or sixteen years old, to be Li Zhenglin's apprentices. In Dashan Village, apart from the curiosity of the people about Li Zhenglin at the beginning, Zhou Rongrong brought back nothing else.

Gradually, the things in the workshop were made. The most important waterwheels were built, four or five, and more construction was needed. When everything was ready, Zhou Rongrong started to get busy, and Xie Wuyou also started to get busy.

The papermaking process is complicated, so Zhou Rongrong directly recruited Liu Dazhuang and others to do the work, and also hired many villagers. One workshop directly provided forty jobs.

First, dig out the bamboo that has been pounded before, wash it with lime water, and then use a stone pestle driven by a waterwheel to pound it into paper powder. Then put it into the sink to become paper pulp.

Then comes the "papermaking" process. A curtain made of extremely fine bamboo threads is gently swayed in the pulp pool to filter out the water, leaving only a thin layer of pulp film, which becomes a piece of paper after drying.

Put the frame on the push rod rack, take out the curtain with both hands, turn it upside down on the chopping board, and then carefully lift the curtain, and a piece of wet paper will be left on the chopping board.

The next step was to dry the paper. In order to meet the deadline, Zhou Rongrong directly built a series of fire walls, with a hollow middle. When the fire wall was burned, the surface would become hot, and the copied paper would be placed on the fire wall to bake. After a while, a piece of paper was made.

The finished paper is bundled into pieces of 100 at a time. You can still smell the fragrance of bamboo on the paper, and then mass production begins.

As for Jiang Laosan, his wife was pregnant and he didn't want to go out to work as a fisherman anymore, so he stayed at home and took care of Cheng.

Zhou Rongrong didn't want to let him go, so she captured him and asked him to collect bamboos and lead people to dig holes and bury the bamboos. This was not difficult at all. Once the news got out, many people would come to sell bamboos, so there was no need to go outside to collect the bamboos.

Now that they had paper, they needed a market. Zhou Rongrong asked Liu Dazhuang to take a few smart people with bamboo paper to the town's library, the county's library, and even the library in the neighboring county, and even to set up stalls in front of the college.

There is another person Zhou Rongrong needs to visit in person, and that is Mr. Zhuang.

Zhou Rongrong was holding a dozen pieces of paper. When she went to pick up the children, she gave five pieces to Doctor Zhao first, saying that she made them herself and asked him to try.

Doctor Zhao picked up the pen to try it out. The paper was silky smooth and the ink could write on it without any problem.

"Your paper is pretty good. How much is it?"

Zhou Rongrong smiled and said, "The price is seventy cents a knife."

As for the quality of this paper, Zhou Rongrong set the wholesale price at 40 cents per piece. If the college orders directly here, the price will be 60 cents per piece, and the paper will be supplied directly to the academy.

Doctor Zhao flipped through the papers and said.

"Your paper is of average quality, seventy cents a piece, be careful not to get into trouble."

Zhou Rongrong nodded and said, "I know. I know very well that the papermaking technology is in the hands of the big families. I want to get a piece of the pie, so I'm naturally prepared."

At worst, we can just kill him and the problem will be solved, right? But with Xie Wuyou around, Zhou Rongrong is not afraid either. They have a lot of resources and there is nothing shameful in using them.

After arriving at Qingfeng Academy, Zhou Rongrong gave Mr. Zhuang another ten dollars' worth of paper. After the people left, Mr. Zhuang began to write letters frantically. Mrs. Zhou had just done him a favor. As long as the people came through his introduction, Zhou Rongrong would directly give them ten cents less, but he still made a profit.

Zhou Rongrong was not in a hurry and just waited for someone to come to her. She didn't believe that no one would be jealous of such a good thing.

The first person to get the news was naturally Boss Li in the town. Doctor Zhao thought of something and took the paper sent by Zhou Rongrong to show off to his friends.

He also mentioned Zhou Rongrong's price, which whetted Boss Li's appetite. He couldn't sleep all night. He got up in the middle of the night and wrote a letter to his son who was an official in the capital, and asked his servant to deliver it overnight.

As soon as it was light, he drove a horse-drawn carriage to Dashan Village. Mr. Shi from Zhao County heard from Shitou that a man came with a large piece of paper to sell something yesterday. After reading the paper, Mr. Shi went to see Liu Dazhuang.

Liu Dazhuang was waiting for Master Shi to come. If there was anyone in Zhao County whose words were heard besides the county magistrate, it was Master Shi. Master Shi was not only good at business, but he was also a kind-hearted person. He always opened a stall to give out porridge. He had a very good reputation and he had a good relationship with Boss Zhou.

Liu Dazhuang then respectfully stated the specific price of this matter. Zhou Rongrong had already said that the price was fixed and it would be the same no matter who came.

Boss Shi understood the great business opportunity there. Such paper quality and price were the first of their kind in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Thinking of Zhou Rongrong's wish to join the Chamber of Commerce, Master Shi invited several influential people in the county to come for dinner.

"No, no matter how powerful she is, she is just a woman. There is no reason for women to join the Chamber of Commerce."

The person who spoke was Cao Yu, the boss of the largest escort agency in Zhao County. Uncle Cao looked to be in his early forties, with a muscular body and an intimidating presence without even getting angry. The Cao family was also very famous in the escort agency in Zhao County.

But Cao Yu was an old-fashioned person. Like most people, he believed that women should take care of their husbands and children.

Mr. Shi hates this kind of people the most. Before his wife passed away, he and his wife built up the family business together. What's wrong with being a woman? Just like his wife and Boss Zhou are both extremely powerful people, he said disdainfully.

"Don't look down on him. If you were to fight with Boss Zhou, you might not be able to beat him. Besides.

Just tell me whether this paper is good or not. This paper will definitely become the pillar industry of Zhao County in the future. Look at the silk in Jiangnan, the Shu embroidery in Shudi, and the jade in southern Xinjiang. What do we have in the north? Only poverty, you old-fashioned person. "

The two families are old friends, and their grandfathers' generation were good brothers. Although there is an age difference between the two, they grew up together.

Naturally, Master Shi was not so polite when speaking to Cao Yu. Besides, businessmen make profits. Even if he looked at Zhou Rongrong's appearance, there was no reason not to let her join the Chamber of Commerce.

Then Master Shi added, "Where do you think the five taels of silver bottle of Ma Fei San that your family bought came from? Is it still the property of Mr. Zhou?"

Cao Yu was speechless after hearing this, but he said stubbornly: "Okay, I'll go with you to see what's going on."

Seeing that Cao Yu had agreed to what they wanted to say, the remaining few people agreed to go and take a look. After all, they were just going to take a look at the barbarians, so whether they agreed or not would be decided later.

The group drove a horse-drawn carriage to Dashan Village.

At the same time, Yang Tian also received a letter from Qin Yuanzhou from the county school, saying that he had to go to Dashan Village for something and asked Yang Tian to look after the academy.

Yang Tian was confused and didn't know what was going on. He still obediently asked someone to watch over the academy.