Cthulhu Gonfalon

Xiong Xiong spent some time and gave a detailed demonstration of his invention to the church officials.

“This can greatly reduce the cost of learning knowledge and promote the popularization of knowledge.” He said, “Knowledge changes life, knowledge changes fate, knowledge changes the world... My inventions will certainly promote the progress of the whole world!”

However, his impassionedness did not receive the support of the believers.

"Your Majesty, I think these things...the cost doesn't seem to be low." Rhodes, who manages the finances, calculated it, saying, "Smash the wood, boil, use the technique to remove the color, and finally spread it on the cloth, flatten it. Drying... This whole set is done, I don't feel much simpler than parchment."

"Yeah, although the hides are expensive, it is not too troublesome to process the simple hides." Satan, who used to make parchment as a sideline in his childhood, also agreed with Rhodes. "The hides are soaked first, then with alkaline water." Go to the oil, then cut off the hair and oil, and then polish it carefully... I worked in the workshop where the parchment was made when I was a child. Although it was very hard, it was really not complicated. By contrast, you said these Something... it’s too much trouble to make.”

“Is it too troublesome?” Yan Xiong had some doubts. “I think it is very simple.”

"Don't say anything else, it's very troublesome to smash wood." Satan said, "We can let the carpenter make the wood into small pieces, then soak the water, smash it - regardless of the magic, probably You can only do this. To make the wood soaked, you don't know how much time you need. Otherwise, how to remove small pieces of wood from the wood pulp is a big problem."

"Not only that, it also needs the help of the Master in the production process - I looked at the spell you designed, estimated the effect, to purify the wood pulp in a common cauldron into white, at least an intermediate The wizard comes to cast spells. If it is a low-level wizard, it is estimated that three or four spells will be applied in succession. Have you considered the cost of inviting the wizard to cast spells?"

Yan Xiong snorted and whispered: "We don't have a mage in the church."

"Yes, but when calculating the cost, it is calculated according to the employment magistrate." Satan did not give Yuxiong a chance to argue, and continued, "After the purification, the white wood pulp was obtained. Then the linen was tiled. On the wooden board, spread the wood pulp on the cloth, press it, dry it... This is very troublesome, because the heat is difficult to pass through the layers of wood, and may also require the Master to shoot."

"If you do all this and get a smooth soft paper that can make the feather pen work smoothly, then it is worth it. But the paper is either too soft to be written by a feather pen, or it is hard like a thin board. The same, what is the use of this?"

"I didn't invent the brush..."

"The kind of pen is too slow to write." Palin said, "It’s too much slower than a feather pen! And it has to lick ink every time you write a word or two. The ink consumption is too much and it is very inconvenient. ""

"I also improved the ink!"

“The portable ink block you made, I think is the only reliable invention.” Satan finally smiled. “A little improvement can make it a good commodity. At the very least, it is better than ordinary ink. It can be much cheaper and more convenient to store and transport."

Yan Xiong was frustrated by them. He was planning to go back and continue to experiment. He improved the four treasures of the Xiong version of the Wenfang, and the wolf who had been silent for a moment suddenly opened his mouth.

“These inventions are very good!” he said in a deep voice. “They really have the power to change the world and advance the world!”

Everyone looked at him doubtfully, and did not understand why he was so asserted.

Wo Wei did not explain in detail, just stood up and bowed to Yu Xiong: "Your Majesty, please give me the things about these things. I will try my best to improve the production process and process, and make everyone happy at an early date." Writing tools come!"

Yan Xiong looked at his eyes and saw the enthusiasm and embarrassment he had never seen before.

Since knowing Wo Wei, this once-famous master has become inactive. Even when it comes to the hatred of the Sun God Church, he has only deep sea resentment, but there is no arrogant atmosphere. The whole person looks dark and really like an old man.

Because of this, Xiong Xiong gave him a secret nickname for "sweeping the ground" in his heart. This nickname is of course to say that his martial arts is high-powered and powerful, and that he is too peaceful and lacks the spirit that the strong should have, like an old monk who is uncontested.

But now, Wo Wei’s eyes have completely changed, and the momentum has completely changed.

Although he still looks like an old man, his exuberant atmosphere and his enthusiasm for burning like a flame all prove his identity.

"Very good!" Yan Xiong smiled. "I am directed at your present eyes. I will delegate it to you!"

Wo Wei smiled and bowed his head: "I won't let you down!"

After the meeting, he took the sample and technical materials provided by Xiongxiong and returned to the Gelteng collar through the transmission array. He built a workshop in a remote mountainous area, recruited some experienced carpenters and workers, and asked Satan to ask two low-level wizards with good levels to start research.

