Mo San's dilemma.

Merton believes that a large part of the reason why arithmetic is not widely spread in the Tang Dynasty is that arithmetic is obscure, such as Zu Chongzhi's "Fixation" is one of the representatives.

All right!

Even the professor's master may not understand how to teach the arithmetic knowledge to the students, so the loss of the "Fixation" in later generations has become a matter of course.

In order to avoid repeating the mistakes of the past, Merton gave Shen Hongcai the idea of compiling mathematics textbooks by grade in later generations, and this step-by-step method of teaching arithmetic has been verified by the next hundred years and has been confirmed that this is indeed the most suitable method for promoting arithmetic.

"The Mo family has its own printing office! As long as the master can compile it, it can be compiled and published immediately, and Mojia Village will be the first place to use the new style of arithmetic. Merton patted his chest and assured.

With a goal, Shen Hongcai swept away the previous decadence and left with high morale.

In this way, in the next few days, Merton honestly pretended to be a student in the Guozijian, and the entire Guozijian was as if there had never been a Tianzhu number dispute, and it quickly calmed down.

Another day off.

Spring returns to the earth, everything recovers, the big willow tree in the backyard of Mofu has already pulled out the buds, hanging down like ten thousand silks, the breeze blows, the green willows are still around, very pleasant.

Merton once again lay under the green willow and pretended to be a dead dog, but this time it was not lying there, the wound on the buttocks had already healed, but lying there comfortably, the chaise longue tailored for Merton by Lao Zhangtou was unusually decent, supporting Merton's body in all directions, so that he did not have a trace of effort.

The warm sun shone on Merton's body, so warm that people wanted to sleep, if it weren't for the slightest strange noise from time to time, I'm afraid Merton would have fallen asleep.

"Mo San!" Merton shouted angrily.

Mo San, who had been wandering in the backyard more than ten times, hurriedly ran over, bowed and saluted: "Hello young master!" ”

"What's wrong? Listen to Ziyi? Haven't you been busy with your printing office, how can you have time to come! Merton's eyes drifted through the flowers, and a purple behind him asked.

Obviously, when Mo San came, it was Ziyi who was talking from behind.

After the end of the ink art exhibition, Mo Dun will be Mo San independent out of the ink house, Mo San is His Majesty's personal general, has a pair of skillful hands, the carving technology is very exquisite, and His Majesty's reward of a thousand taels of ink ton is a lot of money given to Mo San as a start-up capital, there is no more care, plus the recent Mo Dun things are continuous, on the Mo San ignored.

"Something went wrong with the printing office? Please give me some advice, young master! Mo San said with a red face.

"Something went wrong?" Mo Dun looked at Mo San suspiciously, it stands to reason that Mo San has a title, technology, and capital, and the printing office should not encounter any trouble!

"There are no books to print!" Mo San stammered before he finished the matter, and Merton understood the principle.

It turned out that when Mo San started, he was also ambitious, and wanted to do a big job, but it turned out that the technology of engraving printing soon spread in Chang'an City, and there was no intellectual property protection in this era, and the ministers of the DPRK and China all saw the business opportunities of engraving and printing, and many ministers took the lead, and the carpenter of engraving technology was not difficult to find, in just over a month, Chang'an City opened more than ten printing offices, and the price of the book plummeted three times.

"These sanctimonious guys?" Merton gritted his teeth and said, these people's engraving and printing techniques are just a kind of window paper, which can be broken when stabbed.

However, they did not take advantage of it, and now Guozijian has revised various Confucian classics, and added punctuation marks, plus Guozijian's signboard, which is very popular. And there is a large backlog of major printing bureaus in Chang'an City. Mo San said with palpitations.

Merton was taken aback, he thought that Guozijian was all corrupt Confucianism, but he didn't expect that there would be such a mind, Guozijian's trick is very similar to a famous school version of the textbook of later generations, as long as the name of Guozijian is there, then there is no worry that the printed books cannot be sold, and it is very authoritative.

"You've printed a lot of them too?" Merton asked.

Mo San shook his head, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Young Master, we are children of the Mo family, how can we go to print Confucian classics?" ”

Merton originally wanted to persuade Mo San as a businessman not to care about these portals, but he thought that the Confucian classics printed in Chang'an City were now overflowing, so he stopped persuading.

After Mo San's narration, Mo Dun finally understood the predicament of the printing office, Mo San specialized in printing "The Book of Ink" and "The Book of Taoism", but did not sell a few copies, and the business was extremely miserable. Now Mosan's biggest business is to help Hualao Printing and Ink Hospital with various medical contracts, otherwise it would have closed down long ago.

Merton glanced at Mo San sympathetically, this kid was too unlucky. There is no place for the ability to use it.

Merton did have a Shen Hongcai's math textbook business that could be handed over to him, but he didn't know how long it would take until Shen Hongcai finished compiling it, and Merton thought about it and still didn't tell Mo San, it would be better to surprise him when the time came.

"What the hell do you think?" Merton asked with a thoughtful look.

He saw that Mo San kept talking and stopped, obviously having some thoughts of his own.

"I want to ......," Mo San said, his eyes involuntarily aimed at the flowers on the side.

"Come here!" Merton said angrily.

Ziyi was not ashamed at all, and ran over excitedly and said, "Young master, Mo San wants to print my painting!" ”

"Your paintings?"

Merton's contemptuous eyes hurt Ziyi's self-esteem fiercely, Ziyi pouted, and took out a large stack of rice paper from behind him?

"Rioty?"

Merton looked at the stickmen in front of him in amazement, and some exaggerated lines. It has to be said that in later generations under the existing conditions, the extremely simple lines are the most suitable for printing.

If you take some sketches or landscape paintings, it is estimated that no matter how clever the carver is, he will not be able to carve it, and this is not the laser scanning of later generations.

Morton squinted his eyes and looked at Mo San and Ziyi, I have to say that the cooperation between the two of them is indeed seamless. Merton can imagine how much of a sensation Merton would cause after the appearance of books with pictures and words in this era of extremely scarce entertainment.

"Young Master? What do you think? Ziyi asked hopefully.

"It's kind of interesting!" Merton smiled slightly, "What about the other things?" ”

"Other than that?" Ziyi was a little dumbfounded, she didn't think about it so much, as long as her paintings could be printed, the rest didn't matter.

"Young master, I think so, now the children of Mojia Village are walking the entire Guanzhong, and many of them can bring back a lot of news, if they can talk about these news and sort them out a little, publish them, and add the paintings of purple clothes, I believe there will be a way out." Mo San said.

This idea had been in his mind for a long time, and since printing traditional books had no advantages, he took a different path and opened a new path.

Merton looked at Mo San in surprise, he didn't expect Mo San's mind to be so advanced, and he vaguely touched the concept of newspapers in later generations.

"Oh, it takes three days to come and go back and forth in Guanzhong, and some news needs to be carefully verified, so I am going to print a volume in half a month, so as to ensure the timeliness of the information in a timely manner, and also ensure the accuracy of the message." Mo San spoke eloquently, full of confidence.

"Semi-monthly!" Merton nodded inwardly.

In this era of extremely slow transmission of information, semi-monthly is indeed the most appropriate method.