Cui Yu could not have asked for more.
Only those of the same generation or elders who had a good relationship with him could call him by his courtesy name.
Jiang Pengji's question was a hint of intimacy.
If it had been another woman, Cui Yu might have misunderstood, but since it was Jiang Pengji, he dared not.
There was no other reason — he did not realize that the other party was a woman, and even subconsciously ignored her.
When he faced Jiang Pengji, he always had the illusion that he was facing the Emperor.
The prestige of the Tian family, perhaps it's nothing more than this.
Before he realized it, the back of his shirt was already soaked with sweat.
"A straightforward person doesn't resort to insinuations. Since all of you think so highly of me, I naturally can't be stingy." Jiang Pengji accepted Mrs. Cui's pledge of allegiance without any psychological pressure. Next, it was time to let Mrs. Cui see her determination. "Have you heard of the bamboo paper in Hejian County?"
Cui Yu's heart suddenly trembled. He was so shocked that his eyes went round and his tongue went numb. He almost forgot how to speak.
Hejian bamboo paper?
How could he not have heard of it?
The Cui Clan made their fortune through business. Although they already had some reputation and heritage, they were still merchants in the end and were not taken seriously by others.
The more it was like this, the more the Cui Clan wanted to ascend to a higher level.
Things like bamboo paper could only be touched by noble families.
It wasn't that the Cui family didn't have the money to buy it, but they didn't even have the qualification to order it.
He was anxious, and a bold idea circled in his mind.
Could it be that Liu Xi was going to give up the profits from the bamboo paper?
Even if it was just a piece of the cake, it was enough for Cui's to digest.
However, this thought did not exist for long before Cui Yu forcefully suppressed it.
Based on the intuition of a merchant, the woman in front of him could not be underestimated, nor could she be judged by the secular standards.
For some people, the more you wanted something from them, the more they wouldn't give it to you.
On the contrary, there might be a windfall.
Cui Yu said, "The Hejian Bamboo Paper is a treasure sought after by all the famous people in the world. I have naturally heard of it."
Jiang Pengji said, "My mother has been intelligent and quick-witted since she was young. The bamboo paper was created based on Cai Hou's paper. Unfortunately, due to the limitations of the materials, they were unable to mass-produce them. His mother often said that bamboo paper wasn't something that only one family had. It's just that she's afraid that someone will use it to create trouble, so she's been hiding the craftsmanship of bamboo paper. It's not that she's selfish and doesn't want to teach it to others. "
Cui Yu had no way of verifying whether Gu Min had said those things, so he just let Gu Min say whatever she wanted.
Cui Yu's heart skipped a beat, almost skipping a beat.
He nervously swallowed his saliva. It was clear that he was already cheering in his heart, but on the surface, he had to maintain his composure.
The implication of Jiang Pengji's words was very clear. She was satisfied with Cui's performance this time, so she allowed Cui to have a share of the big cake of bamboo paper!
Jiang Pengji continued, "This is my mother's unfulfilled wish. As her daughter, I naturally have to inherit it. However, just like what his mother had been worried about, the biggest problem in mass production of bamboo paper was the raw materials. If we don't have enough raw materials, mass production will be useless. "
Hearing this, Cui Yu's heart sank to the bottom again.
Great joy was followed by great sorrow. It was too exciting.
Without waiting for Cui Yu to speak, Jiang Pengji sighed. "In order to fulfill my mother's dying wish, I personally went to investigate and experiment. I really found something that could perfectly replace the bamboo paper. He had started experimenting a few years ago, and the papermaking technology had already matured. As long as there are no problems with the raw materials, mass production will no longer be difficult. I don't say that everyone in the world can afford to use paper, but at least middle-class families won't have to continue using heavy bamboo slips. "
If Cui Yu's mood could be drawn into a picture, it would probably be like a roller coaster.
The ups and downs could cause a heart attack.
Jiang Pengji asked someone to bring a stack of cut rice paper. Cui Yu's eyes were glued to it.
He had been modest before, but Cui's were rich. If they spent a high price and used their connections, they could always buy some from irregular channels.
As the head of the Cui's, he had naturally used bamboo paper before.
Just by looking at it, he knew that the improved bamboo paper that Jiang Pengji mentioned was not inferior to the quality of the top bamboo paper.
If he could really get a share, would the Cui's just take a step forward?
It was obviously a big step that would burst his crotch!
"Maybe Zhonghuan doesn't know, but I want to rebuild the Jinling Pavilion. Although I dare not compare with the Jinling Pavilion of the previous dynasty, it's not much worse. I plan to use this paper to bind all the books in the Jinling Pavilion. At that time, I will need a huge amount of paper. I dare not easily entrust this matter to someone who is not my confidant. "Jiang Pengji said," I wonder if Zhonghuan is willing to lend me a hand? "
She said so much, but the last sentence was far more attractive to Cui Yu.
He could not wait to nod his head and immediately answer loudly, "Yes, yes, yes!"
A thousand times, a hundred times, he was willing!
However, he had to be reserved.
Thus, Cui Yu forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart and said reservedly, "It's my wish, but I dare not ask."
Jiang Pengji's face was full of smiles. The livestream audience was stunned.
Wutong King: "What's this? Please translate! "
Luocheng Yimo: "It's just that I dare not ask for it. This is my wish."
Shun Feng Express: "I only care about one thing. The streamer won't hand over the papermaking technique so easily, will she?"
Jiang Pengji accidentally saw the bullet screen and could not help but laugh in her heart.
Why would she do such a stupid thing?
She clearly knew that Cui was a businessman. Why would she reveal her trump card at such a time?
She agreed to let Cui's participate in the papermaking process, but she did not say that she would hand over the core technique. She would only use their manpower.
When the rice paper was mass-produced and the paper's price came down from the altar, she would not mind handing over the technique to Cui's.
Now?
The rice paper was the carrot that she had hooked. It was specially used to lure Cui's, the greedy donkey, so that it would stare at the "carrot" to quench its thirst.
Even so, Jiang Pengji's conditions were far beyond Cui's expectations. They were deeply grateful.
Sometimes, when you give too much, people may not remember your good deeds.
Only when you give them little by little, will they know how precious the things they have in their hands are.
Half a month passed like that. The city was still under martial law. The heavily guarded soldiers did not retreat. The few families that were under house arrest could not even hold a funeral.
Many of the young gentry felt their buttocks burning. They could not sit still anymore!
At this moment, two pieces of news bombarded the circle of friends of the gentry in Chongzhou.
To be precise, the second piece of news was too important.
In comparison, the first piece of news was insignificant.
The first piece of news was that the Cui's of Chongzhou, whom they had previously looked down on, had boarded Liu Xi's ship. They had completely chosen to stand on her side.
They did not care whether the Cui's stood on their side or not.
In many people's eyes, they were just toads that were vainly trying to become one of the top aristocratic families in Chongzhou.
The second piece of news was that the Cui's, who had chosen to stand on their side, handed over a proof of allegiance and obtained the right to sell the bamboo paper and rice paper from Liu Xi. What was even more shocking was that after five years of cooperation between the two parties, the Cui's could still obtain the production technique of the two types of paper from Jiang Pengji!
Knowing the contents of the proof of allegiance that the Cui's handed over, the gentry clans beat their chests and stamped their feet.
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