The Reborn Lady is Farming

   Mu Yangling couldn't help laughing when he heard it. Half of the children in the kindergarten came without names, and half of them had heavy names, so after they started to read, they began to name themselves.

  Lin Ke is also the same. He used to be called Sanzhu, but in the nursery, the Sanzhu can line up around the nursery. Because he chose the craft of printing, he had to often engrave fonts to get this name.

  Lin Ke was sitting cross-legged on the ground, looking worriedly at the typeface he carved. In fact, he tried three kinds of wood, but all of them were unsuccessful, so he had to look for Master Bowen.

  Lin Ke was still worried about whether Master Bowen would agree to help him get the materials, when he heard a soft female voice ask, "Are you Lin Ke?"

  Lin Ke looked up and saw Mu Yangling standing not far from him, he immediately got up and nodded awkwardly, "Girl, I, I am Lin Ke."

   Mu Yangling looked at the wooden font on the ground, "Is this what you carved?"

  Lin Ke scratched his head embarrassedly, "Yes, but once the layout is good, it will be ruined."

   Mu Yangling picked up a font and pinched it. These pieces of wood were carved from pieces of wood used to make furniture, and their temperature bearing capacity would indeed be relatively low.

Mu Yangling didn't know what kind of wood the movable type used in movable type printing was carved from, but she had heard of tin movable type, but the most famous one was clay movable type. After thinking about it, Mu Yangling said: "I will Ask someone to prepare more temperature-resistant wood for you, and you bring a few classmates to test it together, but don't talk about it, just finish it as your usual homework."

   The only person who can realize the impact of movable type printing is Bo Wen and her, and there is only one Mr. Liu in the kindergarten.

  Lin Ke was very excited and nodded again and again: "Don't worry, girl, I will definitely try my best to verify that this printing method is useful."

   Mu Yangling naturally believed that she asked people to buy temperature-resistant wood overnight.

   Xiuhong was speechless, "Is this really possible?"

   Mu Yangling turned his head and said, "Even if it doesn't work, this possibility is worth our test. Xiuhong, you should read more books. You ask Bowen, why is he willing to support Lin Ke without a guarantee?"

   Xiuhong turned to look at Bo Wen.

Bo Wen raised his head and said, "Because the spread of culture represents the advancement of technology, Cousin Xiuhong, when there was the invention of paper, many things in the world could be recorded. One can afford to read books, and engraving and printing came only after the imperial examinations. If Lin Ke’s method could be used, if nothing else, the price of books would be much cheaper. There are more people in the world who are educated and read, and the national strength will naturally be went up."

   Mu Yangling said with a smile: "How can it be so exaggerated? But the spread of culture will indeed be strengthened a lot."

   Mu Yangling went back and opened the history books about Sejong, and found that there was really no mention of movable type printing, did he forget?

   Mu Yangling couldn't find the reason, so she couldn't think about it, she had already found a gift for Qi Xiuyuan's wedding.

She didn't plan to hide movable type printing alone, and she couldn't hide it. Except for the bookstore, I'm afraid no one would come to **** it. It's not that Bi Sheng invented movable type printing and was not taken seriously by the upper management. , which led to the loss of the method of making clay typefaces of movable type printing, and only the method of movable type printing has been passed down?

   Although this is not the Northern Song Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty is similar to the Song Dynasty, and maybe the upper floors here are the same as those in the Northern Song Dynasty.

  Two days later, through experiments, Lin Ke finally found two suitable woods. After casting, the printed characters are still somewhat unsatisfactory, but it is much better than the previous situation where they could not even print.

   Mu Yangling nodded slightly and said, "Try the cement, it should be much better than wood."

   "Clay?" Confusion flashed in Lin Ke's eyes, "Isn't that for pottery?"

"Yes, the movable type made of wood has some limitations, and it will be broken after a few editions. Pottery does not have the grain on the wood. As long as it is well cast, the service life of the type mold should be ten times or even higher than that of the wood. ."

  Lin Ke was eager to try, "But girl, I don't know how to burn pottery."

   "You can apply for the pottery-burning class again, or you can ask your classmates to help you." Mu Yangling looked at Lin Ke in admiration and said, "You are only twelve years old this year, and you still have a lot of time to study this."

  Lin Ke's eyes sparkled, and then he became worried, "Will anyone use this printing method?"

   "As long as you do it well, someone will definitely use it, and your name will even stay in the history books in the future."

  Lin Ke's eyes shone brightly, and he said firmly on his little face: "Girl, don't worry, I will definitely work hard."

"I want to send this printing technique to General Qi, and he will promote it. I don't know if you are willing. Of course, if this printing technique yields benefits and entrusted to me, I will hand it over to you. "

  Lin Ke's face flushed, and he shook his head again and again: "Girl, this, this is originally from you and the nursery, this, anyone can learn."

   Mu Yangling smiled slightly, "I know anyone can learn it, but since you invented it, you should be rewarded."

   "It's good for the girl to call the shots, I, I listen to the girl."

   Mu Yangling took away the font of the second chapter of the Analects of Confucius.

  With this, Mu Yangling packed a red envelope of 100 taels and went to attend Qi Xiuyuan's wedding banquet. Mu Yangling attached great importance to this thing, so when he handed it over to Butler Zhu, he also stated that he must let Qi Xiuyuan see it.

   Butler Zhu was so dizzy that day that he forgot about it, even though he didn't forget that he would not use this to harass the master on the wedding night, but the next day, when Qi Xiuyuan led Li Jinghua to meet the servants of the whole family, butler Zhu remembered.

   But Qi Xiuyuan was newly married to Yan'er. He only played chess and chatted with his little wife, and did not go to the study to handle political affairs. Butler Zhu didn't know what important things were in the box, so he hesitated for a while.

  Qi Xiu wished the housekeeper would not go, so he asked with a smile, "Why are you still staying here? Do you think I gave less red envelopes?"

   Butler Zhu said: "The slave really wants to ask for another red envelope, but I don't know if the master is willing to give up."

  Qi Xiuyuan threw a red envelope to him and scolded him with a smile: "Okay, you're doing this in front of your mistress, tell me, what's the matter?"

"Master Hui, it's not a big deal, it's just that when Miss Mu came yesterday, in addition to the gift money, she also gave a small box, saying it was a wedding gift specially for you, and also asked the little one to let you see it. I don't know what's inside, and I don't know if it will delay Miss Mu." Butler Zhu knew that the eldest son valued this future fourth young mistress very much.

   "Oh?" Qi Xiuyuan sat up straight and asked, "Where's the box?"

   "The minions are put away by themselves, and the little ones will show them to you?"

   "Go to the study room, I happen to have some business to deal with." Qi Xiuyuan turned his head and said to his wife, softly instructing: "Go back to the room to rest, and come to accompany you when I finish the business."