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Zhang Bu watched the servants carry away the burned lead type, and his heart was refreshed. He hid the identity of the young master of the aristocratic family, worked hard every day with these vulgar craftsmen. Why did he come? Wasn't it just that when the lead type was engraved, Cheng Mo, the big enemy, came to inspect it? Now, people ordered that Ouyang Zhe, a flatterer, carried all the things and showed him the Gongwu. Three months of hard work were in vain.

Zhang Bu's eyes were red in anger and quit his job.

In the prime minister's wing, Gao Yang brought a pile of improved paper, one with Ouyang Zhe, one with ink and the other with paper. Although it was his first cooperation, he cooperated with him. In a short while, a page of printed books was presented to Cheng Mo.

Of course, the current printing technology is incomparable to modern printing technology, but being able to engrave and write into books has been a great progress for mankind. Because of Cheng Mo's time travel, printing technology was released in China a thousand years ahead of schedule. I wonder how far will the printing technology develop in a thousand years, and will the development of human civilization accelerate?

Cheng Mo smiled so hard that he could see the eyes and said repeatedly: "Print a few more pictures, it is best to print out the Analects of Confucius. I want to present them to Your Majesty."

The paper is rough, but the ink is printed on it, and the handwriting is still clear. It is beyond his expectations that such an effect has been achieved.

Ouyang Zhe responded quickly, excited, his whole body was full of blood, and he didn't feel tired all night, so he typed word by word in "The Analects of Confucius". He was old and his eyes were a little blurred. He was busy engraving these days, which damaged his eyes even more. Every time he read a word, he had to take the book far away and recognize it for a long time before he recognized it. Gao Yang couldn't see it and took the initiative to go over and help him pronounce the words.

Cheng Mo was busy for a long time and accidentally looked up. Seeing the dazzling sunshine outside, he saw that it was late noon and it was almost time to go, so he asked Yushu to bring in the snacks and greet the two of them: "Eat something first to make your stomach."

Huo Shuhan felt that dessert was too hungry, and there were braised meat and jerky in the food box. Once the lid of the food box was opened, the aroma of the meat floated into his nose.

Ouyang Zhe and Gao Yang's dining table can now add a plate of meat from time to time, but the delicious food on Cheng Mo's mansion is famous in the capital. The two of them pretended to refuse, then washed their hands and came to the desk.

The snacks used for lunch are mainly made of rose cakes, mung bean cakes and other pastries, plus two braised pork and two-flavored meat shops, with a total of fourteen dishes, colorful and dazzling, and half a table is filled.

It's fine for Ouyang Zhe. He had lived in the Yongchang Hou Mansion and had seen the show at the mansion. It was the first time Gao Yang saw it and couldn't help but be amazed. A wealthy family hosted guests and served two plates of snacks. But it was incomparable to the ones on the table. The snacks on the table were exquisite, like the red ones, the shape of roses, the green ones, the shape of ingots, and the jerky was oily, which made people's index fingers tremble.

Cheng Mo only ate two snacks, and the braised pork and jerky only moved, and then put down the chopsticks. When he put down the chopsticks, it was hard for both of them to eat anymore, so he also put down the chopsticks. Gao Yang did not expect that he had such a small amount of food, and there was a half-eat rose cake on the chopsticks, and his mouth was filled with it. It was really not to put it or eat it, it was so embarrassing.

Seeing his embarrassing look, Cheng Mo smiled and said, "I went to Xuanshi Hall to meet him. Your Majesty gave me some snacks. Now I am not too hungry. Just eat yours and eat all these things so that they will not have to take them back again."

The so-called them refers to the elm trees waiting on the side.

Ouyang Zhe stood up and thanked him, his butt was touched by the edge of the chair, and he started eating honestly and unceremoniously. He even saved his life by Cheng Mo. If he was polite at this time, he would seem artificial.

Gao Yang did not have the experience of him. He had a wealthy family, but he didn't like studying. He wanted to do some novelty and tricks. For this reason, he was beaten by his father many times. Later, when his father passed away, no one cared about him anymore. He simply threw away the books and became a craftsman.

He was one of the craftsmen who was recruited to the workshop. Seeing that he was skillful and always made things unexpectedly, Zhang Qing learned that Cheng Mo was looking for a craftsman who was studying paper, so he recommended him to Cheng Mo.

When he first met Cheng Mo, he was already trembling. That was a marquis, not something that a craftsman like him could see. Now that Cheng Mo is the prime minister, he is even more fighting. He was busy working and distracted from his spirits just now. This feeling is not very obvious. Now when he sits down to eat, he feels like a drum beats.

Ouyang Zhe ate a piece of jerky. Seeing Gao Yang's face was as bulging as the cheeks, he didn't swallow the food in his mouth, and his chopsticks kept shaking. A half-eating snack fell on the table, and he said, "Prime Minister is approachable, what are you afraid of?"

This is not a matter of being approachable. The high-ranking and powerful prime minister looked at him in front of him. How could he eat it?

In fact, this is just his psychological effect. Cheng Mo wiped his mouth and hands and had already walked out.

Ouyang Zhe said: "Look at where the Prime Minister is?"

In the wide public veranda, except for them, there was only a servant standing by the desk with a blank expression on his face.

"Eat it quickly, the Prime Minister said, don't leave it." Ouyang Zhe said, swaying his cheeks and eating it.

Gao Yang admired his psychological quality. He was so calm in the prime minister's Gongwo, and there was no one else except him.

Yushu rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "Every time I see Old Man Ouyang, I look like a starving ghost is reincarnated."

Cheng Mo walked along the corridor to be considered a food-eating. At noon, it was the lunch break for the officials of Gongwu. Most of the officials gathered together to talk and chat, and some people gathered together to eat snacks. Of course, the varieties of snacks are not as many as Cheng Mo ate, nor are they as exquisite.

When I arrived at the wing room of the second yard, I saw a mat on the ground, and Tang Li lay on the mat and talked to He Yang.

Tang Ji stood outside for a long time and had a fight with Zhang Qing again. He was wrapped in a bandage and was in the sun. He was sweating profusely when he was hot. Sweat passed through the whip. It was hot and itchy. He couldn't hold on anymore, so he had to lie down regardless of his image.

He Yang came forward to help him just now, and Tang Ji had to express his feelings no matter how he said it. He just finished thanking him and was complaining now. He Yang was persuading him, and the words of the two were heard in Cheng Mo's ears at the door.

"Si Zhi, you said, if you have such a young prime minister and are so impulsive in doing things, how can we live in the future? We can only find another way."

"You can't say that. Since Your Majesty values ​​the Prime Minister, there is naturally His Majesty's reason. Besides, we were too casual at the beginning. In my opinion, we will soon be busy."

He saw it early in the morning and brought in many memorials outside.

"I'm afraid that my boss is not easy to talk to. The more he gets busy, the more mistakes he makes, and he will be punished when he makes a mistake. Oh." Tang Li moaned deliberately and said, "I'm the lesson of the past."
Chapter completed!