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Chapter 3374 Extra Story, Powerful Sister 29

Chapter 3374 Extra: Strong Sister 29

Zhou Man handed the copied movable type printing technique to Mingda, and Mingda had no doubts.

She gave the things to the craftsmen from the Mo family to ponder, and they quickly understood the pros and cons and replied: "It is not impossible to make such typefaces, but it is actually better and cheaper to print old books with engravings."

Mingda said: "Putting aside the pros and cons, you should research it first and master the technology. Whether you use it or not depends on the actual situation. At least we can use it when we need it, so we won't be stretched."

Zhou Man couldn't help but give her a thumbs up, "Awesome, that's right. Just like when we learn medical skills, not all medical skills can be used, but we also have to learn. It takes as long as we have been doctors to learn.

, you can’t wait until you encounter such a disease and then learn it temporarily.”

Mingda said: "First burn out the commonly used characters. For the first book... let's use one of Erlang's books. Which book do you think is better?"

"Don't all his books have engravings?" Mingda is very partial to Bai Erlang. He has written a lot of storybooks over the years, but not many serious articles. On the contrary, he talks a lot about gods, ghosts, and monsters. She doesn't care about people's love.

If you don't like to see it, you will just ask someone to engrave it.

Among all the handwritten storybooks, Bai Erlang's storybooks have always been printed in a fresh and refined way, which is really too conspicuous.

Every time it was printed, Bai Shanneng received a set as a gift, and Zhou Man also received a set. There were always two sets in the study at home, and even a lot of Mr. Zhuang's set was left in their home.

Mingda said: "It is not good to use other people's books to test the first movable type. What if the printing is damaged?"

Zhou Man immediately said: "I'm not afraid. I have a medical book here. It's not very thick. I'll give it to you to print. Then you can sell the printed book in the bookstore. I don't want the writing fee, so you can donate it to the Imperial Medical Office."

Just one batch will do.”

Mingda: "It's probably Yin Erlang's. After all, it's a medical book. If it's unclear, wouldn't it be misleading? His words are not afraid of this."

"Okay," Zhou Man looked up at the sky and sighed: "The first book printed with movable type is enough to go down in history, right? Even if it's just one sentence."

Mingda couldn't help but burst into laughter, and pulled her and said: "Are you still afraid that you won't be able to leave your name in the history books? I'm afraid that in the future, even a page of the history books won't be able to write about you."

"That's not necessarily the case," Zhou Man said: "I have been looking at history recently and found that there are very few women recorded in the history, and most of them are relatives of the harem. But after reading carefully, there are traces of some women in many historical events. So, from then on

Some people start to wonder, are women really so insignificant in history? It’s not worth mentioning more in history books.”

"Let's not talk about the distant ones, let's talk about Queen Wende. I heard from Bai Er that the Hanlin Academy is now starting to compile the history of the late emperor, and the Queen in question only takes up this little space," Zhou Man gestured with his hands.

: "The late emperor's life was such a long history book, but Queen Wende only occupied so much of it."

Zhou Man pinched a point on his fingertips to show Mingda, and sighed: "But we all know that Queen Wende can be called the queen of the ages. I'm afraid I will never meet a queen better than my empress again."

Mingda couldn't help but look around, then nodded her forehead and whispered: "How many more queens can you go through? You can just say this in front of me. If word spreads, it will be the emperor's sister-in-law."

I started to not care about it, and when people talked about it too much, I started to feel resentful."

"I know, shouldn't I just say it in front of you?"

Mingda thought thoughtfully, "So why print your medical book?"

"That's all," Zhou Man waved his hand nonchalantly, "I can't ruin the fun between you husband and wife, just pamper him."

Mingda: "...Then you still tell me so much, isn't it just to persuade me to quote you in the first medical book?"

"No, I'm just being coquettish at you and that's all." Zhou Man said, "Let them study it and come back to me after the fonts are burned out. I have to be busy with vaccination at the Imperial Medical Office these days."

Mingda responded.

Mingda needs money and people, and his research speed is very fast. Of course, what is even faster is the speed at which bookstores can print books.

Within a month, they had printed the batch of books that Zhou Man and Bai Shan wanted, and then they asked the water transport to transport the books to Bai Jingxing, leaving her with full authority to handle them.

There are more than a hundred kinds of books on the book lists of Bai Jingxing and Yang Zezhi, many of which are annotated books. Such books are generally only collected in the Imperial College and Fuxue, and cannot even be purchased in bookstores outside.

The engraving was given to her by the late emperor from the royal library, and it is extremely precious.

She picked up a set and gave it to the county school, making it clear that she would support the female students in the county school.

But where are there any female students in the county school?

The county school had to recruit a few people quickly, but at least they had to get the books first.

These books are not even available in bookstores.

Bai Jingxing must watch these recruited female students take root in the county school. Li Han and the others have Yang Zezhi, a ready-made top student here. They have his guidance in their homework and can understand the local customs and customs.

Don't leave in a hurry.

They stayed in one county for three or four months, then moved to the next county and stayed for another two or three months. One year later, they didn't travel much, but they made a name for themselves in the southwest, and many scholars came here to visit them.

They discuss.

Needless to say, what Confucius said is very reasonable. When three people are walking together, there must be someone who is my teacher. Although the scholars who come to them may not be as knowledgeable as them, they must be better than them in one aspect.

In particular, Bai Jingxing and others are still young and have many shortcomings, so they have learned a lot from communicating with others.

Spring rain is as precious as oil. Even if it rains in the southwest, the rain at this time is still very precious.

The carriage was walking slowly in the rain, with guards wearing raincoats standing guard on both sides of the carriage. One of the guards rode back from the road and stopped when they reached the first carriage. "Lang Jun, the rain is getting heavier and heavier. There is a seat in front of you," he said.

You can rest in the Chenghuang Temple."

Yang Zezhi opened the curtain, looked at the gloomy sky, and asked, "How far is it before entering the city?"

"It's about thirty miles, but the rain is getting heavier and it's getting dark. It's not safe to drive in the rainy night."

Yang Zezhi nodded: "Let's go to the Chenghuang Temple in front to rest."

"yes."

A group of people rushed to the Chenghuang Temple, where there were already many people taking shelter from the rain, all of whom were on their way.

Suddenly so many carriages and horses came outside the temple that they could not help but stand at the door to watch the excitement.

Dongfang jumped down from the carriage shaft, took down the horse stool, opened his umbrella, and then opened the curtain to let Yang Ze get out of the carriage.

As soon as Yang Zezhi got out of the car, the people standing outside the rain curtain took a breath and looked at him with wide eyes. An old man who was sitting motionless in the temple also turned his head to look. When he saw him, he couldn't help but praise:

"What a handsome young man."

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him looked out after hearing this, was stunned for a moment and then said: "He is indeed handsome, just like his father."
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