"How did you keep the paper?"

"I made some, it was snowy and white, and it was so big, much better than the rice paper on the market!" A Niu brought Qin Mo to the workshop. It was cold and it was not easy to build a house. It was all made of wood factories.

There were puddles after puddle in the factory. Twenty or thirty people stood beside each other and washed the pulp with grids. However, it would not be cold if the fireplace was installed inside. Some strong men took off their coats and were sweating profusely.

"How much big paper can you make in a day?"

"No less than four hundred pictures!"

“How many pits?”

"There are only three at present, and the progress is being accelerated!"

The largest piece of paper is only six meters tall, and the size is about four or five meters.

But Qin Mo's large paper is particularly exaggerated, each piece is nine meters long and three meters wide.

That is, 27 square meters, which can be divided into 1 square meter of paper, and theoretically, 27 pieces can be cut, while Qin Mo can make about 10,000 pieces a day.

These are still three pitfalls. If this number is expanding ten times, it will be 100,000 copies a day.

Three million pieces of paper a month!

Qin Mo planned to make a hundred pits here, which only takes one month to make Wang cry and Lu's heart break!

After a year!

Sorry, I'm talking on my knees!

"Not bad, not bad!" Qin Mo was very satisfied!

“How much paper is there in the warehouse now?”

"Less than 100,000!"

Where is the pencil?

"Less than ten thousand!"

"Load the car and send it to the palace tomorrow morning!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Oh, by the way, how are those books printed?" This is the top priority.

It’s not enough to have paper and pen, but you still need books!

If there is no book, that's useless.

"At the beginning, I was a university and the doctrine of the mean, and I printed less than 800 copies, mainly because everyone is not skilled!"

"Enough, let's get closer to the palace together tomorrow!"

Qin Mo looked around here and guarded the troops.

After getting thousands of pieces of paper from the warehouse, Qin Mo went back.

With white paper, it feels different when you draw something.

After drawing, they painted it and called the butlers and the others over. When they saw it, they all knelt down in tears.

"I didn't arrive first. I can still see the old lady in my lifetime!"

"Young Master, this is what the old lady looks like, it's not bad at all!"

The servants of the Qin Mansion have been there for many years, and the old lady is very kind to them, so at this moment, they are all very sad.

Chu Rui was afraid that Qin Mo would feel uncomfortable and said, "Young Master, don't be sad. The old lady will definitely be unhappy when she finds out."

Qin Mo sighed, "But, frame the painting and put it in my father's study!"

"Yes, young master!" The butler wiped his tears, then wiped his hands hard on himself, fearing that the painting would be dirty, so he walked out carefully.

After clearing up all the worries, Qin Mo was completely empty, and he did too little entertainment.

There are stages in this era, but they are not very good, and they all act like heroes.

There is no tea garden, and the storyteller is really boring!

"Sister Churui, do you like reading stories?"

"What story?"

"It's a country legend, a myth!"

"I like it. There was a nanny in the palace who loved to tell stories, but there was no one in the palace maid who didn't like to listen to it.

One time later, we were so fascinated by the sound of the Queen. We didn’t even know that the Queen came!"

"Then did my mother blame you?" Qin Mo took Chu Rui over.

"The Empress is very good. Not only did she not blame us, she also listened to us. Since then, she has asked the nanny to tell stories every now and then." When talking about the interesting things in the palace, Chu Rui also talked endlessly.

"No, why did I hear that the maids in the palace are very corrupt?"

"Young Master, what does charity mean?" Chu Rui blinked her big eyes.

"Want to know?" Qin Mo smiled and said nodded!

Chu Rui was so shy that she looked around and saw that there was no one, so she quickly became a little faster, and then her whole face was blushing and bleeding.

Qin Mo sighed with satisfaction, and then explained, "Fructus is..."

brush!

Hearing Qin Mo's words, Chu Rui's head was almost buried in her chest, "Cai, Cai, Cai, we won't talk about those!"

"I don't believe it if it's true or false!"

"Young Master, you are so bad!" Chu Rui said shyly: "However, there are also married nurses in the palace. Those nurses often say this, and they joke about us every time..."

"Look, I'll just say you're corruption!" Qin Mo smiled, "Young Master, can you tell you a story?"

"What story?" Chu Rui looked at Qin Mo curiously.

"It was a dark and windy night, and there was a monk..."

At first, Chu Rui sounded quite interesting, but when he arrived at the back, "Bah, why is this monk so inappropriate!"

This story made Chu Rui feel furious and her legs became weak.

"Ah, you don't like listening to this story. I have another story about a boy here, and that boy is called Xiao Mo..."

After listening to this story, Chu Rui was so fond of her. Her eyes were watery and her skin was red like a cooked prawn.

Her red lips opened slightly, "Young Master!"

That sound is so sweet!

Qin Mo coughed dryly, "Sister Chu Rui, is this young man's story inspiring?"

"Young Master!"

Chu Rui hid in Qin Mo's arms.

Qin Moxin said, "Go to your grandma's leg, this is the gods who say "Spring" and leave after seeing it!"

"Sister Churui, it's getting late. I recently started to play a game called poker. Why don't we teach you how to play poker?"

“Is it as fun as mahjong?”

"It's almost the same, it's quite interesting anyway!"

"Then, then I want to learn!"

"Okay, then I'll teach you!"

Just as Qin Mo was planning to teach Chu Rui to play poker, the door was knocked wildly, and Qin Mo was crazy, "Who is it? If you don't sleep at night, what door should you knock on?"

"Young Master, hurry up, come out quickly, come out quickly..." Xiao Liuzi said in a hurry.

"Young Master, Xiao Liuzi must have something urgent to ask you!" Chu Rui's eyes also returned to the clarity of her eyes, and she hid in the quilt and did not dare to show her head.

Qin Mo had the intention to kill people.

He pulled the screen over, blocked it, and then opened the door angrily, "Xiao Liuzi, if you don't give me a reasonable explanation, I will kill you!"

Xiao Liuzi said anxiously: "There is someone coming from the palace and said he wanted the young master to go to the door to pick him up!"

"At this time, the palace was almost locked, who came out?"

Qin Mo walked out cursingly, "I want to see, it's the one who is not very eye-catching..."

Plop!

Qin Mo knelt directly on the ground, looking at the old man in black clothes in front of him, with a look of astonishment: "Old man, why have you left the palace?"
Chapter completed!