In view of the fact that the improvement of papermaking may take a long time, he first tried to improve the ink block.

The work in this area went smoothly. It took only two or three days, and he made a strip of ink with a grassy fragrance. Because the glue and oil are fully blended, the hardness of the ink stick is much stronger than that of Yu Xiong's invention. When using it, it is necessary to use a file to gently remove the debris and then reconcile with water.

Wang Xiong, who has been paying attention to his experiments, saw the new ink piece he had completed. He stumbled and asked: "Is this...can you grind it on the ring to produce ink?"

"Picture? Ink? What is that?"

Xiong Xiong explained a little about the concepts of "ink", "downfall", "ink" and so on. Wowo was greatly inspired and made a downfall in just one day.

Sure enough, as the ancestors of Yan Xiong did, the cooperation of ink and downfall can completely replace the ink. Although it has the disadvantage of being slow to use, not fast and convenient, the advantages in terms of storage and transportation are enough to kill the ink.

This ink can be used not only to match the brush, but also to use the feather pen. And its price is much cheaper than ink, calculated according to the same amount of writing, only about one-fifth of the ink.

After completing the research on ink and ink, Wo Wei began to simplify the process and improve the quality. The key is to reduce the use of the Master and improve the entire process as much as possible for ordinary people to complete.

About half a month later, in the private estate of Orion, the lord of Gelteng, a workshop for making ink and a raft was built.

In this workshop, the wood is placed in a specially made kiln, which is slowly burned to obtain soot. The specially created magic props collect a large amount of pure soot, and the workers mix it with carefully crafted rubber, smashing and knocking. Made of a soft ink block. These ink blocks are then stripped in a mold and slowly dried in a magic drying room that has been built with a lot of money. After about ten days, the basically solidified ink stick was taken out, polished and neatly carved, engraved with the family logo of the Gelten family, indicating the origin and weight, and painted with a little color of brass powder, then dried to dry thoroughly. Through, and then wrapped in cloth, it is finished.

It can be sold from wood burning to finished products, and it takes about 30 days before and after the entire production process. If you calculate the cost, if you do not consider hardware investment, optical materials and labor, even if you sell according to the method of buying ink, the equivalent amount of writing is only one-tenth of the ink.

This interesting product has been widely welcomed as soon as it is put on the market. The nameless Gelteng collar has also gained fame and gained a lot of attention. Orion had to spend a lot of time fighting with the guys who wanted to reach out and share a piece of this exclusive sale, and actually turned over several greedy guys to keep the interest.

"I figured it out, relying on the business of ink and Taiwan, Geer Teng received a surplus of nearly 20,000 gold coins every year." At the year-end meeting, Orion said happily, "This is still in strict control of my requirements. The result of the output. If the production is further increased, it is expected that this number will eventually double!"

This huge number surprised everyone. I didn't expect a small piece of ink and stone to collapse, which could produce such huge profits.

"It's a pity that the cost of the magic drying room is too high." Orion sighed and said, "It took tens of thousands of gold coins! It will not be able to return to the next spring. This business is big, but the money is not Small!"

Yan Xiong smiled twice: "There is nothing to do with the money, and it is good to earn. Unfortunately, your teacher has not finished the improvement of papermaking. Otherwise, paper and ink will be sold together, which will definitely promote knowledge. Spread!"

After using the ink produced by Geereng, everyone has greatly admired the vision of Yuxiong, and he is more convinced of his judgment. Satan couldn't help but smile and said: "Paper and ink, by these two inventions, you are making a huge contribution to culture! Perhaps you directly seek cultural missions?"

"The priesthood of culture is occupied by the **** of literature and art." Yan Xiong said with a smile, "I don't intend to fight this with him."

"Right, a few days ago, the book collector (the **** of the classics) sent people to contact us, saying that they want to buy ink and block down in bulk, hoping to be cheaper." Orion remembered one thing, Say, "And the book collectors have personally lowered the gods, give me and the teacher a grace, and do you think we should accept it?"

The people did not feel surprised that the invention of Mo was great for the church of the gods of the classics. The **** of the classics did not reward Orion and Worth for this, but it was a strange thing!

"People are also kind, why bother to refuse?" Yan Xiong did not have a strict portal, and smiled and agreed.

A few days later, the Church of the Gods of the Classics held a small but grand ceremonial ceremonial in the Gurten collar. The oracle at the ceremonial priest called the "book collector" lowered the aura and led the lord of the genius. Miss Li An and her teacher, Mr. Frye (who's pseudonym), blessed and spoke for a moment.