Chapter 1523: The Pei Family

At this instant.

Pei Cheng's face turned green.

"Movable type printing is ten times or even a hundred times that of woodblock?"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Pei Cheng denied it flatly, his face already twisted.

But in reality, his heart was also panicking uncontrollably.

While the crowd was discussing, Gao Yang spoke again.

"Come, get the paper!"

"You will each print a sentence and display it as quickly as possible. The winner will be heavily rewarded!"

"Let's print the eight characters: 'Great Harmony in the World, Only My Da Qian'."

Following Gao Yang's voice, the craftsmen hurriedly said, "Yes!"

Subsequently, everyone lined up on both sides and began to prepare.

In the crowd.

A scholar took a look, incredibly excited.

"Splendid!"

"If this movable type printing is really ten times faster than woodblock, it will be enough to shock the world!"

"Indeed, what Lord Gao is doing is so exciting; I don't know why, but I'm so excited I want to crush my own balls!"

"I'm excited too, but I'm not as perverted as you; I want to crush my father's."

"Excuse me, brother, I'm so excited I need to relieve myself; even movable type printing isn't that fast, I'll go out and take care of it first,"

A scholar clutched his lower abdomen, his face flushed red, and was about to head out.

But the next second.

He heard a voice ring out.

"Prime Minister Gao, it's done."

The scholar's footsteps faltered, and he froze directly.

He was stunned for a moment.

"Done?"

"It's done just like that?"

"How much time has passed, and eight big characters have already been printed?"

He looked up and saw Gao Yang holding up the bamboo paper from before, on which the eight characters "Great Harmony in the World, Only My Da Qian" were clearly displayed.

Boom!

At this moment.

A massive roar of noise suddenly shot straight into the clouds.

Countless scholars were stunned, then trembled with excitement, their faces flushed red.

Those woodblock craftsmen held their carving knives, then put them down again, their faces full of bitter smiles.

They're cheating, how can we play like this?

In the crowd.

Pei Cheng was also dumbfounded.

"This... it's done already?"

"Is this movable type printing so terrifying?"

Compared to the excited scholars, Pei Cheng couldn't laugh at all; the value of mulberry paper had plummeted, which was already an extremely thorny issue, and now a movable type printing method had come along.

Wouldn't the hundreds of copyists and hundreds of woodblock craftsmen supported by his Pei family be directly rendered useless?

Sage books were the roots of the Pei family!

In an instant.

A huge wave of shock surged through the crowd.

Of course, there were also those who questioned it.

Regarding this, Gao Yang's approach was also very direct; he took a piece of black cloth, blindfolded himself, then took the sachet in his hand and threw it in a direction.

The person hit would go on stage and state the content to be printed.

The two sides would then compete.

The woodblock craftsman held his carving knife and said loudly, "Woodblock printing of 'The Analects, Xue Er' will take two hours!" **CHAPTER 1525**