Rise of Rurik

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The work of continuously boiling the bark made the workers feel bored. They were all discussing what the prince wanted to do, but they were arguing with the useless bark.

The workers have poured out a large amount of hot and turbid water, and now the four pottery urns are full of boiling water.

Medvedt also used a long wooden pole to provoke the big man and turned the bark up to find out.

They have been boiled to a slack, like birch leaves that have been soaked in water for a long time. Do not! The bark has indeed been soaked for so long that they become so brittle that they can be easily powdered by hand.

Wait a minute, is this what the prince wants?

A lot of preparations for papermaking have been completed in the past few days. Medvedt is neither deaf nor blind. He saw that a group of carpenters suddenly found a winter job, and actually stopped the task of waiting for the king. What he's concerned with is not how much these people get paid, but what they're tinkering with.

Women who had weaving and woodworkers jointly made a batch of sieves. As Medvedt knew, the first thing that came to his mind was what he saw at the New Roseburg Mill.

Arik's second daughter-in-law spent money to build a mill, and the grains of wheat were crushed into powder, and then these sieves were further sifted into subdivisions, so as to produce delicacies that only the bigwigs had the right to enjoy.

This tool is not a rarity at all in Novgorod, it is used to sift fine clay powders, which can be used to fire the best pottery.

"Either he is drying flour, or he wants to make pottery. His wives and concubines are all trained to be skilled craftsmen, and the women from White Tree Manor are very dexterous..."

After thinking about it, he could never imagine that it was related to papermaking or the production of so-called "cork board".

The agreed three-day period has come. This is the morning of the fourth day. Rurik, who is wearing large wooden-framed sunglasses, dressed up like a little polar bear. He brought a group of wives and concubines in similar costumes to inspect the goods.

Prince Rurik, he actually has a pair of huge dark eyes, and half of his entire face is actually eyes? !

The workers were startled, and they all cast curious glances, watching the group of people take off their eye protection tools to reveal their true colors.

Sunglasses are just for the snowy winter life. This kind of equipment has been turned into a project for foreign money-making in the Principality of Ross, just don't expect it to make a lot of money. However, men with a little money will buy it, so that in winter hunting, fishing, logging and other operations, they will not be blinded by the harsh sunlight reflected by the snow.

"Is everything done?" Rurik asked eagerly.

Medved ordered his curious men to step back, then punched his chest and saluted: "I promise with honor that I have completed the task you assigned very well."

"I'll judge your actions after seeing the results. Stop boiling and pour out all the water, no matter what the bark looks like, pour it all out."

"As ordered."

Now the four pottery urns are too hot, the sackcloth wipes off the carbon black wrapped on the outside, and sticks the dough cakes on it, and the cakes will be scalded in a short time.

The flames were extinguished, the boiling water was scooped out, and when the pottery urns had cooled enough, they were pushed down by the crowd on the snowdrift "buffer" made by the assault. The work that followed was similar to digging out ashes, except that what came out was yellow and white and seemed to be mixed with some brown substances.

Medwait explained cautiously: "My lord, you should be able to guess that if you boil one, the meat will be boiled into a pulp, and the bones will be boiled into pieces. The bark was originally fragile, and now it seems to be scum. . Unless all you need is scum."

It was hard to hide the joy of seeing these so-called bark Rurik after not seeing each other for a few days. He saw with his own eyes these steaming things, piled up together without the bark at all.

Most of them still maintain the basic shape of the sheet, but the boundaries of the shape are very blurred.

Rurik simply pulled out his dagger and stabbed it, and a special feeling spread from his fingers all the way to his head.

"Ah this! It's like the toilet is blocked by a lot of toilet paper mixed with bamboo and wood,

It's just a bunch of stuff of this color! "

Speaking of pure white toilet paper, Rurik's memory is not much, and the yellow-brown toilet paper seems to contain the power of nature, and has quietly become the mainstream. From a utilitarian point of view, the pulp of various plants is often yellowish-brown. It can be processed and used, but to decolorize it into white, only for disposable toilet paper, this biochemical decolorization step can be omitted.

Normal writing paper is naturally pure white, and it is best to make pure white paper. I am afraid that I lack the ability to make pure white paper. Traditional decolorization and degreasing methods such as boiling water can only be done as well as possible.

