When typesetting in the Song Dynasty was still using clay movable type, Yuanyou's party disputes had already heated up half the court.
Shen Moyan, the small owner of the papermaking workshop, woke up with a science and technology workshop system that "does not provide finished products". He only had an illiterate fire girl and seven craftsmen who could not afford to hire.
Want steel? You must first learn how to heat iron to 1,500 degrees.
Want glass? The ratio of alum and quartz in the formula is one centimeter different, and what is melted out is waste residue.
Want movable type printing? You must first convince the Kaifeng government to allow you to open a printing factory, so that the conservatives will not regard you as a monster, and you must also make Su Shi willing to give you an inscription - only then can the book be sold.
Starting from a bundle of modified bamboo paper and a tube of colorless glass, Shen Moyan walked the tightrope between Zhang Dun and Sima Guang's giant hands, passing by Li Qingzhao's girlhood.
The Song Dynasty did not need gods. What the Song Dynasty lacked was a craftsman who could turn science into daily necessities.
This is a story about using knowledge to leverage the Northern Song Dynasty, but every bit of progress comes at a price.
