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Chapter 308 When the Wind Rises

In the bookstore, the woodblock engraver held a thick stack of manuscript paper.

Excluding the text, there are thirty-four detailed drawings of the dragon bone waterwheel.

From main images from various perspectives to detailed breakdowns of every part.

The diagrams even include explanations of the principles, data calculations, and even the derivation and establishment of techniques.

And how to apply techniques to different terrains, adapting to local conditions, and build different models of dragon bone waterwheels!
They were so meticulous, it was almost like they were feeding the food right to the person's mouth.

The woodblock engraver didn't actually understand numerology, but he had engraved so many pictures and texts that he knew what common construction drawings looked like.

To be honest, a main image with a few core size labels is already quite good.

Typically, it involves three versions of a single image: the original image, the skeletal structure, and the line drawing.

Once a craftsman receives the blueprints, it is almost impossible to completely manufacture them in reality without a master to teach him the details step by step.

On the one hand, this may be because some secret techniques are kept to themselves.

On the other hand, it is also because in this day and age, the drawing of blueprints has become a convention, and three versions of one blueprint are already the highest standard.

Chen Xu's set of blueprints for the dragon bone waterwheel broke the standard and raised the bar.

It opened people's eyes and showed them a completely new world.

One sheet after another, densely packed with drawings, the more the engraver looked at them, the more awe he felt.

He held the blueprints in both hands, his arms trembling slightly involuntarily, and his eyes felt a little dizzy.

If it weren't for the quick-thinking apprentice who caught him, he might have even fallen to his knees.

The woodblock engraver's lips moved, his voice trembling several times before he finally uttered, "How could this picture be printed publicly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his back was immediately soaked with cold sweat.

In a short sentence, it describes an indescribable sense of thrill and suspense.

Why can't it be published publicly?

Because once this picture is revealed, it will probably turn the entire craftsmanship upside down!
Everyone used to have a set of standards, and they lived their lives well. Even though there were some troubles in passing on the traditions, it wasn't a big problem.

As a result, suddenly a guy with no sense of martial ethics appeared out of nowhere, setting a standard that raised the entire industry's standards.

What exactly are they trying to do?
To make an enemy of the entire industry?

Or perhaps it is fame that spreads throughout the world, that it can make waves for thousands of miles, that it can ride the wind and waves, and that it can shake the heavens and the earth?

very good!
But what does all this have to do with him, a mere woodblock engraver?

Who wants to get involved in this?

With this thought in mind, the woodblock engraving master's legs, which had been supported by his apprentices, became as weak as noodles, and the two apprentices could no longer support him.

"Master!" the apprentice shouted.

The woodblock engraver collapsed to the ground; his body was so heavy that neither of his apprentices could lift him up.

Only Cui Fu sat on the chair next to him, gently tapping his teacup.

The teacup fell to the table with a thud.

Cui Fu sighed and looked at the woodblock printmaker, saying, "Master Lu, is it possible that this storybook cannot be printed?"

The woodblock engraver, who had collapsed to the ground, was stunned.

Cui Fu stared at him with a smile on his face, but his tone was meaningful: "Master Lu, do you see clearly? What you have in your hands right now is not some fine blueprint, but a storybook."

Is it possible that the prestigious Shiqu Bookstore is so unable to print even a single storybook, or dares not to?
"Then what use is it for my Cui family to support you?"

The woodblock engraver also served as the manager of the bookshop.

Shiqu Bookstore wasn't a large operation in Pingyang City because the Cui family's greatest influence didn't extend beyond Pingyang Prefecture. Therefore, Shiqu Bookstore had historically struggled to survive. This is precisely why the engraver's first reaction upon seeing the blueprints was, "We can't print them!"
They have a hard life, caught in the middle, so how could they dare to cause trouble for themselves?

However, Cui Fu's question at this moment was ambiguous.

The implication was that the Cui family would back him up.

The woodblock engraver straightened his previously slumped back and hurriedly asked, "Master Steward, does the young master support this matter?"

Cui Yunqi was actually still in seclusion in the secret room and had no idea that Chen Xu had sent him the storybook for printing.

However, Cui Fu knew how much Cui Yunqi valued Chen Xu, and anything concerning Chen Xu had to be handled urgently, let alone something as important as printing articles.

Even though the article didn't go through Cui Yunqi's hands, Cui Fu had already made up his mind.

He fiddled with his teacup, then chuckled and said:

"Old Lu, look closely, this is a storybook handwritten by Young Master Chen Xu."

Who is Young Master Chen?

He ranked first in the Pingjiang Prefecture Examination and twenty-fifth on the Xuan List of the Great Li Feng Hua Record!

He is our young master's closest friend!

"Young Master Chen's storybooks, Young Master Chen's blueprints, and with the provincial examination just around the corner, once this book goes to print, do you know how much profit you'll gain, old brother?"

The woodblock engraver exclaimed "Ah!" and his lips trembled again.

His face, which had been somewhat pale, gradually regained its rosy glow.

An indescribable surge of excitement welled up in my chest.

Everything has two sides, so how can we only look at the risks and ignore the benefits?
Cui Fu chuckled, but then kept a close eye on the Shiqu Bookshop until the woodblock engraving master, along with the other masters and apprentices in the shop, finished carving all the woodblocks overnight.

Not just one set, but two complete sets of woodblock prints.

Once the woodblocks are carved, they are immediately printed and bound.

Of course, Cui Fu didn't just focus on engraving. He also sent his trusted aide with Cui Yunqi's letter to the Pingyang County government office to find a minor official under the Bookstore Department and register the book's edition number.

Some things don't require seeking out important figures; it's easier to get things done with ordinary people.

In this way, the novel, titled "A Miraculous Tale of Heavenly Craftsmanship," was printed and published at lightning speed the very next day, and quickly spread to various small and medium-sized bookstores in Pingyang City.

This naturally includes the Shiqu Bookshop's own study, Shiqu Bookshop.

The original plan for "The Wonderful Craftsmanship" was to be fifteen volumes, but only the first volume has been printed so far, with a total of five hundred copies printed on the first day.

This was the result of Shiqu Bookstore operating at full capacity.

Ultimately, the bookstore was too small, resulting in slightly lower efficiency.

Cui Fu sighed, left his trusted servant in the bookstore to keep an eye on things, and then returned to his villa.

Then, he lifted his robe and knelt down straight outside Cui Yunqi's study.

"Young master, I acted on my own initiative..." Cui Fu sobbed, blaming himself repeatedly.

The servant on duty under the eaves of the bookstore was stunned.

As the days went by, more and more copies of "The Wonderful Craftsmanship" were printed, and it gradually became known to more and more people.

From bottom to top, an invisible storm gradually rises.

Chen Xu has been quite peaceful these past few days.

He completed his breakthrough to the Golden Core stage in the Kingdom of Dust, which was a tremendous change for him, but it did not cause any disturbance in the outside world.

After returning to the mortal world, he used targeted spiritual communication to contact the Holy Master of the Dust Kingdom and establish a trade agreement with him.

(End of this chapter)