Rurik could conclude that the bark only seemed to retain its shape, and the fibers inside were almost always in a state of severance.

Maybe it would be more ideal to boil it for a few more days. Looking at the overturned pottery urn, he was not equal. Seems unbroken? Then help it turn into powder.

"Very well, you are doing well."

Rurik took the sword and praised Medved's work, and said, "I will pay you today as agreed." He increased his voice, and the purpose was to let the workers present and the number of people who had reached a certain number. Hundreds of onlookers heard it.

"I still want to continue to hire you. I need strong Slavic warriors. In my opinion, you can all. Come on, accept my new arrangement."

When the bark began to move, Rurik further learned that they had become paper in a sense.

The public stone mortar used for pounding oats in the White Tree Manor was requisitioned by Rurik, and the moist and soft bark that had been boiled for three days and three nights was thrown into it. Powder, these barks will also become powder.

White Tree Manor has never been in contact with rotating stone grinding discs and rolling stone mills in the past life, since the stone materials have to be transported from a distance, and secondly, the mechanical structure of the grain processing equipment is very complicated, and people who have not obtained advanced knowledge They are difficult to do independently.

The slightly shaped bark was eventually smashed into powder, and in the process further dehydrated, and finally became something that Rurik held in his hands that could stick to each other. They are not sticky at all and absorb water efficiently on their own.

If there is anything to describe them, it is probably the toilet paper that has been soaked and then dehydrated and shredded.

These rough and sticky things, put into the water is the pulp.

The next job Slavic strong men can take revenge and exit happily, and then it is time for the duke and his wives and concubines.

The melted snow was filtered a little, and then poured into five large wooden troughs that were originally dyed with twine.

Of course, White Tree Manor has such a large wooden equipment that can store water to meet its own needs, so Rurik doesn't have to think about making a trough for the pulp himself, and a batch of wooden troughs with excellent use can be provided locally.

In a large wooden house stood Rurik's wives and concubines. The idle people and others avoided them. In front of the curious wives and concubines, Rurik pointed to the wooden trough that had turned into five turbid waters: "The tree The skins are turned into small things, and they will be attached to the screen we made. When a layer of paste is applied, we will take out the screen, push the water with wooden boards, and put the screen in the corner of the wall. You have worked hard for many days and paid a sum of money for this, and it is up to you whether you succeed or not!"

The girls held their breaths, as if they were indeed the ones making or breaking.

Rurik finally clapped his hands: "Let's start!"

Papermaking has entered the post-late stage, and it is also the most critical step. Fortunately, everything is under Rurik's control.

Of course, there is a certain amount of luck in it. If he only gets pure fiber, the paper he makes can be a very good toilet paper, but it is not suitable for writing. Birch bark also contains a lot of lignin, but after being boiled for three days and three nights and then pounded into powder, the long structure of lignin has not been completely destroyed.

The suspended fibers begin to adhere to the screen, and the board immediately presses off the surface moisture, and the entire screen begins to dry in the shade.

In the end, this room was decorated, and as many as fifteen oil lamps were placed on the walls. The mixture of seal and whale oil burns slowly. Although the flames are weak, the temperature of the whole house is maintained at about 3 ℃.

Rurik and his wives and concubines are working in cold water, which is inappropriate but also helpless.

After a lot of hard work, the pulp is still not used up, but all the screens have begun to dry in the shade, and the entire house is also full of screens that stand up.

They start to rest, drink some hot honey chrysanthemum water to warm themselves up and wait for a perfect result.

They didn't wait too long.

When the sheets start to dry in the shade, they are already sheets, the moisture dissipates freely, and the sheets remain stuck to the screen.

They did it one morning and came to inspect the goods just after sunset.

The long-burning oil lamps made the whole room not cold, those gauze nets were still standing neatly, and the remaining pulp in the five wooden troughs was still in a suspended state.

Rurik simply took off the paper himself, thanks to the lignin in it. The rougher paper gave Rurik the feel of kraft paper. cattle) coat color of calves.

The paper is easy to peel off, and its texture is hard, but it doesn't break after bending.

It is said that a piece of paper can't be folded eight times, so he couldn't challenge the limit this time, and folded it four times to verify that it has no signs of breaking. Isn't this a great success?

