Those who ran to the west suburb saw that on a vacant lot, a row of large vats were set up. Lin Quan had someone bring over a table and he stood on it, shouting at the crowd surrounding him, "Line up in order! One batch is 150 people, two days make one batch. Those who can learn will be considered to have learned, those who cannot will go ask for help from someone who has already learned."

  "Masters also have to work, so they can only teach you for twenty days at most. Come in order."

  As soon as this was said, everyone rushed forward, shouting: "I came first! I came first!"

  Lin Quan asked someone to record the registration and he himself pulled a table aside to wait for the first batch of registered people.

  Auntie had specifically reminded me that some things must be emphasized again and again.

  So when the previous one hundred and fifty people came over with sweat all over their heads, he stood up and loudly proclaimed: "Can you read?"

  Everyone shook their heads, and Lin Quan sighed: "Actually, making paper is not difficult, but it's a bit difficult to learn everything in two days. So, Master said that you must remember it in your heart, if you can't remember, write it down on paper. You don't know how to write, but you can draw, right? Just draw pictures that you know what they mean."

  The crowd was in an uproar, and it seemed they had never tried this before.

  "Which one of you has a better memory and is more skilled with their hands? Let them come, this should be manageable, right?" Lin Quan shouted: "Today's class hasn't started yet, it will begin tomorrow. You all go back home and discuss it among yourselves. If one person learns it, the whole family can learn it. First, you must master the craft."

  The crowd stirred, and a man in the middle raised his hand and asked: "That, can my wife come? Her memory is much better than mine."

  "Of course," Lin Quan's face broke into a smile, "men and women, young and old, are all welcome to come and learn."

  As soon as this was said, everyone started discussing and arguing, "If you say who is the most skilled with their hands, it's still my younger brother who is the best. When clothes at home were broken, he only saw my mother mend them once, and then he could mend them even better than my mother."

  "My mother has a good memory, don't look at her age, she can still remember things from three years ago clearly."

  "Then I'll let my dad come instead, he knows some carpentry and will definitely be better at these tasks than me."

  "My sister is only twelve, I don't know if she's willing to come..."

  Anyway, family members learned that they can learn slowly, Lin said a lot, change to a stupid one to learn, two days may not be able to learn, it is said that you can ask someone who knows how to do it, but who knows if the person who knows how to do it will teach them?

  Even if they are willing to teach, they will definitely not be good at asking others to teach for free, and eventually they will have to give some money or goods.

  Lin repeated these words four or five times with a dry mouth and tongue, seeing no one around, he finally let out a sigh of relief and lay down on the table.

  Although he was happy to be reused after following his aunt, he was really tired. It seemed that except for those two days during the Chinese New Year, he had never been idle.

  Lin Quan wiped the sweat from his forehead and let out a sorrowful sigh.

  Lin Shun brought over a lunchbox, "Dad, let's eat."

  Lin stood up, staring at him with wide eyes and asked in a hoarse voice, "How did you come here? Aren't you busy with the land?"

  Lin Shun smiled and said: "It's all right, everyone is busy almost the same, just finished transplanting seedlings in the field, other farm work is not urgent."

  These two days suddenly dropped in temperature, and since the seedlings weren't very tall either, Old Lady Lin told them to wait a bit before fertilizing again.

  Lin took over the food box and saw that there was a packet of throat-soothing tea inside, so he picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, sighing: "Good job, kid."

  Lin Shun smiled and looked around, asking, "Why are there so few people coming?"

  "Never mind, let them be," Lin Quan said with a swing of his leg. "When they hear the true news tomorrow, they'll come naturally. Anyway, we're only teaching 1,500 people, no more than that."

  Lin Shun worried, "Dad, you said so many people have learned the craft, what about our family's paper mill?"

  Lin Zhuang ate with a big mouth and said carelessly: "Auntie isn't in a hurry, why are you? Haven't you seen that the paper mill has already reduced production?"

  "Don't worry, Auntie won't lose out."

  It's just that he earns less money, in the past he would also feel distressed, but in these two years he has come to realize that his wife is not a person who loves money.

  Otherwise, it wouldn't be necessary to teach so many skills.

  Lin Quan sighed and said, "The masters are not in a hurry, but these servants are always anxious to death, it's useless."

  Lin Chuan finished his meal, saw no one coming, was about to pat his butt and get up, when suddenly a cloud of dust rose from the direction of the city gate. His eyes narrowed, he immediately covered his food box.

  There's still some uneaten food inside...

  As soon as the idea fell, several ragged half-grown children ran to his side in a flash, panting and looking up at him, "Sir, Lin's family teaches papermaking, can we learn?"

  Lin Quan looked back and saw a group of half-grown boys and children behind him, all covered in dirt. The weather was still not warm, but the clothes on their bodies were only enough to cover half of them.

  No need to ask, Lin Quan already knew who they were.

  Beggars roaming around in the streets and alleys of Suzhou city.

  Lin Quan shook his lips, just about to refuse, when Lin Shun pulled on his father's sleeve and added: "The lady is kind-hearted, she may not necessarily refuse."

  Lin Quan furrowed his brow and asked, "Are you all from the south?"

