"Qin Yong, let's go back like this?"

"Can this thing really turn into paper?"

Before Qin Shihuang left, he was worried about ten thousand people.

He couldn't figure out even if he wanted to break his head. Will this hemp leaf really turn into paper?

When we leave, we always look back three times.

"Old Qin, just keep your heart in your stomach."

"Although to be precise, this cannot be called paper, it is also considered the ancestor of paper."

"I still remember Cai Lunbu, the master of papermaking, who discovered the wonderful use of hemp leaves and promoted the emergence of paper, and eventually became one of the four great inventions."

Qin Yong was like a teacher who was popularizing common sense and knowledge to Lao Qin.

"Who is Cai Lun? I have never heard of it."

"Who are the four great inventions? I have never heard of them."

Qin Shihuang scratched his head and asked embarrassedly.

He found that as the emperor of the Great Qin Empire, he didn't know too many people and things.

This is heartbreaking.

It's over, and there's no way to continue chatting happily.

Qin Yong understood why Lao Qin didn't know this anymore.

Because of his name.

His parents are really amazing. They dare to name him Qin Yingzheng. Most of the names in the school dare not accept them.

"Old Qin, have you really never studied or went to school?"

Qin Shihuang nodded vigorously when he heard this.

He really hasn't gone to school.

Even when he goes to school, he is still ambiguous.

"Oh, it's really not easy for you. You haven't been to school and can write such beautiful small seal scripts."

Qin Yong really admired Lao Qin from the bottom of his heart at this time.

While the two of them were talking, they returned to the tree hole in the cramped house.

"Old Qin, go in and drink some water first, and rest for a while. I'll prepare chicken legs for you."

Since he agreed to add a chicken leg to Lao Qin at noon, Qin Yong naturally could not turn the pheasant into a one-legged chicken.

Isn't it a pleasure to add a chicken leg to yourself?

Soon Qin Yong returned to the tree hole.

He was holding a pheasant in his hand, unwilling to do so and flapping his wings.

"Old Qin, borrow your sword."

In this way, Qin Shihuang's peerless sword was not only used to cut hemp leaves, but also used to kill chickens.

It made Qin Shihuang feel like he was useless.

After removing the feathers with boiling water.

Qin Yong let the bare chicken into the pot. The pot here is naturally a stone pot made by Qin Yong.

Qin Yong fulfilled his new promise, not only added chicken legs to Lao Qin, but also added a few slices of cured meat.

Anyway, there is a whole can of marinated meat, which is enough for them to eat for a while.

Qin Yong, who had enough food and drink, was about to start taking a nap.

Qin Shihuang was thinking about the unformed paper by the sea, and he was unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning.

So when Qin Yong's snoring sound came.

Qin Shihuang quietly slipped out of the tree hole and walked towards the beach.

It has been nearly an hour since Qin Yong applied these hemp balls on the stone wall.

The sun is very poisonous, and the stone walls are also hot all morning.

Qin Shihuang walked in and saw that some of the nearest stone wall had dried up.

And it looks very much like paper.

Qin Shihuang carefully uncovered the whole thing.

Qin Shihuang touched it with his hand and felt very soft and comfortable, and he was as good as Qin Yong's so-called roll of paper that he had hidden privately.

Qin Shihuang was excited. He had already had a premonition that he would witness a great miracle with his own eyes.

Before walking around the stone mill, lay it on the stone mill like a treasure.

Take out the big pen that Qin Yong gave him.

So he tried writing.

A big Qin character is vividly displayed on paper.

Qin Shihuang's eyes opened instantly.

It took a long time to rub his eyes hard, and it was certain that this was indeed the handwriting he wrote.

At this time, there was no one around, but Qin Shihuang was so happy that he jumped and jumped like a child.

The magic technique is really a magic technique.

He could turn the hemp leaves into paper by turning them into pieces.

This young man is really not simple.

The key is that every word he said was deeply remembered in his heart.

His surname is Qin, but in the genealogy of Qin, he wrote about the origin of their clan and the Ying clan.

This is a real relationship with you.

Qin Shihuang did not expect that this time he went out to sea to find immortals, and he actually found a treasure.

Didn’t Qin Yong just understand magic?

In any case, no matter how much the price is spent, I will bring Qin Yong back to Xianyang City.

Let him help him govern the Qin Dynasty, Liu Bang, and Xiang Yu.

And the damn Zhao Gao and Hu Hai.

There are always unruly people who want to harm me.

There is also Prime Minister Li Si, this guy with a weak will, why did he obey Zhao Gao when he was coerced?

Li Si, who made no contribution to himself, died in the hands of Zhao Gao!

That night, when Qin Yong said that Hu Hai killed all his children, including Prince Fusu, in order to ascend the throne.

Qin Shihuang almost vomited an old mouthful of blood on the spot.

All my children have thirty-three in total.

What is the concept of thirty-three?

That was the result of my hard work day and night.

Even if you work hard once every ten times.

It takes almost a year to work hard.

Too difficult.

It's really too difficult.

What's more, if calculated based on probability, twenty times may not be successful once.

When Qin Shihuang thought of this, he felt so distressed that he was bleeding.

Never let this happen.

Absolutely not.

Qin Shihuang clenched his fists with both hands.

Although he couldn't understand how Qin Yong knew all this.

However, after several days of contact and understanding, Qin Shihuang would rather believe that all what Qin Yong said was true.

Because he had no reason not to believe Qin Yong.

This person not only takes action but also makes a magical treasure.

Moreover, when talking about those shocking things, tears fell from Qin Yong's eyes.

Such a person, such a person who was heartbroken and crying for the demise of the Qin Dynasty.

It's definitely not the kind of unruly person who wants to harm me.

When Qin Yong woke up, he saw that there was no one on Lao Qin's straw mat.

Thinking about it with your toes, everyone knows that Lao Qin must have gone to the beach to see the mahjong.

Alas, what a miserable and pitiful guy.

What's the picture?

Delusion plays Qin Shihuang, and has reached the level of being possessed by demons.
Chapter completed!