Rise of Rurik

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The first snow finally stopped, and the whole world changed.

Winter in Eastern Europe has officially arrived, and the residents of the Novgorod region who have been dormant for many days walk out of their mansions.

The cities of the Rus Principality, which were scattered in fragments, were covered with thick snow after the snowfall in the wide area, and the snow on the roofs was pushed down one after another.

With Lauririk's order, the residents of Novgorod City acted spontaneously for the first time. A large number of cone-shaped snowdrifts appeared within the fence, and some people were already making snowmen with great interest.

The winter here is shorter than that of the northern European home of the Rus, but the limited production capacity has forced the local Slavs to dare not run around in the snowy winter. When the snow was almost cleared, the residents were all staying at home for a de facto hibernation.

Are they going to lie dormant until the lakes and rivers freeze?

The real Varyags don't waste winter opportunities.

In Novo Roseburg on the banks of the Neva, the young and powerful of the first flag team are plundering leather in the forest and snow under the leadership of Arik. The hunter wears sunglasses and holds a crossbow. Many people don't even need to set up traps, their alert eyes can spot prey in the distance, and they can shoot with a crossbow. Their weapon-handling skills became more and more sophisticated, and the silent arrows killed a vigilant red squirrel.

They're even hunting polar bears that come into view, and the more ferocious steel-armed crossbows make bear hunting a breeze.

The "Northern Hunting" operation of the Duchy of Ross has already begun. This time, they have no high-level organization. However, due to the hunting logistics bases such as Elrond Castle, Fisk Fort, Murmansk, and Novorossberg, the hunting operation has become even crazier. .

Murmansk in particular, where Spuyut and his buddies began to run wild in sleds over the glacier, in an early attempt to plunder resources from this essentially seasonal settlement.

Every winter, any hunter who dares to brave the ice and snow and has enough logistical supplies can surely get a large amount of leather wealth. More than just leather, you can make a fortune if you get a lot of animal fat.

Because the territory of the Principality of Ross is very scattered, it is only nominally connected, but in fact all the settlements are very far away from each other, separated by vast seas and forests. With a tiny population facing a vast land, any hunter who is willing to hunt can make a fortune, and Rose continues to fortune by breaking new ground under the leadership of her heroic Duke.

The "hibernation" of the Slavs is a kind of helplessness. How can they find a job in the snow-covered world, except for hunting in the distance, they are also willing to work.

Rurik felt that he had taught his wives and concubines enough knowledge of geography that they must have a greater understanding of the world in which they lived, and they would seek more knowledge when their horizons were broadened.

They must learn new skills! Because they are not pampered people who don't eat fireworks, they are all doers.

On a clear and cold morning, the girls who had already felt it gathered together.

Rurik was dressed like a little polar bear, and so were their outfits.

The closed wooden windows were propped up, and Rurik allowed the cold wind to blow into the house, thereby stirring up the spirits of everyone.

"Can you guess what I meant for you to gather now?" Rurik asked deliberately.

The girls stared at Svetlana, and she spoke on behalf of everyone: "Continue to calculate the data on those wooden boards? Or, let's go to the distant farmland to survey and map the land."

"So, do you dare?"

Rurik spoke with a smile, and his playful attitude was equivalent to denying Lanna's guess.

"Surveying and mapping must be done, of course." He continued, "Doing this on a snowy day is a kind of courting death. This is a job that requires a lot of physical labor. If you are exhausted, you are bound to get seriously ill.

That's too dangerous. "

"Then it's about the bark? What are you finally going to do? That's called..." Lanna pinched her chin. "Is it called cork?"

She is indeed smart. Although she has been busy with data reconciliation, she is really thoughtful and staring at a large pile of birch bark that her elder brother Medved took with his brothers.

Rurik had only mentioned it a few times that he was planning to make paper, and because the measurement of acres was above all else, he never thought that Lanna had been staring at it.

He quickly clapped his hands, "That's it. Lanna, you are very smart. You actually connected the bark and the cork board. Shouldn't they be unrelated to each other?"

"How come there is no contact?" Svetlana said with a smile: "I have found that when you have a new resolution, you will implement some new work in advance. I know birch bark, and the peeled bark can Dip it in ink and write. It's really soft, but it's also brittle."

Listening, Rurik's eyes widened in surprise: "Oh? You actually thought of this."

"Have I guessed right?"

