Seeing the thing in Hetty's hand, Gawain had already guessed what it was, with surprise on his face: "So fast?"
"A royal scholar who specializes in grammar heard that the lord wanted to issue a 'newspaper', and he took the initiative to respond to the call. Mr. Nicholas egg also heard about this, and directly helped to make a metal plate, so that the first issue The sample issue can be published as soon as possible," Hetty said, smiling and handing the sample issue to Gao Wen, "Of course, only the sample issue can be like this. If a large number of publications are to be issued in the future, the traditional plate-making process must be used, or Wait until your new printing press is built."
Gao Wen accepted the issue of the newspaper while nodding, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart.
After such a long time of hard work, he finally began to reproduce some familiar things in this world—whether it was chess or billiards, or the newspaper in front of him. Although it was indeed made for the development of the territory, it was hard to say that there was nothing Selfless, watching these things that he is familiar with and from his previous life appear in this world little by little, his sense of accomplishment is no less than the day he made the first magic engine work.
In this world with strange physical rules, how many things can he reproduce that reminds him of his hometown
The scent of ink with a slight grassy smell prepared by the local recipe floated into his nostrils. He gently rubbed the paper in his hand: it felt a little rough to the touch, and the thickness was also very thin. This was called "mortar paper" Cheap paper is the product of Ansu's mature papermaking technology. It is much cheaper than the hoarfrost paper used by nobles to write official letters. It is made of hemp grass, snake vine or giant wood. This cheap paper is used by apprentices.
After the industrialization of the territory developed day by day, Gao Wen replaced the traditional manual process with more efficient industrial choppers, pulverizers, mixers and other equipment, so that the cost of this cheap paper dropped sharply, and the quality also improved. The improvement made it a common paper in the territory, and because of its strong curing effect on the ink of engraving printing, it also became the best carrier for the first issue of Cecil Weekly.
On the header of the newspaper, "Cecil Weekly" is printed in large cursive letters, and next to it, the year, month, day and the name of the publisher are written in a smaller font—this is Gawain's intention. required.
Then came the main text of the newspaper, which began with a large section praising the mountains in the south and the waves of the Baishui River, followed by poetic praises of clouds and wind, followed by an analysis of wine and an overview of heraldry... Gawain breathed a sigh of relief At the end, I saw a piece of common sense at the end of the newspaper: how to season steak with wine.
He silently put down the newspaper, his serious expression startled Hetty, who asked cautiously: "Is there something wrong with the ancestors?"
"Have you seen it?" Gawain raised his eyelids and looked into Hetty's eyes and asked.
"...read it," Hetty nodded slightly, "the content inside is very elegant, without any knowledge or grammatical errors."
Gao Wen sighed imperceptibly, and really wanted to say "shit doesn't make sense" in his heart, but considering the image problem in front of his eldest granddaughter, he still held back this sentence, and shook his head slightly: "It's useless, It doesn't meet my requirements at all."
"Huh?" Hetty didn't expect such an evaluation, and she was surprised, "Why..."
"Newspapers are for common people, at least the 'Cecil Weekly' I launched is for common people," Gawain said without waiting for Hetty to finish speaking, "its value lies in whether common people need it and can understand it , would you like to read it—praise the mountains and waves, lament the clouds and the wind, and teach people how to season steak with red wine? Do you think that after this newspaper is printed, 60,000 to 70,000 people in the main city of Cecil and the Kant area will have How much can you understand it?"
Hetty was startled for a moment, and then immediately realized the problem: "... I seem to understand."
"This kind of study of 'elegant culture' is not worthless. One day in the future, when our people have enough leisure and knowledge to appreciate mountains and rivers, and have enough food to study red wine and steak, These things will naturally be valuable, but at this stage, in a newspaper that is distributed throughout the territory, we don’t need such things,” Gao Wen threw the sample magazine on the table, “I will list it in the plan. I have listed the main sections required by the newspaper, including common sense of life, news inside and outside the territory, etc., but now it seems that it is not enough to just list these sections. I have to explain the content requirements of each section... Well, you go Get the man who edits the newspaper, and I'll talk to him face to face."
Hetty took the order immediately: "Okay."
It didn't take long for Hetty to bring a gray-haired man in a bachelor's gray robe.
