I am reborn as a lord in Rome

On the third day after taking a hundred gold coins from Mikoyan, Gauguin was ordered to gather four hundred slaves hired from various estates to the bank of the river by the mill to build a shed and a stove.

Prior to this, in addition to repairing temples and city walls, no one in Seneca City would have called in so many slaves at one time, so this became news in Seneca City again, and it also made Woolley famous again.

Under the supervision of ten slave foremen led by Gauguin, the cornfields that originally belonged to the temple changed from day to day, and the stone walls on the banks of the river continued to grow, grow taller and thicker as the ox carts carrying large stones moved more and more between the quarries and the riverbank.

Ditches were excavated, fences were built, the ground was leveled, houses were built...... The four hundred slaves were busy day and night, but the inhabitants who watched out of curiosity became fewer and fewer, for they could not see anything after the wall had reached a certain height.

Soon a large quantity of timber and the good carpenters of Seneca also arrived, and they lived in the walls to make doors, windows, grids, and some rectangular frames, and after they had finished these rectangular frames, some of the slaves who had been specially selected by their ingenuity would wrap around the bottom of the frame and soak in oil for a long time, and it looked like they were making cages for sifting sand.

During this period, Woolley invited Mikoyan to visit the construction site twice, and each time he returned to the temple, Mikoyan would count a hundred gold coins from the cash chest with pain and anxiety, but at the same time full of longing, and then have Pompeii deliver them to Woolley.

After a month and a half, the number of slaves on the site had been halved, and four stone mills, slightly smaller than those used in the mill, were sent into the site overnight, and when they had been pushed to their respective destinations and installed, Woolley himself locked the doors of the four houses and then threw the keys to Gauguin.

While he was doing so, Nepton was in the slave room of the White Stone Building earnestly teaching the twelve newly purchased young slaves, including the operation of stone grinding and crushing, the selection of raw materials, and the uniform crushing and drying, which were not the preserve of Nepton—it had been Woolley who had taught him some time before.

After another month had passed, Woolley received a fourth hundred gold coins from Mikoyan, and when he gave sixty of them to Gauguin to settle the final wages for the craftsmen and the lords of the estate, Gauguin made a serious suggestion: "Master Woolley, since we have eight mules, why don't we just raise one more?" In that case, Master Woolley will be able to travel in a mule cart instead of walking as he is now, and forgive me for being presumptuous, for the carpenters have thought this because the carpenters, in gratitude for your generosity, have quietly made you a cart out of the best parts of the wood, and before leaving, they have entrusted me to convey to Master Woolley that it would be their honor to see him riding in the car they have made. "

Oh, and that?" said Woolley, frowning, "how much does a mule cost?" No, I'm asking a horse.

"The price of a war horse is usually more than thirty gold coins, and the average middle-aged cart puller is four times that of a mule, about six gold coins. Gauguin replied.

"Alas, a horse can be worth the price of several slaves. Woolley sighed, patted the sawdust on his sleeve, and commanded, "Go to the temple and find the priest of Pompeii, and let him tell the high priest of Mikoyan that I need his help with a horse."

Gao Guin was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly said: "That's not good, Young Master Wu Lai, Your Excellency the High Priest is the messenger of God Amun."

"If you want to go, you can go, anyway, the temple has a surplus of horses, and you don't have to let the high priest pay for it himself." With that, Woolley turned around and walked to the warehouse where the filter was stored.

"The other party is the high priest. Gauguin muttered quietly as he walked towards the door.

The next day, Nepton and his twelve slaves moved into what Woolley called a paper mill, and soon a field internship began.

As Woolley watched, Niepton folded his arms proudly as he roamed around, inspecting, and scolding the twelve slaves.

"Stupid! you have to blindfold the mule before it spun in circles

!" "Bastard! how many times have I told you that montmorillonite must be crushed to the finest level!"

"You're too slow! Your breakfast goes into your head with your poop, isn't it?"

"Fool! Big fool! It's all white, but this pile is montmorillonite! That pile is kaolinite

!" "Stupid! Look what you've done?! Do you dare to throw the wheat stalks into the pool like this?!Is your skin itchy?

" Gauguin looked interesting, and at the same time a little curious, and saw that Woolley was in a good mood, so he tentatively asked: "Master Woolley, these things can make paper?"

"Of course. Woolley replied.

"And what is the function of montmorillonite and kaolinite?" asked Gauguin again.

"Gauguin. Woolley looked sideways at Gauguin, the smile on his face had disappeared, "This is the secret, the secret of the god Amun, I have promised High Priest Mikoyan, if my men tell this secret, I will throw him under the stone mill and crush him into a pile of pulp."

Gauguin subconsciously shuddered, and hurriedly said, "I'm sorry Young Master Woolley, I won't ask again."

"Such a secret needs to be kept strictly guarded, and I need at least four guards in addition to loyalty. Woolley shifted his gaze to the soaking pool, "Gauguin, accompany me to the temple in a moment." "

Yes, Master Woolley. Gauguin nodded.

......

Twenty days later, the paper mill produced the first batch of paper, a hundred of which were neatly cut and used as paper patterns, carried by Gauguin into the White Stone Building, and respectfully delivered to Woolley.