"Yes! You guessed right, but not all. Basically you guessed right."

After all, she is the wife, and Svitalana is the head of the female family. She is indeed a smart woman, but this epiphany of bark comes from her life in this land. She is a native of Baishu Manor, and she is different from the ten sisters who are maids. She can do nothing. The life of labor, when I was young, I could run around in the woods, and I just had a unique understanding of birch bark.

But her understanding ended here. Adults don’t need bark if they want wood. Birch has no odor of fir and pine, and its sap is slightly sweet, so Svetlana is willing to peel off the fresh bark when she was young. Take a lick, after all, it is difficult for people in this era to touch sweet tastes at a low cost.

The fresh bark can be spread out into a flat surface, and its inner wall is yellow-white, but after dehydration and drying, it begins to turn yellow and becomes very brittle.

She had no idea what her man meant by the so-called "cork board", and from what she knew about Rurik, she guessed that it was a further processing of the bark. After all, the Principality of Ross has done too many similar things, and she is no stranger to it.

Rurik began to point it out: "She's right, we're going to make a writing material as soft as cloth, which is taken from a tree as soft as cloth, and I call it cork. Its main material is bark, In my opinion the best bark to use is birch bark. The time is finally right! I had the bark stripped and hoarded for a while, and they should all be dehydrated and dry. It's time to further process them."

The girls held their heads up, especially the ten maids, who were experts in soap making and who understood Rurik's descriptions best.

Another example is Noren, Carlotta and other girls, they just don't know much.

And then to Queen Mary with a big belly, she was listening to the bible throughout the whole scene.

Break an object into small things, and then work it into a new whole, and this becomes something new!

"It's like smashing the ore and throwing it into the furnace, and finally pouring the hot thing into the mold to make a shovel for digging the soil. It's like smashing crystal river sand or a whole piece of crystal into powder, throwing it into the furnace and being smashed into powder. Burned into viscous and hot things, blown into transparent bottles, crystal plates for your meals. If you don't understand enough, think of the bread and bread you eat! Wheat grains are milled and milled into powder, The water forms a ball, and after it is baked, it is your meal. The wheat is still wheat, but it has completely changed its form..."

Rurik made a few enumerations, and the savvy wives and concubines already understood.

Although Svetlana has not been taught by Rurik personally about the composition of life, she has not yet had a clear understanding of the fact that animals and plants have tiny cells, but she already understands what Rurik wants to do.

The bark will be crushed into powder, after which a reshape is completed. Although they don't know the specific principle, they have tried their best to figure out the shape of the so-called cloth-like "cork board".

Rurik felt that they had reached an agreement with him on the theoretical side, and that he would not be surprised when the paper was born.

He began to describe the process of making paper from start to finish in public, although he was doing it manually for the first time, but fortunately there was no problem in theory. The "instructions" for papermaking are in Rurik's mind, and he can do it himself with his wives and concubines. Even if there may be some detours, the papermaking operation with writing as the ultimate goal will definitely produce a good result.

The action has begun!

The door to the warehouse house was opened, and the scent of birch came in!

There was a strange sweet taste in the air, and there was also a faint sour taste.

It was the stripped bark of 500 birch trees. The house was so full that there was no need to think about keeping warm. The temperature in the house was always below freezing, and it happened to be freeze-dried to a certain extent. As a result, the bark is dehydrated and dried.

They were indeed dry, and Rurik squatted down and examined the bark by the light that shone through the open wooden door. They're dry, and they're not really papery to the touch.

"Yes, come on girls, carry some of the bark to the outdoors, let's cook them for three days and three nights, and boil the bark white like flax!"

After the order was given, his wife and concubine began to work.

On the other hand, Medved was ordered to rush a group of young and powerful men to work for Rurik.

Lord Rurik is indeed fair and just! The adults promised to pay each worker in silver coins, and they did manage a meal every day during the labor period. This kind of good thing is earned.

The pottery urn, which was originally boiled flax, was standing outdoors. The clean snow that the pitcher could get was thrown into it, and flames began to emerge from the bottom of the urn, and the whole urn began to be heated.

As many as four large pottery urns were boiling water, and the half-human-high urn finally began to boil after a long period of time.

At the same time Rurik had personally dragged the sleigh with his wife and concubine, and piled a batch of dry bark on the snow beside the urn.

