After entering the book, the Prime Minister's legs softened

Chapter 15

Ji Sang made paper using ancient crafts for the first time, and he was very nervous.

　　By the afternoon, the pulp on the bamboo was exposed to the sun for a day, and the paper was beginning to take shape. Ji Sang successfully took a piece of paper from a piece of bamboo, and excitedly asked Wen Jian to try it.

　　Wen Jian stared deeply at the thin layer of gray paper on the desk, and asked in confusion: "Is this paper?"

　　Ji Sang nodded, "Yes, write it."

　　Wen Jian took out the brush and dipped it in ink to try.

　　Wen Jian wrote well, but the paper was still too rough, and several strokes were stained with ink.

　　Ji Sang frowned and said: "Hey, this paper is not fine enough, the paper surface is rough, and it is not watery enough. It seems that we have to try again."

　　The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page Wen Jian thought that this paper was very convenient to use, "It can be used."

　　Ji Sang said: "I know it can be used, but I think if you want to sell it at a high price, you have to improve the craftsmanship. This paper is not white enough, and the paper surface needs to be more delicate."

　　Ji Sang said to himself.

　　Wen Jian was slightly stunned, "You said sell?"

　　Ji Sang realized that he had let the cat out of the bag, and smiled awkwardly, "I... I have this idea. Bamboo slips are too heavy. If we replace them with this kind of paper, we can bind the paper into books later. Wen Jian, isn't this a lot more convenient for you scholars? Take your imperial examinations for example, you don't have to carry such heavy bamboo slips. I think it should be... I can sell them."

　　And you can make a fortune.

　　This is the course of history! Luoyang paper is expensive in later generations, and now that she is here, let's make Ji Sang's paper expensive.

　　Ji Sang was thinking wildly.

　　Wen Jian was completely attracted by her words.

　　He just felt that Ji Sang seemed to have an attractive quality that made people want to get closer.

　　"Ji Sang, how did you think of this?"

　　The content is not finished, continue reading on the next page Ji Sang's lips curled slightly, but he didn't say anything. She couldn't say that he thought his family was too poor, there was no way, change the status quo!

　　Seeing that she didn't reply, Wen Jian sincerely praised, "My wife is so smart."

　　Ji Sang

　　When Ji Sang heard him mention "wife", her face suddenly blushed, she reached out to pick up the paper on the desk and ran away.

　　Wen Jian looked at her running back, and the light in his eyes was as bright as the sea of ​​stars.

　　...

　　During dinner, Wen Zheng drank some wine.

　　Ji Sang glanced at the dark sky outside, and suddenly remembered what Wen Jian said, "When it gets dark, I really want to see what you look like when you are sweating profusely." Her legs were actually wet.

　　Ji Sang said, "Daddy, what kind of wine is that? Can I have some?"

　　She wanted to drink some wine to calm down.

　　Wen Jian glanced at Ji Sang.

　　The content is not finished yet, continue reading on the next page Wen Zheng glanced at Ji Sang and then at Wen Jian, "It's rice wine."

　　Rice wine?

　　In Ji Sang's memory, rice wine is sweet and delicious. She smiled with curved eyebrows, "Daddy, give me some too."

　　Wen Zheng looked at Wen Jian again, and Wen Jian nodded slightly in agreement.

　　Wen Zheng went to get the wine and poured a bowl for Ji Sang.

　　Ji Sang looked at the wine with her eyes, and under everyone's gaze, she tasted it.

　　Ah! So spicy!

　　Rice wine is so spicy!

　　Her whole face wrinkled into a ball, and her little tongue stuck out.