Chapter 44
There were no poor scholars among the Rujia scholars.
They were all wealthy nobles with plenty of money at home.
Ying Zheng also held a sheet of Xuan paper in his hand, looking at it carefully.
Upon touching it, he felt it was light, thin, smooth, and could be folded.
Carrying it was very convenient.
If this Xuan paper were used for writing.
A small sheet could hold dozens of characters, how much trouble would that save?
You must know that most of this era used bamboo slips, wooden tablets, or silk books.
Not to mention the weight, carving books was a very laborious thing.
It's not that silk wasn't used.
But... silk was too expensive.
Let alone ordinary families, even princes and nobles might not be able to afford it!
If this Xuan paper could replace bamboo slips, it would benefit scholars!
Everyone would be able to afford to read, which would benefit the entire Great Qin!
You must know that every time bamboo slips are transported or read, it is very difficult, heavy, and clumsy.
Every time bamboo slips are manufactured, it is very troublesome, and carving books takes a lot of time.
And it's inconvenient to carry, often requiring horse-drawn carriages for transport.
Although bamboo slips are much cheaper than silk books.
But this is not something ordinary families can afford.
He had never seen this Xuan paper, but he knew the value of this Xuan paper was too great.
Such a treasure must be kept in the hands of the royal family!
For him, this small sheet of Xuan paper was enough to change the future landscape!
Benefiting the scholars of Great Qin for thousands of generations!
Such cheap Xuan paper is enough to let more people in the world read!
Only then can the awkward situation of the noble families monopolizing the court be broken.
More people reading means more talent can flow into the court.
"What kind of decorum is this, making such a racket!"
"Such a treasure should remain with the royal family; let's forget about this bet!"
Ying Zheng's overbearing voice echoed through the court.
Everyone was shocked; when they saw this Xuan paper, they went crazy.
They forgot that Your Majesty was still sitting on the dragon throne watching.
Hearing this voice, everyone broke out in a cold sweat.
The profit of such a treasure is simply exorbitant.
Only by keeping it in the hands of the royal family would Your Majesty feel at ease.
Ying Ying Zi Ye was speechless; he was just about to lure this group of people onto the boat.
But Brother Zheng suddenly spoke up to stop it; who would dare to play with him?
"Is this because you're afraid I'll lose?"
Ying Ying Zi Ye muttered, looking up at Brother Zheng.
End of Chapter
