The hot air balloon flew very high, and almost all the people in Xianyang saw this huge couplet.

A few stall owners at the entrance of the alley gathered together to study.

"What do you mean?"

"I do not know!"

"Hey! You read the book, you explain it!"

"This is promoting the paper mill!"

"Paper mill? Is that the royal paper mill? It employs long-term workers of one thousand taels per month?"

…

Ying Feiyu gave the paper mill a very straightforward name.

Royal Paper Mill!

This is a paper mill established by the royal family. There is no problem at all in calling it this name, and it has been approved by Ying Zheng.

The paper mill is a piece of fat. I can't see anything about it now, but I guess it won't be long before someone will take an interest in it.

Naming it Royal Paper Mill can increase sales by using the royal name, and it can also frighten those who want to create a paper mill in the future!

"The paper mill has opened? Why didn't I hear about it?"

The thin monkey at the bun shop was a little excited and quickly cleaned up the stall.

"You, a money addict, work from morning to night every day, what can you know?"

The fat man next to me said jokingly.

"No, the stall will be closed today. I have to buy some paper. My son just ran out of bamboo slips in the past few days!"

"Hey! This is a big deal. Your son is diligent and studious, so he must be trained well. He may be able to become the prime minister in the future!"

"The prime minister doesn't have any extravagant expectations. We will be happy if he can find an official position!"

The thin monkey quickly packed up the things on the stall, hoping that the paper shop would not run out of paper.

"It won't help even if you go now. Do you know how many people are at the door of the paper mill now?" said an old man passing by.

"How many?"

"countless!"

"The place has been surrounded by people buying paper and watching the fun. It's three floors inside and three floors outside. No one can squeeze in. I think you should just sell buns honestly. You can still make some money. It's useless if you go there.

go!"

The old man waved his hand and left.

Upon hearing this, Shouhou paused for a moment, then continued to clean up, "No, I still have to go. I heard that the white paper only costs two cents a piece. It is better than the bamboo slips. Maybe I will be lucky."

Okay, I can really buy a few!"

Xiao Zhengtai had already sent people to promote the white paper before, and with the free publicity provided by the long-term workers after they returned home, almost everyone in Xianyang City knew the uses and benefits of the white paper!

"Young Master, look, as soon as our couplet was thrown out, someone was already coming towards us!"

Seeing those people gathering in the direction of the paper mill like ants, Wang Li stood in the basket of the hot air balloon and shouted excitedly.

"Well, that's right, this is my master's purpose!"

There were no loudspeakers in this era, so this was the simplest, quickest, novel, high-grade and effective publicity method he could think of.

"Okay, the goal is achieved, let's go down too!"

"Uh, okay!"

Wang Li looked around twice, seeming to be reluctant to leave, completely forgetting how nervous he was when he first came up.

"How are we going to get down?"

The hot air balloon is floating in the air. Although it is held by a rope, they are flying too high and the rope may not be able to hold it.

Thinking of this, Wang Li suddenly panicked.

Isn’t it going to be floating in the sky all the time from now on?

Then you will starve to death in a few days?

"Since I have a way to come up, I will naturally have a way to get down...!"

Xiao Zhengtai smiled mysteriously, took out the kettle prepared in advance, handed it to Wang Li, "Put out part of the charcoal fire!"

"Destroyed?" Wang Li was puzzled.

"That's right! The reason why the hot air balloon can rise is because of this big pot of charcoal fire. The stronger the fire, the higher the hot air balloon will fly. On the contrary, if we extinguish some of the charcoal fire, we can land smoothly!"

Xiao Zhengtai briefly explained the principles of hot air balloons.

"So that's it!"

Wang Li looked vaguely understanding, raised the kettle towards the charcoal fire and started pouring it.

Wow...

"Okay, enough is enough, if we water it any more we will fall to death!"

This guy is really honest, he poured most of the pot of water.

"Hurry and grab the hanging basket!"

Whoosh...

Hot air balloons are made of sheepskin and are much heavier than those of later generations. After losing a lot of heat, they fall very quickly.

"What's going on up there? What's going on? Why is the hot air balloon going down?"

"Isn't it because Feitian failed?"

"Will the young master be in danger?"

"Everyone reach out your hands and get ready to catch the young master!"

…

Seeing the hot air balloon descending continuously, the ministers below all panicked.

Fortunately, His Majesty was not allowed to go up, otherwise there would be danger and the consequences would be unpredictable!

Feng Jie, Zhao Cheng and others also pretended to be worried and stretched out their hands to catch it, but there was still a faint smile on the corners of their mouths, and they thought to themselves: It would be best to drop it faster, so as to kill this kid directly.

"Young Master, look, everyone seems to think that we are going to fall, so they are stretching out their hands to catch us!"

Wang Li held the hanging basket tightly with both hands and stuck his head out to look at the situation below.

Xiao Zhengtai rolled her eyes and ignored him!

It’s not all your fault, you put out too many charcoal fires at once!

Rub... rub rub...

The hot air balloon continued to descend and soon fell to the ground.

"call……"

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief.

Only Feng Jie, Li Xin and others were sighing secretly, "Alas..."

Why is this kid so lucky? No matter what he does, he will never die!

We just flew so high, it would be great if something unexpected happened!

"Princess Yinman, you don't know, it's so fun to fly in the sky, but the people below are like ants!"

After getting out of the hanging basket, Wang Li immediately jumped into the crowd and told everyone about his feelings in heaven.

Little Zhengtai came to Ying Zheng and said hello, "Father, how about using my trick to promote the paper mill?"

"Well, that's right. Everyone in Xianyang City can see it, but you kid can figure it out!"

Ying Zheng smiled and nodded.

"Young master, you don't know that since you flew into the sky, more and more people have come to our paper mill. Zhang Liang and Yu Wenxuan are so busy in the shop that they are hitting the back of their heads, and several boxes have been filled with copper coins!"

Fan Kuai happily came to report.

There is no stock in the shop now, everything is reserved. If you don't make a reservation, you may not be able to get the paper in the next month!

Yu Wenxuanguang was so tired that his hands cramped just by recording the money, quantity and address!

"What does this mean? I will be busier than now in the future!"

This is only the first day of opening. As the paper mill’s popularity increases, it will probably be even busier than today!

The salary of one thousand cash per month is not free!

When the paper mill is on track, the next step is printing.

There is no system reward for this thing, I already learned it when I was in elementary school.

Carve characters into the clay, brush them with ink, and then lay them on white paper.

When the time comes, let Huang Yuan lead people to study it, and it will probably be built in a short time!

In the past two days, he has sent people to take over the shop next to him and plans to open a bookstore there!

Not in the name of the royal family, but himself!

Buying paper from the paper mill, printing it into books, and then selling it to the people can not only make money, but also allow the people to read a lot and increase their knowledge!
Chapter completed!