Chapter 90—Musin's Trip (3)

After Mu Xin spent the night studying Tie Xinyuan's troop deployment, he was pleased to find that the most powerful warriors in the Hami Kingdom were all outside, and although there were many soldiers in Qingxiang City, there were basically no strong warriors. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A Hami of Nuoda is like a giant egg to Tie Xinyuan, with a hard shell on the outside and a soft egg white on the inside.

As long as you smash or bypass the hard shell outside, the egg yolk of Tie Xinyuan has nowhere to escape.

Meng Yuanzhi's force left too deep an impression on Mu Xin, with that demon god-like man by Tie Xinyuan's side, Mu Xin would not have the idea of intercepting and killing Tie Xinyuan.

Now Meng Yuanzhi is not in Qingxiang City, and the fierce two-headed man is not in Qingxiang City......

Musin put down the paper in his hand, and a new plan was already fermenting and taking shape in his mind.

He quickly put the idea of constructing a plan behind him, and now that the plan had taken shape, he needed to sit for a while, wait for the rest of his mind to take over, and then revisit the original plan from a different angle.

Now, he looked at the paper in front of him and thought about how he could make such beautiful paper in Great Food and Persia.

As a high-ranking scholar, Musin was very dissatisfied with the papyrus that the Egyptians sold to the Great Food and Persians, which instantly turned into a pile of moldy straw stalks at the slightest dampness.

The raw material used in the production of papyrus is the stem of papyrus. First, peel off the hard green outer skin of the sedge stem, cut the light-colored inner stem into strips of about one and a half feet, and then cut it into thin slices piece by piece.

The cut flakes are soaked in water for at least six days to remove the sugar they contain. After that, the strips are placed side by side into one layer, which is then covered with another layer, with the two layers perpendicular to each other. These two layers are also often woven into a grid in a way that intersects each other, resembling a fabric. These flakes are spread evenly between two layers of linen and beaten with a mallet while they are wet, the two layers of flakes are pressed into one piece and squeezed out of the water, then pressed with a heavy object such as a stone, and after drying, it is polished with a pumice stone to obtain the finished product of papyrus.

The finished product is very similar to the bamboo mat that Mu Xin saw in the Song Kingdom......

After losing a lot of papyrus manuscripts, Musin decided to use a large number of lambskins or calf skins to transcribe his manuscripts.

Although the cost is higher, in Musin's view, learning and wisdom are priceless after all, and cannot be measured by money.

It wasn't until he came to the Great Song Dynasty to witness the birth of paper that he didn't hesitate to like this thing, even the worst bamboo paper in the Song Dynasty was a thousand times better than papyrus.

When he was in the Song Kingdom, Mu Xin specially visited the papermaking workshop, from the crushing of bamboo and wood, to the formation of pulp, to the use of bamboo curtains to catch pulp, and finally to dry and form, he did not miss it.

The Confucians who led him to visit the papermaking workshop were full of ambition, and they also ordered the workshop manager to tell the secrets of the papermaking workshop thoroughly.

Therefore, as soon as Mu Xin returned to Da Shi, he would be able to immediately produce paper comparable to that made by the Great Song Papermaking Workshop.

Since the paper made by Hami was better than that of the Great Song Dynasty, Mu Xin felt that he needed to get a glimpse of the whole leopard.

For this reason, he specially changed into a Great Song scribe robe, this thing is very useful, for some reason, as long as he wears this set of scribe robes, those great Confucians of the Song Kingdom are very excited one by one.

After wearing it once, he may not know why, but after going through it a few more times, Mu Xin understood that the Song Confucianism thought that he had been naturalized by Confucianism, and it was the work of education.

After five years of development, Qingxiang City has used all the land that can be used.

In the face of the continuous influx of people, Qingxiang City had no choice but to ask for space in the sky, and now Qingxiang City, in order to accommodate his 270,000 residents, there are not many one-story houses that are common in other places.

The two-story wooden building is now gradually being eliminated, because of the existence of jack arms and gantry cranes, Qingxiang City is more of a four-story high-rise building.

It is precisely because of the existence of such a large number of high-rise buildings that Qingxiang City gives others an extremely magnificent feeling.

A building is in fact a collection of factories, shops and homes, and the Huang family's Hengchangtai Paper Workshop is one such place.

They relied on the early foothold in Qingxiang City, because of the wealth and power, they got a full two acres of land in Qingxiang City, except for the high-rise building, their family did not waste land at all, all the places were built into houses, inside is a huge drying room.

The pulp manufacturing plant is in the Tianshan Mountains, and the dirty water from the paper mills is not allowed in Hami to enter the city, so most of the processes are completed in the mountains, and the workshops in the city only need to complete the last process.

The spring sun is warm, the paper that should be sold last night has been sold, and the newly produced paper has not been dried today, so the yellow shopkeeper is rarely relieved, so he asked the guy to carry out a chaise longue for him, ready to take a nap in the sun.

Musin walked across the long street with a folding fan from Hami, followed by seven or eight fellows who were also wearing robes.

