Medium-Quality Paper

"Holy crap! Who is it?" Ma Feifei was startled by the sudden voice. He looked around and found that apart from Yi He, there was only a maid standing to the side serving him. There was no one else in the hall.

Moreover, although the voice was completely unfamiliar, it had a teasing tone, indicating that it was not an enemy hostile to Ma Feifei, but rather someone who was very familiar with Ma Feifei.

"Master Scribe, what are you looking for?" Yi He saw Ma Feifei looking around.

Ma Feifei snapped out of her reverie, smiled, and shook her head, saying, "No, I just really liked the furnishings in this hall, so I took a few more glances at them."

He knew nothing about furnishings; he was just making up an excuse.

Yi He naturally noticed Ma Feifei's perfunctory attitude, so she didn't ask any further questions. She nodded slightly and sat quietly opposite Ma Feifei, waiting for the servants to bring Wang Han over.

As for Ma Feifei, his face remained expressionless, but his heart was in turmoil as he kept thinking about the source of the voice he had just heard. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't find the answer he wanted.

The atmosphere became extremely awkward.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere didn't last long. Soon, there was a commotion outside, and two men in black carried in a sack.

"Miss, the person has been brought here." An elderly man in a butler's uniform followed in and whispered to Yi He.

Upon hearing this, Yi He glanced at Ma Feifei, and only after receiving Ma Feifei's permission did he instruct, "Open it and let Wang the papermaker out."

"Yes!" The old man responded and waved his hand. The two men in black carrying the sack put it down and untied the bags inside.

"Waaaaah"

The person inside the sack struggled, and just as the sack was untied, they leaped out. Who else could it be but Wang Han?

The moment his view opened up, Wang Han instinctively looked around. His eyes immediately fell on Yi He at the opposite table, a slight look of surprise in his eyes. Then, glancing to the other side, his face lit up with shock, and he exclaimed, "Shopkeeper!"

"Hurry up and help Wang Shi up!" Yi He shouted in a deep voice when he saw that Wang Han recognized Ma Feifei.

The man in black quickly helped Wang Han up, and Wang Han did not refuse, as one of his legs was already somewhat inconvenient.

"Shopkeeper!" Wang Han limped over to Ma Feifei's side, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself.

Last night, after leaving the paper mill and not seeing Ma Feifei, he and Li Chenzhou went out to look for him. However, this morning they discovered that the entire Yong'an City was under a manhunt for Ma Feifei, which shocked Wang Han and Li Chenzhou.

How dare Yong'an Prefecture issue a warrant for the arrest of a figure of the highest rank, a Book Emperor?

Most importantly, Ma Feifei didn't return home all night, which instantly chilled Wang Han and Li Chenzhou's hearts. After all, they now had a certain relationship with Ma Feifei, and if the investigation traced back to them, wouldn't they be implicated and punished?

Just like when someone suddenly knocked on the door at home, Wang Han didn't dare to open it at all. He immediately thought that the person outside was there to arrest Ma Feifei, so in the end, the other party Sheer Force broke in, knocked him down, tied him up, and took him away. Even Li Chenzhou was knocked unconscious after putting up a little resistance, and we don't know what his condition is now.

"Don't worry, I'm fine. How's your progress?" Ma Feifei, of course, understood what Wang Han meant and waved his hand to ask.

"The method taught in 'Tian Gong Kai Wu' is so simple. After the paper is pressed, it is directly evaporated with Spiritual Power, and a sheet of paper is made. Moreover, no cooling is required in the process, and it can support a day and a night of uninterrupted work." Speaking of this, Wang Han's face showed excitement, especially praising the papermaking method taught in 'Tian Gong Kai Wu'.

"All the materials are used up?" Ma Feifei was slightly surprised. He thought that Wang Han would need at least ten days to half a month to finish making paper from so many materials, but he didn't expect that he could turn them into paper in just one day.

"It's all used up..." Wang Han paused abruptly, glanced at Yi He across from him, and then fell silent.

"It's alright, Yi He is one of us." Ma Feifei chuckled. There was no need to hide this from Yi He; it wasn't anything shameful.

"Master Scribe, are you making paper yourself?" Yi He asked softly.

Ma Feifei nodded and said, "Yes, I've done some small business. Yi He, would you like to buy some paper from me?"

He was just joking casually, but to his surprise, Yi He replied with great interest, "Okay!"

"Uh..." Ma Feifei was taken aback, and looked at Yi He, asking, "Are you really going to buy it?"

Yi He nodded and replied, "Of course, but I wonder what the quality of the paper you make is like Master Scribe?"

Seeing that Yi He's words were true, Ma Feifei was unsure what to do for a moment, so he glanced at Wang Han and gestured for him to take out a finished piece of paper.

As it happened, Wang Han had brought some finished paper with him. He took out a piece of finished paper from his ring and placed it on the table in front of Yi He.

Yi He picked up the paper on the table and examined it closely, a slight surprise in her eyes. She then ran her hand over it, her surprise growing stronger. "I never imagined that the Master Scribe is not only a distinguished author, but also possesses extraordinary papermaking skills. This is actually the most widely circulated medium-quality paper on the market."

Currently, the quality of paper produced on the Book Battle Continent is generally divided into four different grades: the lowest is low quality, followed by medium quality, high quality, and finally, perfect quality paper.

Different grades of paper will certainly produce different effects; the higher the grade of paper, the easier it is for authors to write high-quality books.

However, the prices of paper of different qualities are certainly very different. Perfect quality paper is very expensive on the market, and because it is very rare, it is not the choice of most authors. The lowest grade of paper is the cheapest, but it is the worst. So this type of paper is usually bought for doodles, and few authors will use it to write books.

Ultimately, medium and high quality became the preferred choices for most authors.

"Only medium quality!" Ma Feifei was somewhat disappointed after hearing Yi He's words. The first-level begonia seeds purchased from the System Shop could only produce medium-quality paper, which was really a letdown.

"It's already very good. May I ask how many sheets of paper Master Scribe has? Yi He is willing to buy them all at 30% above the market price. What do you say?" Yi He clearly loved the paper made by Ma Feifei. He held it in his hand, reluctant to put it down, and the purchase price he offered was very attractive, actually buying it at 30% above the market price.