Kidnapped by Princess Changle at the beginning

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Yu Shinan lowered his head to figure it out for a while, recollecting the meaning of Chen Chu's words. Seeing that Chen Chu was about to leave, he grabbed Chen Chu's sleeve and said, "Don't leave, boy. You don't want to leave today, go learn calligraphy with the old man... ..."

Chen Chu was speechless.

What a stubborn old man.

Chen Chu said: "Old Yu, don't think about writing brushes anymore. In the near future, writing brushes will be nothing. The future world will be dominated by pencils."

Yu Shinan snorted and scolded angrily: "Nonsense, since ancient times, people have used writing brushes. Your broken pencil costs ten pennies a penny. It's extremely expensive. How can everyone use it..."

"Ha ha……"

Chen Chu sneered and left straight away.

Summer bugs are indescribable!

The old man is beyond words!

……

Two days later.

The first pencil calligraphy competition of Hongwen Museum was successfully held.

Exorbitant prize money and exciting competitions were actually not what Chen Chu cared about the most.

What Chen Chu was concerned about was that by this time, most of the students in Hongwen Hall had already learned and got used to using pencils.

This is good news!

When Chen Chu returned to Lu Guogong's mansion, he immediately found Zhu Neng and others.

After meeting, Chen Chu asked eagerly, "Zhu Neng, how is the pencil factory going?"

Zhu Neng replied: "Boss, everything has been built, and all the craftsmen have been called. Once the work starts, it can produce [-] pencils a day!"

Chen Chu asked again: "Is there still no news about the Hedong businessman?"

Zhu Neng shook his head: "Boss, guessing the date, the Hedong businessman has only arrived home at this time, and it may take some time until he comes back with clay."

Chen Chu nodded: "You send people to watch at all the entrances and exits of Chang'an City. Once the merchant comes back, immediately take the clay he brought to produce, and bring him to see me immediately! At most two months, the pencil will It is popular in Chang'an City and even the whole world!"

"Yes, boss!"

……

at the same time.

Hedong, Jinzhou.

early morning.

A poor mountain village seems to be randomly placed at the foot of the mountain.

The houses of every household in the village are crumbling, with wind and rain leaking on several sides.

It looked dilapidated.

Behind the village, at the foot of the mountain, seven or eight young people were digging the soil.

Everyone was sweating profusely.

After the soil is screened, the impurities are removed, and then packed into sacks one by one.

Many sacks of dirt had already been loaded on several carriages.

Among them was a young man in his early twenties, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and a red face.

While busy, several young people asked, "Dalang, do you think this mud can really be sold for money?"

The young man nodded affirmatively: "Yes, not only can you sell it for money, but you can also sell it at a high price. In our village, our ancestors have lived by farming for generations, and we can't get enough to eat every year. From now on, we will transport this soil to Chang'an City. Guaranteed to make everyone no longer hungry, and even get rich..."

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Hearing the young man's affirmative answer, everyone worked harder.

Not to mention anything else, just that you won't be hungry in the future, this one is enough to get everyone excited.

The people in the village lived a long time, either hungry, or on the road to starvation, everyone was frightened by hunger.

Just when everyone was working hard.

Suddenly there was a commotion not far away.

I saw a group of people rushing over from the village suddenly, holding hoes, carrying poles, and kitchen knives, and came whistling.

An old man with a cane in the middle shouted loudly: "Quickly tie up these bastards and ask Daoist Zhang to exorcise them...don't let one go..."

"Catch them!"

"Catch Xue Dalang!"

"It's all Xue Dalang's fault!"

……

The expressions of the young people who were digging the soil changed when they heard this.

Seeing this, the leading youth asked, "How many cars have we loaded?"

The person next to him replied: "Da Lang, eight carriages have been loaded."

The young man gritted his teeth: "Quick, go...run!"

With the young people behind him, they got into the carriage and fled.

As soon as he smoked, he ran away.

The villagers chased him for a long distance, and finally came back dejected.

The old man stood in the crowd, stomping his feet angrily.

"Master Xue, he is a sinner in our village... This old man has lived for more than 70 years, and he has never heard that this mud can be sold for money. It is unreasonable!" The old man said angrily, "He must have returned from Chang'an before. On the way, I was bewitched by evil spirits, and now he has brought down the young and strong young people in our village, how can this be good!"

A man next to him said in a low voice: "Cunzheng, Mr. Xue's family ran away, but his wife is still at home. Why don't we send someone to guard the door of his house, and when he comes back, we will arrest him and send him to Daoist Zhang... ..."

