In front of the Shaofu gate, the carriage slowly moved forward.

Seeing the carriage gradually disappearing from sight, Zhang Han immediately said to his confidants: "Immediately allocate twenty people to the Gongzi's mansion, the faster the better."

Dreaming of meeting an immortal?!!

Zhang Han shook his head helplessly. Zhang Han didn't believe anything about what Fusu said. His Majesty spent hundreds of thousands of gold in the process of seeking immortals and asking the truth. What gains did he gain?

Now, this young master Fusu, who has always hated alchemists, has also taken the banner of dreaming of immortality. Zhang Han couldn't figure out what the Fusu gourd was selling.

However, this did not prevent Zhang Han from allocating personnel to Fusu. After all, the matter has not been reported to Your Majesty yet, and there is still room for improvement in everything.

It’s okay if you fail, just call it a good relationship with Fusu. If you succeed, it’s naturally good for you and I, everyone!

As soon as Fusu returned to the mansion, Uncle Jian immediately said, "Young Master, what you want is ready." As he said that, he took Fusu to a courtyard.

In the middle of the courtyard, a huge bronze cauldron was placed. Under the cauldron, a stove had been built, waiting for Fusu's order.

On the side of the courtyard, there are also a row of neat wooden barrels, which contain lime water.

Fusu looked at everything in the yard, which was quite in line with his heart. Uncle Jian’s work was indeed very reassuring. After waiting for a while, a small official from the Shaofu led twenty people to the courtyard.

After the handover, Fusu immediately assigned some craftsmen to pull the firewood. When the firewood was burning, the water in the kettle gradually increased with the passage of time and finally boiled.

What Fusu wanted to do was naturally papermaking. In this era, although paper already existed, it was very precious. It was really appropriate to take out such a killing weapon in the name of an immortal.

Fusu is not unfamiliar with the entire process of papermaking, because as a restorer of ancient craftsmanship, papermaking is one of the four great inventions in ancient China. How could he have not experimented with it?

The remaining craftsmen, under Fusu's assignment, placed wheat straw in lime water repeatedly and washed it, and finally put it into the boiling cauldron. Fusu said: "Continue to chop firewood, the things in the cauldron must be steamed for three days and three nights."

Originally, Fusu planned to use bamboo as raw material to produce pulp. But when he thought of the problems of hard, crisp, easy to break, and difficult to deal with, he decisively gave up and turned to wheat straw. Compared with bamboo, using wheat straw to make paper is obviously more reliable.

Now is the 35th year of Qin Shihuang. If the final outcome is that he is demoted to the county, then everything that happened in history will continue, and his fate will eventually be death.

Even the ants are alive and have not yet reached the desperate situation. How could Fusu give up the hope of life?

With Bai Paper, a big killer weapon, you will definitely be more than enough to protect yourself!!!

For ten days, Fusu stayed in this small courtyard. Fusu personally supervised and implemented every step of the process. Fusu dared not ignore this matter.

At the same time, Fusu directed a few people to bring in a stone mill and said, "Uncle Jian, where is the wheat I asked you to buy a few days ago?"

When Uncle Jian heard this, he immediately asked the two of them to carry a sack and walk in, "Young Master, the people of the people rarely cultivate this wheat, why should they buy this item?"

Indeed, at this time, the staple food in Guanzhong was corn, and the fields were mainly cultivated, while wheat could be said to be rarely grown and the price was much cheaper than corn.

Fusu's mouth raised slightly and said, "The mountain man has its own magical uses. Uncle Jian, you will know it then."

Looking at the young master's confident expression, Uncle Jian shook his head helplessly. These days, the young master has become more and more strange. He first steamed wheat straw from a fire, but now he buys these wheat that no one wants.

Uncle Jian sighed silently in his heart. After following the young master for so many years, he couldn't understand the young master's behavior for the first time!

Ignoring Uncle Jian, Fusu was busy with someone pouring the wheat into the stone mill. The stone mill slowly rotated under the push of manpower, and the snow-white flour gradually appeared in front of him.

"Uncle Jian, go and get a piece of white cloth." Fusu rubbed the flour in his hand. The plasmids were rough. Such flour was completely inconsistent with Fusu's wishes. It might be better if you sifted it with a white cloth.

When Uncle Jian brought a piece of white cloth, Fusu tear off a piece of white cloth without hesitation.

Everyone around looked at Fusu in shock. At this time, cloth was to some extent currency, and it was a hard currency recognized by the government in circulating in the market.

However, when everyone thinks of the identity of the noble man in front of him, they don’t feel surprised!

"What are you all doing in a stand-up situation? Come and help." Fusu immediately made arrangements, and the cloth was torn into three large pieces, and each began to sift the flour.

Touching the selected flour, Fusu frowned slightly, feeling a little rough. He said, "You two, fold the white cloth together and sift it again."

"promise."

Two more days later, Fusu stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking at the blank paper in his hand obsessively. At the same time, hundreds of blank papers were already peeled off from the bamboo mat one after another. With this, Fusu was already sure how to fool his father!

Just as Fusu was excited about this, Uncle Jian walked up to Fusu and said, "Young Master, Mr. Chunyu Yue is here."

Fusu turned his head, "Chunyu Yue?"

Uncle Jian looked at Fusu with wide eyes. Fusu has always respected his teacher very much. Such a situation of calling him by his name has never happened before.

When Fusu saw Uncle Jian’s face, he immediately understood and said, “Uncle Jian, please stare at me carefully here and ask these people to be careful. Don’t break the paper for me. I’ll go see the teacher.”

As he said that, Fusu raised his legs and left.

On the way, Fusu understood that this was not a solution. Although he was so soul-stirring to Fusu, for those who were familiar with Fusu, it was easy to find the difference between the two.

Fortunately, I had already predicted this. In just two days, I could tell everyone legitimately that it was because I met an immortal and was enlightened by the immortal.

This reason is flawless!

Although Uncle Jian was suspicious, he still followed Fusu's instructions. When he saw the flawless white paper, his eyes could no longer be moved!

Touching the smooth and white paper, Uncle Jian’s confusion and confusion over the past few days immediately turned into infinite admiration and admiration. The white paper in front of him was truly ingenious.
Chapter completed!