In front of the barbecue stall at the entrance of the food factory.
Zhang Feng drank one can of bamboo beer after another. He wanted to get drunk, but he didn't know what was wrong with the beer today. He just couldn't get drunk.
In this foreign land, Zhang Feng suddenly felt the taste of home.
That's right.
It was the taste of home.
Ever since he went to university, he had never heard his mother's nagging, his father's scolding, or his grandfather's concern.
At this time, when he looked back, it turned out that the simple people in Tonghui Lane had already treated him like family. Every time something happened to him on the mountain or when he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he didn't know how many pairs of caring eyes stared at him in the dark.
What was this?
This was the care of a family.
For the first time, Zhang Feng felt that his life was so complete.
Lao Li and the others were Zhang Feng's brothers. They were also the first friends that Zhang Feng made when he was at his most helpless in the Tang Dynasty. Later, Lao Li introduced him to a large number of friends and brothers.
Later, he met Jingshu at Yan Lai Restaurant.
What was this?
This was a confidant.
Later, he met the mysterious old scholar who cared for him like a grandfather.
Later, he was willing to use his precious jade pendant as a betrothal gift and arranged a marriage for him. What was this?
This was caring.
At this time, Zhang Feng understood why these people were so anxious to arrange blind dates for him. It was because they felt that Zhang Feng was too lonely.
And …
He drank a big mouthful of beer.
Zhang Feng's eyes were wet.
Li Chengqian and the others also saw that Zhang Feng was not right at this time. So, although everyone was drinking, no one dared to breathe loudly. Everyone looked at Zhang Feng worriedly.
They also knew that Zhang Feng should be thinking of his home that had disappeared in the landslide.
No matter who it was, they would feel lonely.
Even they would sometimes feel lonely in the midst of the hustle and bustle.
Humans had feelings.
They would all feel lonely.
They always saw Zhang Feng with a sinister smile on his face. Who knew if he would cry in the middle of the night?
"If you want to cry, just cry."
Li Chengqian patted Zhang Feng's shoulder.
Zhang Feng took a deep breath with reddened eyes and glared at the crowd. "Who the f * ck said that Lao Tzu cried?"
"Come, come, let's drink. Lao Tzu … didn't cry!"
"Lao Tzu is thinking about how to sell these papers!"
Zhang Feng's excuse, which didn't sound like an excuse, made everyone sigh helplessly.
Li Chengqian bumped his bamboo tube against Zhang Feng's and asked, "Didn't you promise to give this paper to Mr. Bo Shi? Don't tell me you want to sell it? "
"No!"
Zhang Feng smacked his lips and said, "There's something wrong with this paper. I won't give it to him for the time being. Qian Wanli, let me ask you. According to the improvement method I just mentioned, when will the second batch of paper be ready tomorrow?"
Qian Wanli stood up and bowed, "If we rush the work tonight, we will be able to finish it by tomorrow noon or by the evening at the latest! And it's about five hundred catties! "
"Good!"
Zhang Feng clapped his hands and said, "If you can finish five hundred catties before dark tomorrow, each of you will be rewarded with a hundred copper coins!"
Everyone was overjoyed.
They all stood up and thanked him.
Li Chengqian hurriedly asked, "Then this batch of paper, are you planning to sell it? If you are selling it, I want to buy it! "
Li Chengqian knew very well what this paper meant.
He wanted to be the first to own it, and then …
However, Zhang Feng flatly rejected Li Chengqian. "No, I have great use for this paper. It's not for sale!"
"Not for sale?"
Cheng Chumo and the others scratched their heads and looked at Zhang Feng curiously.
Zhang Feng said, "You all know that this is how the previous products became popular, right?"
"Momentum?"
The few of them instantly understood.
"Yes! It's momentum! Right now, all the paper in the market is from the Ministry of Works. There are very few commoners who can afford paper, especially Xuan paper which is worth a thousand copper coins. If we want our paper to be noticed, the first thing we have to do is to let people know that White Deer College has paper! "
"And it's white paper which is better and cheaper than Xuan paper!"
"This is the only way to take advantage of the remaining popularity of the braised meat and raise the reputation of White Deer College in the hearts of the commoners. This time, it's the landowning households who can afford and need paper."
Hearing this, Li Chengqian's eyes flashed with astonishment.
He asked, "How much are you going to sell this paper for? You also know that those who can afford to use this thing are aristocratic households and those scholars. "
"Bai literature, at least it's bai literature!"
Zhang Feng raised a finger and said.
"What?"
"Only a hundred copper coins?"
Cheng Chumo's loud voice instantly exclaimed.
Not only did the people here hear it, even the people at the entrance of the food factory turned to look.
Zhang Feng glared at Cheng Chumo and said, "Why don't you see how much this thing can be produced in a day? How much paper was produced today? "
Qian Wanli hurriedly said, "Three hundred catties, we produced three hundred catties today!"
Zhang Feng said indifferently, "Yes, three hundred catties, and we can produce five hundred catties tomorrow. In the future, as long as the technology is mature, this workshop of thirty people can guarantee at least five hundred catties of paper every day. Think about it, what will happen if there's more paper?"
"Everyone says that paper is expensive in Chang 'an? Lao Tzu wants everyone to be able to afford paper. Lao Tzu wants to slap those self-proclaimed landowning households in the face. What about it! "
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