Unknown wives and concubines watched their men play with the so-called cork boards, and they whispered and whispered.

When they saw Rurik's arrogant smile, they were sure that they had succeeded.

Svetlana asked sweetly, "Are we successful now?"

"Successful! Completely successful. Come on, all of you!" Rurik roared in excitement, raising his right fist as if to call for thousands of troops to charge. "Take all the... cork boards. Oh no, maybe I'll have to give it a simpler name now, decide, just call it paper."

In Europe or the world of old Rome and old Greece, the word for paper is probably pronounced "paper". It is papyrus, very similar in structure to oriental paper.

This word is originally the Phoenician language word "papyros". The Phoenician city Byblos monopolized the Mediterranean papyrus trade, and the papyrus also made the city's name. The city-state imported papyrus from Egypt and exported it to Greece. The Aegean world and the Levant were prosperous by amassing great wealth.

The word "paper" has a deep doorway, at least its syllables are short enough to be pronounced catchy, unlike the previous "cork board", which is actually a patchwork of three words.

Rurik succeeded in making birch bark paper, and his intuition told him that it could be used for writing right away.

All the papers were peeled off, and the size of the fifty sheets was exactly the same because of the standard screen, which was the inevitable roughness of the edges.

The paper can be cut twice and cut in two by a knife, making it a good paper for writing on both sides.

All the papers were gathered in Rurik's hands, and this heavy weight was extremely gratifying, as if holding an equal weight of gold.

Since there is still pulp for fertility, let's go after things before they can get any more gratifying!

The era has entered here. At the end of AD 834, a new papermaking technique from the far east, which is different from the papyrus technology, was born in the forests of Northeast Europe!

Since Eastern Rome lost control of Egypt, the supply of papyrus has collapsed, causing some of the empire to pick up expensive parchment as writing material.

Rurik knew the importance of paper to a civilization. It is the carrier of information, and it can transmit anyone's thoughts to distant places, and even to people thousands of years later.

Of course, Rurik needed paper very urgently. For the first time after the Principality of Rus was born, it was necessary to calculate the massive data, to map the total amount of farmland in the entire area around Ilmen Lake, and the preliminary population of Novgorod and surrounding farms. The census is really a huge national project.

He ordered his wives and concubines to use all the remaining pulp overnight, and he himself took up a quill pen, dipped in the traditional ink from his home in Roseburg, and scribbled on the paper.

He's not graffiti either, after all paper is very precious. He draws some solid geometric patterns, what is called a tetrahedron, what is called a cube, and more complex drawings.

As it turns out, for writing alone, these rough papers really have a vellum texture, if not a little rougher. Fortunately, the so-called pen is actually the flight feathers of wild ducks or chickens. It was widely used to make arrow feathers, and now it is suitable for writing. There is no need to worry about wearing out the nib. This kind of quill is also a consumable in essence. In order to collect statistics on a large amount of data, Rurik has already prepared a batch of feathers for spare, so there is no need to worry about running out. The chicken can also be stewed in soup.

The ink made by traditional craftsmanship contains a certain amount of oil, and it is true that writing on this kind of paper will not form a large piece.

Excitement swept Rurik's body, and when the girls dragged their tired bodies to tell him that things were done, he let everyone go to sleep, only he had to continue to be alone in the room in front of an ever-bright oil lamp .

Because Rurik was already drawing a map, that is, re-engraving on paper the map of Europe that had been smeared on a patchwork of wooden boards.

Four pieces of paper were put together into one sheet, and Rurik was drawing the outline of Europe based on his own memory. It can be said that he understood the structure of this vast world better than any scholar in this time and space. It wasn't enough to have an outline, he wanted to add further details. The approximate directions of the mountains and rivers are marked, and the cities and small settlements of the Principality of Ross must be marked precisely!

This also includes other foreign cities that the public does not know about.

This map of Europe can be continuously refined and revised. The map is drawn on paper without any mounting, but the information of the map itself is better than gold. This map is the best guide for the so-called dream of a monarch to lay down a large territory and build a prosperous new world.

It is Rose's treasure, and it can only be Rose's treasure!

Moreover, it is small in size and very easy to place. As long as you pay attention to dry storage, it can be stored for a thousand years.

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