The elasticity was much better than I expected.
Could it be comparable to modern copy paper? Of course, it had a soft texture, unlike chemical pulp. It was made traditionally, but where else could you find something like this?
I picked up the finished copy with a satisfied expression.
'Finally, It's ready.'
I picked up the finished copy with a satisfied expression.
"I guess we can focus on the paper mill in the future. We'll need more employees, right?" I asked.
"I think so. It's more difficult than spinning," Paul replied.
"I'll pick some and send them to you, so do your best."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"I'm going to hire a dedicated lumberjack, and don't forget to plant the seedlings."
"Of course."
Walnut trees were abundant but not infinite. If we kept making paper, we would eventually run out of materials.
So, I commanded them to plant more than twice as much as they harvested before heading off to find Butler Miller Xavier.
