The students who bought the cheap paper happily carried the paper back, threw it down and first pulled out two papers to practice writing, after confirming that it was not much different from hemp paper, they took the money and rushed to Hanmozhai.

  Although Lin's reputation is good and they shouldn't be suspected, what if in the end they still can't resist the temptation of profit and raise prices?

  To know that the cheapest paper on the market is also eighteen Wen, that kind of paper eats ink heavily, basically after writing a word, it can't be seen anymore, too much ink seepage, and the words will also spread.

  The hemp paper of Hanmo Studio is quite good, so it costs twenty cents per knife.

  These poor students, although subsidized by the imperial court, could not afford to waste paper. Every time they practiced calligraphy, they had to be extremely careful, fearing that a single mistake would render the entire sheet useless.

  No matter how hard they work, their characters are still inferior to those of the wealthy family's children. They not only have famous teachers guiding them, famous model essays to refer to, but also countless sheets of paper for practice.

  Characters depend on practice.

  Now they can buy two or more knives with the money they used to spend on one knife, which means their calligraphy practice quantity can be increased by more than double.

  So it's still better to buy more while the price is low, even if Lin's price goes up later, they can still afford it.

  Arrived at Hanmo Studio, just in time to meet the paper mill delivering grass paper.

  Lin Qingwan gave slow and gentle orders, but the people below did not dare to slack off. Moreover, a lot of grass paper had been accumulated, and the warehouse on the side of the paper mill was almost full.

  As soon as Lin Qingwan gave the order to put up the shelves, the paper workshop sent two carts to transport the paper, one east and one west, just in time to deliver it to the two Huanmu Zhai.

  As for the Hanmo Club in Yangzhou and Jiangdu, they didn't manage it. The four shops had agreed to put up the grass paper on the 15th together. Although Suzhou did it ahead of time, the news spread slowly, and it wouldn't take three to five days to reach those two places.

  It's better not to bother, they will naturally go on sale by the 15th anyway.

  The students walked into the study room and saw the grass paper inside, then turned their heads to look at the ones that had not been moved in yet, and instantly shattered their packaged ideas.

  So much, but the package is not round!

  "Shopkeeper, is this grass paper?"

  Jiang Guanshi smiled and bowed, saying: "It's indeed grass paper. Gentlemen, why don't you take a look? This is our Lin family's new product, its quality is not inferior to hemp paper, but the price is much lower."

  "Is it eight coins for one knife?"

  "It seems that you gentlemen are well-informed, indeed it is eight coins for one knife."

  The students let out a sigh of relief and immediately laughed: "Then give each of us a small bundle first."

  A small bundle is just ten knives. Jiang Guanshi twitched the corner of his mouth and whispered, "Why don't you gentlemen buy a few knives to try them out first? If they're good, then come back and buy more. Our Hanmo Studio won't raise prices."

  The students smiled awkwardly but insisted: "There are many people reading at home, so this paper costs a bit more."

  Jiang Guanshi heard this and didn't try to persuade him anymore. Anyway, if the paper was well-preserved, it could be used for a long time.

  Students will also benefit.

  The students bought paper with satisfaction and went back, looking at the pile of paper in their study room, they let out a satisfied sigh, then picked up their pens and wrote several letters, took two cents and went out to find some half-grown kids playing in the alley to help deliver the letters.

  Each student wrote a letter to their acquaintances, with only one central idea: "Hanshu Studio has cheap grass paper for sale, priced at only eight cents; if you have spare money, buy it quickly."

  Some of them were also from the same school as him, some were still in county schools, and others were self-taught at home. They all had one thing in common - ordinary family background.

  The cost of reading is high, not only are books expensive, but also paper, ink and brushes are expensive. Those who can afford to read must either have some assets at home or be supported by the whole family or even the whole clan.

  Most people know that it's not easy to make ends meet at home, so they try to save money whenever possible. Now there is an opportunity to save money right in front of them, and if they don't seize it, they would be foolish even if they are well-read.

  So, this afternoon, many people wandered around and accidentally found their friends Yī èr Sān near the Hán Mò Zhāi. After confirming the quality and price of the grass paper, they happily carried one or two bundles back home.

  Hanmo Studio does not limit purchases, no matter how many you want to buy are all okay.

  The students saw that it was not so urgent after all. Those who originally wanted to buy seven or eight bundles also calmed down and tentatively bought one or two bundles first.

  Jiang took the opportunity to recommend their family's toilet paper, which was convenient to use and cheaper, three cents a roll.

  However, there are few people who are willing to spend money on it. Although it sounds good, three cents spent in the toilet is still too expensive.

  Merchants rushed to hear the news, wanting to buy hundreds of bundles at once. Jiang Guanshi could only express his annoyance, saying that Huanmu Studio was not selling grass paper in bulk now, and even if they bought a lot, they would not lower the price.

  The merchants said they didn't mind.

  Jiang Guanshi once again made it clear that the price of grass paper will not be raised in the future, so even if you want to hoard paper and then raise the price to sell, it is also impossible.

  The merchants smiled and nodded in understanding, but still insisted on stocking up heavily.

  Anyway, Suzhou can't sell them, they can go to Yangzhou then.

  Oh, right, Yangzhou also has a Hanmo Pavilion. Why don't they go to Hangzhou? This paper is so cheap, reselling it for 16 wen can double the profit.

  Jiang Guanshi thought of the goods stored in the paper mill and sold them to them very generously.

  Both sides were very pleased.

  It's not even the Lantern Festival yet, but the Lin family has already set off another firework. The Huanmu Pavilion has just released two new types of paper. One is for writing and is truly a paper in the classical sense, while the other has opened up a new use.

  There are bamboo paper and this toilet paper, others don't pay much attention to grass paper, only knowing it's cheaper than hemp paper.

  Apart from those poor students and merchants who are closely related to it, few people in higher positions pay attention to this.

  But there is always a small part of unexpected people.

  One was Zhou Cishi, who had just received an urgent report from the border. The person he sent to lead the way for the Southern Expeditionary Army ambushed the Lu family army's rear and won a great victory again. Now the supplies are somewhat unable to keep up, and he is required to immediately make arrangements for military rations.

  Never mind what supplies, the most important thing is that Daliang's army has now captured three cities in Nanhanshan and cut off the rear of Lü's army, which is a great achievement.

  But he had a part in it, and the plan was contributed by Lin Qingwan. Moreover, with the influence of bamboo paper, Governor Zhou has been paying more attention to the Lin family recently.

  So as soon as Hanmo Studio came out with rice paper, he knew.

  When Mrs. Zhou enthusiastically sent someone to buy toilet paper, he was holding a piece of grass paper in deep thought.

  The attendants were puzzled and saw him silent for half a day without speaking, so they tried to probe with a call, "Sir?"

  Zhou Zhi shi returned to his senses, looked at his aide with a glance and waved his hand: "Nothing's wrong, you can go down, I'll be alone for a while."

  "Wait," said Zhou, looking at the grass paper in his hand and lowering his eyes. "Tell people to pay more attention to Lin's family, don't let those who can't see clearly bump into them. After all, they are the imperial princess and county princess appointed by His Majesty. If they were bullied under my jurisdiction, I would have no face to see His Majesty and Duke Lin."

  The attendants nodded and retreated with their heads bowed.

  To Lin's family, he was also filled with reverence. Although he didn't know why the adults were being so considerate to the Lin family, it wasn't a bad thing, so why not go along with it?