Tilting his head and glancing at Hengchangtai's huge plaque, he nodded with satisfaction, put away the folding fan in his hand gracefully, pointed to Hengchangtai's huge door face with the folding fan and said to the guys wearing robes beside him: "Brothers, how about we choose this place as a place for debate?" ”

The owner of the coffin shop who I just met yesterday smiled; "Why not, since the gentleman said that the paper made in Tokyo is better than that made in Hami, I don't think so.

Hengchangtai's old shopkeeper is the old-timer of our businessmen, if there is nothing special about Hami paper, the old shopkeeper will not spend a lot of money to buy secret recipes from Jiangzuo. “

Mu Xin laughed and said: "Brother Chen, this is to judge things by people, not by people, this is not a gentleman's way of seeking knowledge."

Right and wrong, you have to look at it to distinguish clearly. ”

Musin was still smiling, as if everything was under control.

This morning, he originally wanted to come alone, but when he accidentally saw the appearance of his foreigner, he was a little depressed, and had to go to the teahouse he had been to yesterday.

Just this morning, while drinking tea, Mu Xin heard the word "camp" more than once.

Under his skillful side knocks, he finally discovered that Hami's extremely incredible things were basically related to the camp.

In an instant, Musin changed the destination of his snooping from a paper workshop to a camp.

The shopkeeper Huang didn't feel a little displeased when he saw a group of people pointing in front of his store, and he didn't look like a door-to-door businessman.

Just as he was about to step forward to ask, he saw an acquaintance come up from under the steps and arched his hand: "Shopkeeper Huang, I must wait for this Hu man to know how powerful I am today, I wonder if the old shopkeeper can make it convenient?" ”

The shopkeeper Huang originally looked down on this guy surnamed Chen who bought the coffin, and his old face shook his sleeves slightly: "What do you have to do with the old decay when you are arguing?" ”

Shopkeeper Chen hurriedly arched his hand and said: "There is a famous man from Persia Harash, he can not only speak official dialect, but also Khitan dialect, and is familiar with my Great Song Dynasty classics, he said that the paper produced by my Hami is not as good as the paper produced in the Great Song Dynasty, and the younger generations are a little angry, so they argue with him."

As long as the old shopkeeper can let him see how we make paper, he can be convinced and apologize for the wine in the Sanyuan Building. ”

Shopkeeper Huang looked at Shopkeeper Chen like a fool and said, "You let a Hu person come to see my family's secret recipe process?" ”

Shopkeeper Chen turned a blind eye to the anger accumulated in Shopkeeper Huang's eyes, took out two gold coins from his arms and handed them to Shopkeeper Huang, saying, "Let's pay!" ”

Shopkeeper Huang knocked out the gold coins in Shopkeeper Chen's hand and roared: "Get out!" ”

The shopkeeper Chen, who bought the coffin, was not angry, picked up the knocked gold coins from the ground, took out five gold coins from his arms, and lined them up in his hand and said, "Just look at it, these five gold coins are yours." ”

Shopkeeper Huang almost fainted, and was about to call the guys in the store to come out and drive away the scoundrel Shopkeeper Chen.

But I saw the shopkeeper Chen take out a bulging money bag from his arms, and as soon as he fell backhandedly, the gold coins in the money bag fell to the ground with a bang......

These gold coins have a strange appearance, with a strange bearded head on them, and although the gold coins are not round enough, they are shining, and there is no doubt that they are pure gold, and the color of such gold coins is better than that minted in the Hami Kingdom.

Mu Xin's smile was very weird, and the smiles of the rest of the Song people were also very weird, and the smile of Shopkeeper Chen became even more weird.

The anger on Shopkeeper Huang's face slowly dissipated, and gradually turned into a look of consternation, Shopkeeper Chen's behavior was completely unexpected by him.

These coins were Sogdian gold coins, and the latest gold coin minted was at least 500 years old.

It is said that the Sogdians discovered a river of gold, and as a result, they minted gold coins in good condition, unlike gold coins minted in other eras, which were always mixed with many impurities.

Since the Tyrant Wing destroyed the Sogdian capital city of Ajan, slaughtering 14,000 people, no new gold coins have been used.

Because of this, the Sogdians' gold coins are very small in existence, and many of the Song Dynasty's gold and stone families like them very much. “

Shopkeeper Huang took a closer look at the Sogdian gold coins that had fallen to the ground, squatted on the ground and raised his head to look at Shopkeeper Chen, and said uncertainly: "Are you sure you want to exchange these gold coins for an opportunity to see the papermaking process?" ”

Shopkeeper Chen nodded arrogantly.

The yellow shopkeeper gathered the gold coins on the ground at a speed of a few pieces and said loudly: "A word is a certainty!" ”

A few gold coins is an insult to the Huang shopkeeper, so many gold coins ...... Even if it was an insult, the shopkeeper Huang felt that it was worth it.

After getting the Huang shopkeeper, the Chen shopkeeper who bought the coffin said excitedly to Mu Xin: "Harash, you lost!" ”