Han Ink Chiseling

In the fifth year of Guanghe, Han Zuo was about to fall. Famines were everywhere, the nobles were exploiting the country, bad money was running rampant, and refugees were everywhere. Modern economic historians have the soul of Cai Mo, the seven-year-old concubine of the Cai family in Chenliu. No relatives, no power, no support, only a dilapidated woodshed, an old stone mortar, and half a bag of damp hemp heads. Born in the mire, life is like grass. When people read scriptures, he counts money and food; when people value family status, he gathers people's hearts. Use a piece of paper to improve hemp paper to break the monopoly of the gentry's cultural background; use a small profit to gather people who have been displaced in troubled times. The Yellow Turban War is about to start, and the world is about to collapse. Don't follow the tycoons, don't join the wealthy families. Cai Mo only wishes: Using the account book as the blade and the white paper as the armor, he carved out a path to life in the chaos and desolation. Favors are currency, pen and paper are weapons. The ink of Han Dynasty falls on paper, and the wasteland is dug in troubled times.