Jiayi came to the open space outside the door and prepared to let himself breeze and bask in the sun.

Recently, I have been in an underground laboratory or traveling to class in the college, and I feel that people are a little moldy.

But in fact, he only has this wish that is beautiful.

Not long after he sat outside, he saw Maggie flying over on the skateboard in a hurry, holding a big wooden box in his hand.

When he arrived in front of Jiayi, Jiayi felt a bad premonition, so he pursed his lips and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mackey smiled brightly at Jiayi. Perhaps because of the backlight, Jiayi felt that his own seemed to be flashing.

"look."

Machi only said one word, but he could hardly suppress his joy. He opened the box and handed it to Jiayi.

Jiayi stared at Machi and reached out to take it. There was a box of white paper inside. The color was not that white, slightly yellow and ivory-white, a bit like the homework book that was deliberately dyed to protect your eyesight.

Jiayi gently took out a piece of paper, and the paper was very heavy in his hand. After a closer look, it turned out to be a large piece of folded paper.

The white paper was unfolded in my hand. The paper was not cut very large. After it was unfolded, it was about 2 meters long and 1 meter wide, and about the same size as the paper curtain for paper making. It should be just to cut the edges slightly. The paper was not too thick, much thinner than the rice paper he had seen before, and slightly thicker than ordinary work books.

"This, this is very good." Jiayi looked at Machi in surprise. The quality of these papers was much better than he thought.

These papers are very flexible, and they shake with their hands to make a crisp sound. The surface of the paper is smooth. No matter which aspect, it is much better than the original paper. Although there is no writing comparison, I don’t know if it will be ink, at least the surface looks completely inferior to parchment.

Markey raised his head proudly, but with a little reserve, pointing to a small stack of paper below: "Look at this, the writing feels better than parchment, the handwriting is very clear, and it is better than on parchment. The method you gave is indeed very good."

"This is your credit, and it has nothing to do with me."

Jiayi said and picked up the paper below. This was a stack of cut paper, each piece was about the same size as parchment, but it was much more regular than parchment.

A poem was copied on the top paper:

The king in the sky, the poet is the same as you,

You appear in the storm, mocking the archer;

Once exiled to the ground, he was trapped in mockery,

The giant-like wings hinder walking.

Jiayi didn't care who wrote this poem. At least it didn't look like it was written by Maqi, which was inconsistent with her character, but the words were much more beautiful than Jiayi, and the ink traces did not have any meaning of smudged, and it looked much clearer than parchment.

Mackey spent a lot of effort this time, and this was not the first batch of paper. In order to explore the optimal craftsmanship, they made several batches of paper in a row. This batch was the best of them and specially brought them out to show off.

In order to facilitate separation after pressing, I tried it several times to add kiwi vine juice to the Chinese medicine of pulp and Chinese medicine before choosing the recipe they thought was the most suitable.

"Have you seen it for the professors?" Jiayi asked.

"Not yet, this is the plan you proposed. Of course, I will take it out for you to see first."

When Jiayi heard Machi say this, he felt a little embarrassed: "If it weren't for you, no matter how good the plan was, it would be just a plan. The credit for this time is your greatest."

Together, Jiayi and Maqi cut all the white paper into A4 size, which is smaller than ordinary parchment paper. They divided the cut paper into several small stacks and distributed it to every professor in the college to let them try it first.

The factory has not been fully built yet, and the output of white paper is still very small.

......

Two days later, as soon as Jiayi finished installing the machine at the paper mill, someone came to inform him, and Gwen asked Maggie and himself.

The two of them came to Gwen's office, and Gwen reached out to let them sit down.

At her hand was a stack of white paper, full of words and graphics, which seemed to be used as draft paper.

After the two of them sat down, Gwen picked up the white paper on the table and distributed it to them: "These are all papers you sent, which are really useful. I took them to the magazines at the college, and it is more convenient to print. I want to know, is your paper convenient to make? What is the output and cost?"

Although Maggie asked Gwen for help when he was building the paper mill, Gwen did not participate in the paper mill. If it weren't for Jiayi's foundation, Gwen would not have participated in this matter as a professor at the college.

However, because of his performance, Jiayi's position in the hearts of the professors in the college is different. So although Gwen knew that Markey was the leader of the paper mill, he still called Jiayi over.

Jiayi moved the chair back two steps and raised Machi out, making Gwen roll his eyes when he saw it.

Maggie calmed down, organized the language, and said, "Now, the output is not high, our paper mill has not been fully built yet, and it is still under construction. A batch of equipment has just been replaced and needs debugging. Now the white paper for all professors is produced in small batches, and the formula is only initially determined and needs to be adjusted later."

Maggie may have been with Jiayi for a long time. Every time he talks about things, he always likes to tell the difficulties first. Gwen couldn't help frowning after hearing so many things, and it seemed quite troublesome.

"What if there is a increase in personnel?" Gwen asked.

When he heard this, Jia Yi suddenly felt a sense of affection. When he was a programmer, the two most common sentences the project manager said were this: increase the manpower and overtime work, of course, when he said the next sentence more.

Machi thought about it and said, "The main reason is that it is not on the right track yet. Many of them are exploring, so the progress is not fast, and it will take more than a month. Then it will be faster. It can expand the mass production of the devil, but it will take time to expand the scale. There are not many skilled workers now and need to be trained."

"It turns out that only one month is enough. I thought it would take how long it would take for you to say so much." Gwen felt relieved. Hearing what Macchi just said, it seemed that it would take at least half a year to truly mass-produce white paper.

"The first volume of plant taxonomy I have written now is about to be completed. At that time, I will use your white paper to print so that I can print a little more."

Plant taxonomy is a big book. It has been more than a year now. Gwen has devoted all his previous accumulation to write the first volume and set a tone. It takes more energy to continue to replenish it later, and there will be almost no time to end it.

In fact, she was only going to write the first volume first and list some representative plants. Then look at the response and decide whether to continue. It is not realistic to justify her own classification of all plants.

What she is doing now is to set a universal standard, and then later generations fill it in it.

If a book of such a large size is to be printed, it will be too expensive. Now that there are cheap paper, Gwen immediately thought of using white paper to print. A lower cost will have a great effect on the spread of this book.

If it cannot be spread, her book will only become a background. Perhaps later generations will mention it, and some people have made any efforts.

But if it spreads and is accepted by most people, then she is the founder of this category, and no one who studies plant taxonomy can avoid her. The emergence of white paper provides great help to the spread of her book.

Of course, this also requires the appropriate classification given by her.
Chapter completed!