It was true that harmony was the most precious thing.
Why should he argue with a group of old guys here?
What's the point?
If he annoyed them, how could he teach in the academy?
Zhang Feng immediately cupped his hands and bowed towards Ouyang Xun and the others. "If this little one has offended you in any way, I implore the four esteemed teachers to not blame me. If esteemed teachers feel that this piece of paper is good, then it is this little one's fortune. How about this, when all of you descend the mountain, this little one will personally take twenty jin of paper and personally deliver it to your residences as an apology?"
Ouyang Xun was stunned.
Chu Suiliang, who was about to sit down, almost squatted down and crushed the stool.
In an instant, the small wooden house became terrifyingly quiet. Everyone stared at Zhang Feng in shock.
20 kilograms?
Damn it.
This kind of paper …
It was dozens of times better than the rice paper.
Not to mention Ouyang Xun, even Zhangsun Wuji and the others wanted to beat him up at this time.
He deserved a beating.
This was simply outrageous.
Firstly, they would be labeled as extravagant in the imperial court.
Second, they were simply too disrespectful to their elders.
What a prodigal. This kind of white paper was not only more expensive than the rice paper, but it was also worth the same price as the rice paper. How could he give 20 kilograms of paper, which was worth 1,000 strings of coins per kilogram?
We're brothers, so why didn't you come to inform me at the very first moment? Even if it was just to inform me, it would have been fine!
But what happened?
You didn't know anything.
Then, he was inexplicably scolded for a long time.
At the thought of the smooth and white paper, everyone felt as if there were ten thousand horses galloping in their hearts.
How could this kind of paper be measured by kilograms?
What was this?
This was a complete humiliation!
And he humiliated the Four Confucian scholars in public in front of so many people.
At this time, Zhang Feng was even more surprised when he saw that everyone was silent.
Could it be that it was too little?
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng suddenly patted the back of his head.
Yes.
As the Four Confucian scholars, 20 kilograms was indeed too little.
Zhang Feng couldn't help blushing.
It seemed that his vision was still too narrow.
After measuring the output, Zhang Feng said carefully, "How about 50 … No! One hundred kilograms, what do you think about one hundred kilograms? "
When Zhang Feng said 50 kilograms, he actually felt a little guilty.
After all, the production cost of a catty of paper was less than ten copper coins, and that was after including the wages of the workers.
Although paper wasn't worth much now, the papermaking workshop had just started. Four hundred pounds of paper was already a day's worth of output.
Furthermore, Zhang Feng didn't know if he could produce 400 catties in the second production. If he could only produce 300 catties, it would be troublesome.
The most important thing was …
Right now, he had yet to write his textbooks and other things. Seeing that there was only a month or so left before the academy officially opened, he was also anxious!
If it wasn't for the fact that he had to pull in a few heavyweights for the Academy to hold the fort, and that he could free himself to be a teacher, Zhang Feng would really be reluctant to do so.
After all, although this thing was nothing to him, it was really a rare thing in the outside world.
Ouyang Xun and the others were strangely silent at this time.
They wanted to say something, but in the end, they couldn't say anything.
They knew the purpose of coming here today, and obviously they already knew why Zhang Feng did this. However, to give away 100 catties of such good paper in one go, Ouyang Xun still didn't know what to say.
At this time, Chu Suiliang's hands were constantly intertwining, and his brain was also rapidly calculating.
100 catties of white paper.
What kind of concept was this?
Even if the production cost of a catty of paper was a thousand copper coins, how much would 100 catties cost?
Suddenly, he felt that his brain wasn't enough.
However, if he were to use the abacus now, wouldn't it be too much?
When Zhang Feng saw this, he was even more anxious.
"Teacher, Old Sun, say something!"
He was already so generous, were they still not satisfied?
After a long time.
After a long time.
After Ouyang Xun and the others looked at each other, they finally all stared at Zhang Feng. Ouyang Xun surprisingly calmed down and asked, "Boy, are you humiliating Old Man and the others?"
？？？？
Zhang Feng was a little confused.
But in an instant, his face changed greatly.
It was said that the people of the Tang Dynasty were straightforward.
My f * cking honest!
Isn't it too unkind? Do you think 100 catties of paper is not enough?
Even if you are a great scholar, even if you are the Ouyang family, the Yu family, the emperor, the richest person in the dynasty, you may not be so arrogant to give away so much paper at one time, right?
People's hearts are not enough!
Seeing this, Zhang Feng could only grit his teeth, stomp his feet, and stretched out two fingers with difficulty, "200 catties, 200 catties shouldn't be considered a humiliation, right? I can't give more. I can only produce less than 500 catties a day. If you can wait for more than a month, let alone 200 catties, even if it's 2000 catties, as long as you can hold it, I can give it to you! "
"Pa —!"
When the words' 200 catties' came out of Zhang Feng's mouth, in an instant, the living room was dead silent again. There was only the sound of someone crushing a cup.
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