Chapter 64 (1/2)

Chapter 64: Father Emperor’s Gift

“Hehe, thanks,” Hong Xiabao chuckled and said. “Aiya, don’t just sit there blindly! Quickly, grab some meat and eat! The dishes are getting cold…”

“Ah, I agree. Everybody eat!” Fang Xinghan also asked everybody to start eating. This ninth prince has always had surprises for people. Who knows how his brain works — ideas seem to always pop up in his mind. And those are not ordinary ideas, they are mostly brilliant.

“Xiaobao ah,” Fang Xinghan drank some beer and said, “I brought these craftsmen here. Is your Living Printing Technique…” As always, he had this in mind all the time.

“The initial moulds are done. After eating, I’ll bring you Uncle Fang to have a look.” Hong Xiaobao drank some fish soup and sighed satisfactorily. “Aiya, seems like my culinary skill has improved yet again. This fish soup is great! Let’s drink together everyone!”

Everyone cheered and very quickly, the dishes were swept.

After filling his stomach with wine and food, Hong Xiaobao casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve before burping. “Zhao Four, regarding the moulds, are they baked yet? Let me see.”

“Yes Your Majesty, they’re done.” Zhao Four went to retrieve the moulds and soon showed them to Hong Xiaobao, “Have a look. They are still hot now. I was afraid that they would crack if I used high heat, and so I tuned down the fire for a bit. It seems quite successful.”

“Not bad, you’re quite smart!” Hong Xiaobao commended him and pa.s.sed the moulds to Fang Xinghan, “Uncle Fang, take a look.”

“En, let me see!” Fang Xinghan carefully took over the 3 moulds which were all around the size of his thumbnail. On the main side of the moulds, each mould had ‘Hong’, ‘Xiao’, and ‘Bao’ three words. He immediately said, “En, not bad, not bad! Let me try!” He then went to take a piece of paper, brush the moulds with black ink and slowly pressed the paper on the moulds. In an instant, the paper had ‘Hong Xiaobao’ written on it.

After that, Fang Xinghan arranged the order and repeated the process. This time, it was ‘Xiaobao Hong’.

“Great! Great!” Fang Xinghan was overjoyed. “This idea is ingenious! As long as the moulds don’t break, we’re able to print whatever and however we want! Why hasn’t anyone thought of this for the past few thousand years. What a pity…”

Qingqing was looking from the side with her bright eyes. She then looked at Jian Pu and realized she was shocked as well.

The concept of Living Printing Technique was actually rather simple. However, the one who could thought of this idea was simply a genius.

“Ah, this will not do. Hehe.” Hong Xiaobao curled his finger around his hair and suddenly remembered something. “I forgot something, the backside of the moulds should be carved with words as well. Otherwise, arranging the words in the future would be inconvenient.” Hong Xiaobao immediately took out his small knife and started to carved the exact same words on the other side of the moulds. He then tried to rearrange the words. As he expected, it was much less time-consuming since both sides could be used to print.

“After making a frame for each mould, it would be perfect by then.” Hong Xiaobao smiled and looked at the craftsmen from afar. “That uncle over there, can you come here for a while? I want to ask you something!”

“Your Majesty,” one of the craftsmen walked towards Hong Xiaobao. “Please ask.”