Ming Dynasty: Cured The Emperor's Grandson At The Beginning, And Relied On Science And Engineer

Chapter 443 The Cursing Scholar Song Lian

Su Ran chuckled: "This is not to improve the quality of your life, right? And for this paper, we all use bamboo. It is a kind of herbal grass, and there are a lot of it every year. We Not only can you eat bamboo shoots, but you can also crush them and make this toilet paper.”

"I haven't seen this toilet paper. Is it yellow in color? This thing is made of bamboo, but now there are some problems with the grinder. I'm going to study it again."

Su Ran scratched his head. This grinder is called 940. They now use bamboo as raw material to produce paper. Then, the bamboo is used as raw material.

It must be crushed into powder, otherwise there will be some small thorns on it.

In this case, your butt skin will be contaminated.

"Well, oh, my God, my master, don't tell me what you want to do in the future. My little heart really can't bear it."

Zhu Biao also didn't want to talk to the master in front of him. What he did this day was really sweet to his mind.

Even your blood pressure has gone up, okay?

At this time, I only saw an old man walking in. Although this old man did not have gray hair, he was also a man with a wrinkled face.

This is Song Lian, the prince's teacher.

This is the prince's personal teacher, because his position is that of the prince's tutor.

"Oh, Xiao Su, what are you studying here? I heard that you have developed a new kind of paper, right? Let me take a look, oh, this paper, although the color is not as white. It’s a little yellow, but I just like this color, I just like this color.”

After Song Lian came over, he simply couldn't put it down when looking at these papers.

When he was young, his family was very poor, so (bjci) he also told two people about his difficulties back then.

"Let me tell you, my family was very poor when I was a child, and I was addicted to learning when I was a child. My family was too poor to write books to read, so I borrowed books from home and recorded them by hand in order to pay them back."

Su Ran rolled Dabai's eyes, why does this guy keep talking?

"Let me tell you, everyone knows about your poems and stuff. The thing you wrote is called a preface to Ma Sheng in Dongyang, right?"

"Okay, and this thing is not meant for writing. It cannot be used for writing. The color is not particularly correct, and this is the first batch of products. This one is for wiping our farts when we go to the toilet. It’s for shit.”

Song Lian was shocked. Oh my God, what are you going to do?

Although he said he was old, he had always been in very good health. But after hearing Xiao Su's words, he immediately started to tremble, as if he had a cerebral hemorrhage.

God, he really doesn't seem to be insulting these patients or anything, but he really can't control his blood pressure now.

"Hey, what are you looking for? Dadi will help you find me."

Su Ran felt particularly curious, what was Song Lian looking for with his head down? Oh my god, this old man is really not easy, he has presbyopia at a young age.

Song Lian said tremblingly: "You bad boy, don't leave, I'm looking for a knife."