Gao Wen raised his eyes and looked at the Wangdu scholar who volunteered to edit the newspaper. He saw some nervousness and awe in this old man who seemed to be about fifty years old, but it was more of a scholar's unique, self-consciousness. The kind of confidence you are good at. The old gentleman was wearing the gray gown with complicated laces that scholars like most in this era. His gray hair was neatly combed behind his head. He was a little stooped, probably because he had been sitting at a desk for a long time. But he was still tall—half a head taller than Hetty.
"I salute you, my lord," the old gentleman bent down in front of Gao Wen, "your heroic past resounds throughout the kingdom."
"You don't need to be polite, Mr. Godwin Orlando," Gao Wen knew the name of the Royal Capital scholar in front of him from the editor's signature of the newspaper, and he said bluntly, "Do you know what I asked you for? "
"Ms. Hetty said that the 'newspaper' I wrote did not meet your requirements." Godwin was a little nervous, but replied as calmly as possible. "It's not a grammatical error, but the content doesn't meet the requirements."
"What I need is a reading material that can be read by ordinary people," Gao Wen said, pointing to the sample magazine on the table, "Here, what I need is straightforward information describing the price changes of wheat and various vegetables, not aria To describe the changes in the history of Baishui River, here, what I want is the news of the expansion of the new city, not to discuss how many heraldic variants there are for the nobles in the south, and here—people don’t think about how to bring a whole bottle of red wine Interested in seasoning steaks, they are more concerned about how to pancake, how to harvest wheat, and how to filter out the residue in ale. Of course, it is not that these things you write are worthless-these things are useful in many fields , but in this newspaper, they are not needed for the time being.”
Listening to Gawain describing what a real popular newspaper needs, the expression on Godwin's face gradually became complicated, and finally he had the opportunity to speak, and he could hardly control his tone: "My lord, if Is there any elegance in these words at your request? These printed papers have completely lost the nobility of knowledge! You want me to write on these papers and words, with quill pen and ink How do farmers pull sweetwood roots out of the ground?"
"If it were autumn, you should be writing this," Gawain leaned back in his chair, "and I remind you, Mr. Dig with a shovel, or it will all break in the ground."
A blush flashed across the face of the scholar from the royal capital, he struggled for a moment, and then spread his hands: "With all due respect, my lord, if you want something like this, then you should find a farmer to write it." , or a handyman..."
"Then there must be a grammatical error," Gao Wen said lightly, "Mr. Godwin, it seems that you are not suitable for this job, you can leave."
The royal scholar named Godwin's face twitched slightly, and he moved his footsteps slightly. Then he struggled with this posture for several seconds, and finally bent down in front of Gao Wen, with a complicated and heavy tone: " Sorry to disappoint you, it was not my intention."
After Godwin Orlando left the study, Amber's figure gradually emerged in the air behind Gawain.
Gao Wen didn't look back, but said indifferently: "This scholar's information."
"A member of the 'Grammar Research Association' and the 'Historical Secretary Association' of the Royal Capital, he has made great achievements in the fields of literature, history, and heraldry. He is the most famous of this group of scholars in the Royal Capital. In order to come to the southern border, he gave up Prospects in two academic associations and a well-paid consultancy job due to his enormous curiosity about Cecil pioneers, and his curiosity about you yourself—as I said earlier, he studies history of."
Gao Wen was thoughtful: "...do you want to study my history?"
"It can be said like this," Amber curled her lips, "everything that happened in this land is a 'historical reappearance' to him, at least he thinks so. He can be regarded as fulfilling his wish here, Except for a stumble in the newspaper."
Gao Wen's mind moved, and then an idea popped up: This historian should really study according to the current development form of the Cecil Territory and the words and deeds of "Gao Wen Cecil" after the coffin was unmasked, as a reference If the information is used to fill in the gaps in the history books, then his historical research will really be ruined...
Then he shook his head, shook the irrelevant associations out of his mind, and sighed softly: "Such a person is useful, and it is not easy for him to come to the southern border."
"His situation is not uncommon among this group of scholars from the capital," Amber nodded, and continued, "Although they have entered various departments and have adapted well in most cases, they come from another On the one hand, they are incompatible with the "new order" in this land. Scholars are a very special group. They are different from craftsmen such as craftsmen and mechanism engineers. They have knowledge and their own mature and stable logic, and they They are often very proud—most scholars have also mastered part of the knowledge of the transcendent domain, or they are relatively low-level transcendents, and this is also their proud capital."
"But these knowledgeable people must become Cecil's help." Gao Wen said lightly.