Training Tai Sui

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On the contrary, Qin Feng actually attached great importance to this book. He solemnly asked several of his disciples to copy more than a dozen copies, and handed one of them to Jin Wang Yang Guang.

"Ah Ying, this is just a textbook for beginners. The knowledge in it is very simple, but after learning it, it is more than enough for a tent."

After Yang Guang took it, he flipped through it with great interest, and then asked: "Beginner...Brother Ziyu, what do you mean, are you planning to write more difficult ones later?"

"That's right." Qin Feng nodded and said: "You all know the importance of mathematics, but whether it is Jiuzhang arithmetic or other mathematics books, it is a bit too obscure. Scholars don't bother to learn it. Even if ordinary people can read, there is no one to teach them. I can’t understand it at all, so my purpose is to give everyone who is interested in mathematics a path so that they can go on.”

Yang Guang nodded, and asked again: "Then why not finish it all at once?"

"expensive!"

At this moment, Qin Feng felt that his body was shrouded in Buddha's light, full of compassion.

"I hope anyone, if he wants to, can buy this book."

"impossible."

Before Qin Feng could finish speaking, Yang Guang shook his head decisively and said, "Brother Ziyu, there are no books for sale outside, and any aristocratic family has their own books covered to death, even if it is a friend who wants to borrow them, it is as difficult as going to heaven. Even if you are willing to publish this book, how many copies can Xuan Cheng and the others copy?"

Qin Feng slapped his head and cursed himself for forgetting such an important matter.

If Qin Feng remembers correctly, engraving and printing should have been popularized in the middle and late Tang Dynasty. Books in the Sui Dynasty are still mainly copied. In this state, everyone in the Sui Dynasty wants to make them affordable. A few books is an impossible thing.

After all, even if Qin Feng does not want to make money, he only charges the cost of paper, pen and ink, but where can he find so many people who can write to copy?

Even if so many scholars are found, after adding the labor cost, the book is destined to not be cheap.

"Go and find Liu Laoshi!"

Looking at Qin Feng who was not disappointed, Yang Guang suddenly became interested and asked, "Brother Ziyu, do you have a solution?"

"Is there anything in this world that can stump me, Qin Ziyu!"

Qin Feng, who was startled, almost raised his head to the sky, but no matter what Yang Guang asked, Qin Feng just said that he would wait until Liu Laoshi came.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Liu Laoshi came soon. After the parts of the catapult were almost built during this period, he was free again, so he seemed very excited after being summoned by Qin Feng today.

Qin Feng pondered for a moment, and asked: "Tuobei, will you?"

Liu Laoshi nodded, and asked, "Master, do you have a famous inscription to be rubbed on? Small craftsmen are not proficient, but they can do it well."

Craftsmen these days, especially official craftsmen, are actually hard to distinguish whether they belong to carpenters, blacksmiths, or other craftsmen.

Because the imperial court doesn't care what you know, they are only responsible for arranging tasks and then supervising your completion.As a result, many official craftsmen are all-rounders. They dare not say they are proficient, but they know everything, so it is not surprising that Liu Laoshi has done this job.

"It's not for you to rub the stele, but..." Qin Feng organized his tone, and said: "Look, an inscription is carved on a stone, you need a piece of paper, and some ink can rub the inscription down , if I let you carve an article on wood, then paint it with ink, and then print it on paper..."

"Brother Ziyu is a great talent, my younger brother admires him in every way!"

Before Qin Feng finished speaking, Yang Guang said excitedly: "Why didn't I think of it before? Since inscriptions can be expanded, engraved books can also be printed. In this way, why do we need so many scholars to copy? It may not be impossible for everyone in my Sui people to be able to read and write!"

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Printing has another advantage. Think about it, those scholars in the past, no matter how careful they were, would still inevitably make mistakes when copying, but printing can avoid such problems."

Speaking of this, Qin Feng looked back at Liu Laoshi and asked, "How can it be done?"

Liu Laoshi pondered for a moment, then asked: "Young master, what do you mean, like that seal?"

Who said the ancients were stupid?

A craftsman has the ability to draw inferences from one instance, which is stronger than not weaker than those students who were educated by exams in later generations.

"That's right." Qin Feng nodded and said, "Just replace the jade with wood. Is it possible?"

"Small ones can try, just..."

"Just what?" Qin Feng said with a big wave of his hand: "If you have any request, just say it, the young master wants money and money, and people."

Seeing his young master's boldness, as if he wanted to spend a lot of money, Liu honestly said in a low voice: "It's just that I can't read, I can't tell if I'm right or wrong."

"So...Xuan Cheng, I'll ask Xuan Cheng to send you to help you. Technically, it's up to you to decide what content to print and listen to Xuan Cheng, how about it?"

Liu Laoshi nodded his head heavily, and said: "Don't worry, young master, I will definitely do my best to get this... out as soon as possible."

After holding back for a while, Liu Laoshi suddenly realized that he didn't know the name of the thing his young master was going to make, so he could only use this instead.

Yang Guang suddenly said: "Brother Ziyu, let's choose a name. Once this thing comes out, countless scholars in the world, and those who are interested in reading should be grateful for Brother Ziyu's kindness. It should have a name."

"Printography!"

Qin Feng didn't even think about it. He opened his mouth and said: "It's called printing. I'm not that great. I just want to let everyone in the world who wants to read and want to read can read and learn characters happily."

It's not that Qin Feng has never thought about movable type printing, but he thinks that rice should be eaten one bite at a time. If the steps are too big, it may cause things to be pulled. It won't be too late for Liu honestly to study after the engraving printing is successful.

As for whether this thing can be researched, Qin Feng is actually not worried at all.Printing is not technically difficult. Whether it is rubbing or stamping, the principles are similar, and these things have actually been thoroughly understood.It's just that no one thought of this before, but now that Qin Feng has pierced this layer of window paper, the emergence of printing will be unstoppable!

"Brother Ziyu's righteousness, I admire you!" Yang Guang clasped his fists solemnly and said, "When this thing is completed, I will definitely become my father's cousin, and I will ask for credit for Brother Ziyu!"

credit...

As soon as he heard these two words, Qin Feng thought of the two scattered officials on him.

Stingy emperor!

Thinking a few words in his heart, Qin Feng said with a high-spirited face: "I didn't do this for credit, I just wanted to let everyone in my Tai Sui have a book to read."

Chapter 242

After throwing the printing technique to Liu Laoshi and Wei Zheng, Qin Feng didn't care about it, and he was more proficient at throwing away the shopkeeper than anyone else.

Besides, in Young Master Qin's opinion, the saying that those who can do more work is very reasonable. He doesn't know anything, so naturally he can only rest.

"Brother Ziyu, the little brother is here!"

Qin Feng was basking in the sun in the yard when a familiar shout suddenly came.

"This voice is... Zihuan?"

Before the voice fell, Diao Xiang's huge body rushed in and gave Qin Feng a big hug, almost strangling Qin Feng's small body in two.

"Let go!"

Qin Feng struggled out of Diao Xiang's embrace with all his strength, panting, "Have you been grounded by your uncle all this time?"

Daxing City is not far away, but Diao Xiang hasn't been here for several months, and even Qin Feng didn't come over to take a look when he came back from Nanchen. This is definitely not in line with this guy's personality, so Qin Feng asked this question.

"Don't mention it." Speaking of this, Diao Xiang said with bitterness and hatred on his face: "Didn't my father say that he would send me to the Imperial College to study a few years ago? I don’t have any foundation, so I was asked to study behind closed doors, and I didn’t leave the house for half a year, but it’s hard for me, little brother.”