Li Shimin hurriedly left.
He was puzzled.
He could not understand why Zhang Feng needed to smelt the firearms. However, he could guess that the materials used to smelt the Invincible Spear would be used.
However, why did he need iron?
Moreover, it was scrap iron?
After Li Shimin left, Zhang Feng instantly fell into deep thought.
Regarding this kind of smelting technique, especially the method of smelting steel, many different methods instantly appeared in Zhang Feng's mind. However, he rejected many of them.
Although there were many methods, many of the materials could not be realized in this era.
However, in the end, Zhang Feng thought of an indigenous method of smelting steel.
It seemed that it could really be done in this era for him. Zhang Feng could not help but hurriedly record down the process according to the things he remembered in his mind.
"Dean! Dean! Something has happened! Something big has happened! "
However, after an unknown period of time, Gao Kan's voice urgently sounded from outside the room. In an instant, Zhang Feng's brush trembled and the brush instantly pierced the paper.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng's expression changed. He angrily opened the door and asked, "What happened?"
"The paper mill... the paper mill is out, out! It's white, like snow! "
Gao Kan seemed very agitated.
He was so agitated that he could not even speak properly. His face had turned dark purple.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Feng was stunned and instantly became ecstatic.
"Go, go, go, let's go to the paper mill immediately!"
Zhang Feng did not care about anything else. He hurriedly passed Gao Kan and ran away.
When Zhang Feng ran away, the patrolling Wei Shuyu, Li Chengqian, and Du Gou could not help but stare at Zhang Feng.
When the Emperor went in and came out, they had all watched with their own eyes and did not dare to ask. They were even thinking about when to ask Fengzi about what the two of them had talked about.
But he didn't expect that this big black guy would send Feng Zi down the mountain in a hurry.
The three of them couldn't help but be shocked. They put down the work in their hands and hurriedly ran down the mountain. The old village chief, who was paying attention to Zhang Feng's door in the kitchen, saw this and angrily stomped his feet and roared, "Bad news, Feng Zi was tricked by bad people again. Quick, all of you, follow him and see!"
"You, Zhu Zi's father, carry me on your back. I'll go take a look too. Remember to copy your weapons!"
"Alright!"
When everyone heard this, they didn't dare to delay any longer. They hurriedly threw down the fragrant braised meat that was boiling in the pot and ran away with the porridge, leaving behind a group of women and children who were pointing at their backs and muttering.
"Oh, look at Feng Zi, this silly boy. If I were a man, I would tie his head to my leg. He is a good person, but isn't this too much? Serves him right for being sold off and still helping count the money! "
"Isn't that so? This silly kid, not only did he give away twenty thousand dans of grain for free, he even gave them money? What kind of logic is this? "
"Logically speaking, these ingrates are really too much. They have already eaten for so long, yet they still haven't left and are pestering us on the mountain."
"…"
Zhang Feng didn't know about these matters. If he knew, he would just chuckle.
With the women's vision, how could they see Zhang Feng's plan?
Just as everyone was discussing, Zhang Feng rode down Xiao Mountain on his mule and killed his way to the front of the papermaking workshop in the mountain valley.
At this time, even before he entered the papermaking workshop, he could see a field of white things that covered the entire flat ground in front of the papermaking workshop.
At the edge of the bamboo garden, someone had set up densely packed scaffolding. Pieces of paper swayed in the wind, showing off their unique profoundness.
At this time, everyone in the workshop had stopped working.
Everyone looked at the pieces of white paper as if they were treasures. Even if a worm was attracted by this unfamiliar white color, it would be chased and beaten to death by these fellows.
This was even more affectionate than their own sons.
Qian Wanli was like a local tycoon. He sat at the entrance of the courtyard with a broom in his hand like a general. Every time he passed by someone, he would sweep that person's body. He would only allow people to touch those papers after he had swept away all the fleas in that person's hair.
Who didn't know how precious paper was if they could make paper?
Not to mention this kind of thing that was more precious than rice paper.
Qian Wanli treasured it even more than his own life.
And at this time.
A mule's neighing instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Other than their dean, there was no one else who could ride a mule.
On this mountain, there was an unwritten rule that the dean did not know how to ride a horse. Therefore, the craftsmen made a large frame for him and placed it on a docile mule, just like Zhang Feng's armchair. Other than him, no one else was allowed to ride the mule. Why?
Because it was easy to recognize!
When they saw Zhang Feng coming.
Everyone hurriedly stood at the entrance of the papermaking workshop as if they were waiting for an inspection. They stared at Zhang Feng with red eyes.
Jumping off the mule, Zhang Feng didn't have time to chat with Qian Wanli and hurriedly wanted to see his treasure.
However, he was stopped by Qian Wanli.
"Wait, clean yourself first before you go in."
"…"
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