"Lord. Look, all the urns are boiling. You...you have to boil the bark right now." Medvedt was puzzled, he reported it truthfully, and he also wanted to see what kind of feat the lord could do.

"Okay, let the brothers throw the bark in. Be careful, don't let the flames hurt the flesh."

"Good Le!"

The snow beside the urn had already been melted by the heat of the flames, revealing the blackened ground below. The bark was thrown like a pottery urn by the strong man, and began to boil for three days and three nights.

"Does it really take three days to cook?" Medvet asked Rurik, who was onlookers, in a puzzled way.

"certainly."

"Is it really necessary? Even if it is boiled meat, any meat that has been boiled for three days will become dregs. These urns are boiled flax rods and stripped twine, and we boil them for half a day at most..."

"Are you worried we'll boil the bark into powder?" Rurik asked deliberately.

Medved's face was skeptical, but he didn't dare to question it outright, so he had to beat the drum: "Sir, I'm just worried that if we don't do well, it will ruin your big business."

"It's okay. My purpose is to have the bark boiled into dross. If you can do this, I'll pay you more. Don't worry, boil it hard for me, the bark can't be boiled into powder in my opinion. ."

"what?"

"Listen to my orders carefully!" Rurik added in his voice: "For three days, I want these four pottery urns to be heated by fire. Put in new snow. On the fourth day, I'll be standing here personally and ordering you to put out the fire."

"As ordered, I will strictly implement my decision."

Rurik was well aware of one of the steps in papermaking, which is to boil the raw material, non-fibrous things, through a long boil.

After all, the technology of papermaking comes from the by-product of the silk reeling process in the silk textile industry, so the word "paper" is directly related to "silk". Of course, plant fibers can do the same thing. The stalks of flax and ramie have a variety of impurities. All people need is its fibers and regular weaving.

As far as the structure of matter is concerned, the difference between cloth and paper is probably only in the arrangement of cellulose. Cloth is extremely regular, while paper is completely reversed.

When boiled flax rods, the pigments, gums, fats and other impurities can be boiled and dissolved into turbid water. The linen after this process can be peeled off into silk threads for textile processing, and it can be woven into plain white linen.

And white linen is indeed produced by every farm in Novgorod, but everyone has a love for beauty. When a farm takes the lead in adopting the technology of dyeing and hemp blending, people all turn to weaving stripes.

There are still white cloths, and Rurik quickly customized some in Novgorod.

The local Slavic women are ingenious, almost every family has a loom, that is, the tool that is too ancient is operated by people, and the speed of weaving is too low.

The locals don’t need to weave, because the production of flax is limited, and the peasant women don’t bother to make new fabrics when they have enough fabrics for themselves.

Just like buying idle female labor in Rosburg's hometown in exchange for the cloth they weave, paying with real money, Rurik did the same in Novgorod.

He ordered a special kind of cloth, or gauze at all.

Each employed woman is required to spin a piece of gauze with a length and a width of one stika, and the threads are only as wide as one silk thread apart. They are all experts in weaving, and in terms of weaving and dyeing, they are much better than Russ women.

While the pottery urn over there was frantically boiling the bark, the gauze requested by Rurik was quickly completed with the great and dedicated labor of the women. After all, it is gauze, and it doesn't take a lot of time if it is not woven tightly and airtight.

The water in the pottery urn is still boiling, and Rurik has hired a local carpenter to make enough wooden frames.

The wooden frame is spliced ​​together in a tenon-and-mortise structure, and the size of the inner frame is also very particular, which is 0.4 stika in length and 0.3 stika in width. The overall size is for the production of A3-sized paper.

The fresh gauze is cut, and the gauze is fastened by the small wooden frame of the outer Guo.

The sieves were thus completed, and as many as fifty sets were made, for which Rurik paid up to half a pound of silver. Rurik felt that such a sacrifice was worth it, the Ottos felt that their son was a kind of extravagance, and the old Rigus and his manor family saw the generosity of Prince Ross.

In fact, Rurik had no good solution. After the bark was processed, there would be pure fibers left. The fibers were then smashed and ground into powder, and finally attached to the sieve and covered with a dense layer. This layer of fibers was pressed by a wooden board, squeezing out most of the water, and the entire screen was placed in a dark room with a temperature higher than freezing point to dry in the shade. Rurik has already started the follow-up work according to his own ideas...

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