  "No, our home is in the north. We have people from all over here," The leading young man hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you still choose places when accepting people?"

  "Not choosing is just asking," Lin looked at him condescendingly, and then glanced at the children behind him. Seeing that they were all looking at him with eager eyes, he couldn't help but feel a headache and said: "You can learn, but you're not in the same group, are you? You can't take up so many places. Choose ten people to come, learn it yourself, and then go teach them."

  The young man's eyes lit up, and without thinking, he knelt down and said, "Thank you, sir."

  Lin Quan waved his hand in disgust and said, "Don't kneel to me, my wife is kind-hearted. If she knew about this, she would definitely agree too. You should thank her instead."

  The children heard this and immediately turned around and rushed towards the direction of Lin's villa, knocking their heads three times with a "bang bang bang" sound.

  The young man in front said: "When we have money, we will set up a longevity tablet for our aunt!"

  The children chorused in unison: "Yes!"

  Lin Qingyan, who was sitting at home, couldn't help but let out a sneeze.

  She rubbed her nose and asked, "How is it outside?"

  Bai Mei replied: "It sounds like a big commotion, isn't the young lady going to take a look?"

  Lin Qingwan shook her head, "I won't go, I'll wait for guests at home."

  "Guest?" Bai Mei asked in doubt, "Are we expecting guests at home today?"

  Lin Qingyan said softly: "There will always be guests coming."

  Others she was uncertain about, but Zhou Zhi was definitely coming; such a big thing had happened under his jurisdiction, and it would be strange if he didn't come.

  Compared to the hustle and bustle of the empty land, Wen Garden is another scene. A group of Confucian scholars with wide sleeves are now sitting cross-legged on the mat, talking in a low voice, "I don't know why Brother Lin invited us here, it doesn't seem like we're going to have a literary meeting."

  "After passing the imperial examination, everyone is busy checking their answers, where do they have time to attend a literary gathering?"

  Lin You brought a stack of papers with a smile and handed them over to the servants, who distributed them one by one.

  "Gentlemen, I've invited you all here today for two reasons. Firstly, it's to discuss the exam papers after passing the imperial examination; secondly, there's something I want to say later on." Lin You smiled and pointed at the paper in everyone's hands: "This is the 'Lin Jun Paper' produced by my family, even if you haven't used it before, you should have heard of it, right?"

  Someone chuckled and said, "Few people haven't used it before. Brother Lin, you shouldn't be promoting your own paper today, right? Don't worry, we're already using it."

  Everyone burst out laughing. A few carefree listeners heard this and immediately relaxed, leaning against the case table, saying: "Don't worry, we'll definitely support you. We'll send someone to buy two more knives later."

  "Brother Wei is so petty, Brother Lin made an appearance and only bought two knives, you should at least buy a dozen or twenty knives to make it worth Brother Lin's while."

  Lin You knew they were joking and didn't get annoyed, smiling and saying: "Now Lin Jun's paper is selling very well, if Auntie knew I was recommending it to friends, she wouldn't be happy, the paper mill has too many orders."

  The scholars heard this and lost their smiles, "Brother Lin has come today to show off to us?"

  "Just a heads up, Lin Jun Paper may not be able to withstand the pressure and raise prices in the future."

  Everyone's smile froze as soon as they heard the news, and more than half of the students were already getting restless, unable to help but ask: "Why do you want to raise prices? Didn't you say before that there wouldn't be a price increase?"

  This paper is something that ordinary people can have or not, but for these students who read books, it is a must-have. Today, most of the invited guests are from humble backgrounds, except for Lu Yu and a few other young masters of the Lu family, no one dares to say they come from a noble family.

  Even Luyu brothers occasionally practiced writing with rough paper, let alone them?

  The price of grass paper has risen, and they are the most direct beneficiaries.

  Lin You raised his hand to quiet them and said, "Everyone has been busy with the imperial examination recently, perhaps you don't know yet. The Minister of Rites, Chen, led a impeachment against my aunt for maliciously suppressing paper prices, disrupting the market, and causing many artisans to lose their jobs. This has been going on for two months now. My aunt has already submitted two memorials in her defense, but it's uncertain whether they will be effective."

  The scholars rose up in indignation, pounding the table and shouting: "They can just sit idly by and collect their pay, but must they also force others to join them in their corruption?"

  "I've long thought that paper prices are too high, how can a sheet of paper be more expensive than a dou of rice? In the great Tang dynasty, there was no such price. Now it's easy to find someone selling cheaper paper, but they still force people to raise prices, is this not giving us bookworms a way to live?"

  "Chen Shangshu is also from a humble background, he should know that it's not easy for us to study, why does he have to target us like this?"

  "Most likely he also has a paper mill and bookstore in his hands, Lin's is blocking someone else's way."

  "It is an iron law that court officials cannot engage in business..."

  "Hmph, an iron law that no one follows!"

  "Lin blocked other people's way, but those others want to block our way too. We can't just let them get away with it."

  Lin You saw that they were getting more and more agitated, with a few already rolling up their sleeves to go protest at the Shi Fu, immediately raised his hand and said: "Everyone don't be too agitated, my aunt isn't someone who can be easily bullied, she naturally has her own way of dealing with things."