The old man nodded: "Alright!"

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at the same time.

Outside a house that was likely to collapse at any time due to the wind and rain, a little woman in a washed-white dress covered with patches looked in the direction of the distance and suddenly covered her face and wept.

The little woman said intermittently: "...Rengui, they don't believe you...I...I believe you, you will definitely make money back..."

The mist lifts.

Xue Jia Dalang, a young man with anger, drove the carriage and hurriedly headed towards Chang'an City.

……

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Chen Chu's life suddenly became peaceful.

Every few days, she would do something shameless with Li Lizhi who sneaked out of the palace.

Take Li Chengqian for a run every day.

Every now and then, he would help Li Chengqian solve the problems encountered by the student union.

What Chen Chu didn't expect was that Li Chengqian had the potential to be an emperor. This guy was very greedy and had a big appetite.

Li Chengqian directly turned [-]% of the students in Hongwen Hall into members of the Student Union.

And he also invented the pioneering work of paying dues.

Chen Chu didn't expect this.

Under Li Chengqian's call, the membership fee of the Hongwenguan Student Union reached tens of thousands of coins, enough for decades.

On this day, Chen Chu was just about to leave after wandering around the Hongwen Hall.

But Li Chengqian stopped him.

Li Chengqian brought Chen Chu to a huge room in the pavilion of Cangshu.

I saw that there were already people sitting around.

All are members of Hongwenkan Student Union.

Only then did Chen Chu know that Li Chengqian led people to occupy this place and became the office of the Student Union.

Originally, Yu Shinan, Chu Suiliang and others refused to agree, but Li Chengqian directly and domineeringly threw out the identity of the prince, and took it forcibly.

Li Chengqian invited Chen Chu to sit next to him.

Everyone has no complaints.

Everyone knew that although Li Chengqian was the chief of the student union, the establishment of the union was all because of Chen Chu.

Chen Chu is the shadow chief of the federation.

After Chen Chu sat down, Li Chengqian said straight to the point: "Chen Chu, I, after discussing with the members of the Student Union, decided to do a big thing to make the Union's reputation...We decided to promote pencils. , Ben Gong used pencils with everyone, and found that this pencil is very smooth to use and saves paper. Originally, a piece of paper could only write [-] brush characters, but now it can write [-] pencil characters. Also, the pencil is easy to carry , and I don’t worry about knocking over the inkstone and staining the clothes... Speaking of which, this pencil is also good in every way, but except for the Hongwen Museum, outsiders don’t know the benefits of this pencil. Everyone thinks this is a great pity. Therefore, Bengong discusses with everyone, and in the future, the Hongwenguan Student Union will promote pencils in Chang'an City and teach everyone how to use pencils..."

After Li Chengqian finished speaking, he looked at Chen Chu with fiery eyes.

Everyone also looked at Chen Chu with hot eyes.

Chen Chu remained calm on the surface.

I was a little shocked in my heart.

Li Chengqian, this kid, can do it!

It turned out that there is no teacher.

Want to promote pencils with the Hongwenguan Student Union?

This has always been planned by Chen Chu!

Chen Chu wanted to use pencils to make money.

It is inevitable that everyone in the world will use pencils.

Promotion is the first step.

And now, someone has come to do it for him.

Chen Chu looked at Li Chengqian.

Li Chengqian lowered his head shyly.

Chen Chu said with a smile: "This is a good thing. You... are the pioneers of history, the pioneers of using pencils, and will definitely be recorded in the annals of history."

Just a few words made the blood of the teenagers present excited.

Everyone, look at me!

I look at you!

We are heroes!

We are pioneers!

Will we be recorded in history?

Even Li Chengqian couldn't help being excited. He looked at Chen Chu and said, "It's just that we need your help..."

"Oh?" Chen Chu was surprised.

Li Chengqian said: "We need pencils...we need a lot of pencils, but these pencils cost ten pennies each, which is too expensive. I can afford it, and members of the Student Union can afford it, but people outside may not be able to use it. Affordable..."

Chen Chu thought for a while and said, "How about this, the pencils in the future will be two hundred coins each!"

He had already asked Zhu Neng and others to calculate that, in fact, the cost of producing a pencil was about [-] yuan.

Or because the technology is immature.

When the technology matures, it is possible to reduce the cost of a pencil to thirty cash.

In the past, when making high-grade paper, making soap, and making popsicles, Chen Chu always followed the method of luxury goods.

But the pencil, Chen Chu planned to make it cheap.