After checking the paper patterns one by one, Woolley nodded with satisfaction, in this era, a group of slaves can do this degree of paper under their own half-drawn professor, but it is about the same, at least, although the paper is a little yellowed, its fineness, flexibility and smoothness have reached Woolley's expectations.

"Set the car, take these paper patterns. Woolly straightened his cuffs, "Send me to the temple." "

It's time to collect the final payment. A smile crossed Woolley's face.

When he saw the stack of papers, Mikoyan's face showed uncontrollable ecstasy.

"This, this is made?" Mikoyan caressed and examined carefully, a little unable to believe his eyes.

"yes, I haven't had a break for more than two months in order to build it sooner. Woolley's face showed a deep tiredness, and he reminded weakly, "There are still many balances yet."

"I know, I know. Although Mikoyan said this, his eyes were still attached to the stack of papers

, "How is the yield? Also, have you set the price?" "An average of fifty sheets can be produced every day, and each one is six cubits long and four cubits wide after cutting, which is equivalent to three parchment books, but compared to parchment, it is easier to damage after all, so I suggest that the price of each one be set at two silver coins, what do you think?" Woolley asked tentatively, although he had saved Juqi's thoughts early in the morning, Woolley still didn't dare to let the price go up further, although these papers looked good, but their quality could not be compared with the era of the world in which he lived, at best, that is, bleached, calendered straw paper, in terms of cost alone, the cost of this hundred pieces of paper was only two silver coins.

"Two?" Michael frowned and pondered for a moment, "In other words

, their cost is about one silver coin, right?" Wu Lai was stunned, and said in his heart Where did you get the formula for the function, but the answer was already given in his mouth: "Your Excellency the High Priest is really intelligent and superhuman, and their cost is indeed about one silver coin, to be exact, the cost of ten pieces of paper is nine silver coins."

"Then according to our previous agreement, for every two pieces sold, I will get a share of the profit of one silver coin, right?" Mikoyan's hand left the paper.

"That's right, but before the actual mass production, I have to settle the money I owe to the merchants, and a lot of valuable raw materials have already been used up in this trial production. Woolley replied with a serious face.

"No problem, I'll give you the rest of the gold in a moment, but I have to deduct the money you entrusted me to buy the four guards on my behalf. After Mikoyan finished smiling, his right hand pressed on the paper stack again, and his tone became a lot more affectionate again, "Woolley, you must be the lucky one of the gods Amun, I am glad that I can meet you, besides, as you said, this kind of paper was created because of the revelation of the god Amun, so I firmly believe that since it comes from the gods, it can only be placed in the temple and open to people."

"Your Excellency, High Priest, I don't quite understand what you mean. Woolley asked with a blank expression.

Mikoyan cleared his throat, laughed, and said, "You also said that the cost of ten pieces of paper is nine silver coins, and I am your partner and benefactor, and I enjoy half of the profits, so why don't you go to the temple for all the paper produced by your paper mill, and for every hundred sheets, the temple will pay you one hundred and forty silver coins?"

Great, that's exactly what I was looking forward to, and it was a miracle that came from God and returned to God, and it couldn't be more appropriate.

"Woolley, you have to make sure that all the papers are delivered." Mikoyan was overjoyed and hit the railroad while it was hot.

"No, except for my own personal use, but I promise, for my own use only. "But I also have one condition, in order to make it smooth, the temple must ensure that the goods are paid for without delay."

"That's no problem. Mikoyan laughed and readily agreed.

"Well, today's hundred pieces of paper should be regarded as a souvenir of His Excellency the High Priest, the benefactor of the benefactor. Woolley said with a smile.

"Woolley, you're so polite. Mikoyan was even happier.

"Who made us friends, right?" said Woolley, grinning.

"Yes, yes, you wait, I'm going to get you those gold coins, to be honest, I feel very good when I see that the effort has been rewarded. Mikoyan laughed.

"Each other, each other. Woolley nodded, and said in his heart that I was happier than you.

After a while, Woolley walked out of the temple with a leather bag, which contained three hundred gold coins, three hundred shekels, which was not a small amount.

Alas, science is indeed the primary productive force, and it is too easy to earn. Woolley thought to himself as he walked towards Gauguin, who was waiting by the carriage.

"Young Master Wu Lai, let me help you. Gauguin greeted him.

Woolley nodded, and suddenly asked: "Gauguin, how much does it cost to buy Grendor Manor?" Gauguin

was stunned, and when he looked at Woolley's expression seriously, he didn't seem to be joking, so he hesitated and shook his head: "Young Master Woolley, I really don't know, but when Master Simon was alive, he once said that the entire Grindor Manor is worth at least a few thousand gold coins.

"He's bragging. Woolley pursed his lips and handed the leather bag to Gauguin, in his eyes, the houses and land of the Glyndor Manor were not worth so much.

That night, the slaves in the White Stone House and the Paper Mill were rewarded with a pound of jerky, and Gauguin was rewarded with a gold coin. In the hall of the Seneca Temple, Mikoyan showed the stack of papers to the gathered priests with a dignified face, and then said: "The grace of Amun has once again bathed Seneca, and the paper you see is called 'Gift of Mercy', because its appearance can save more lambs from slaughter, can make the divine code spread farther and more thoroughly, and can also make all those who need to use paper no longer complain about the ...... price

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