Tacit Aid

Soong Yiqing curiously stuck his head in. "What should I do?"

"Why not divide this wooden board into small pieces and create one piece for each word? If that's the case, then it would be a single word and it would not be too troublesome to carve it again. Miss Bai wants to say this, right? "

Feng Linyuan asked politely, his voice calm and gentle.

Bai Zheng was startled. This Marquis Dingyuan was quite wise indeed. Just based on the point that she proposed, she could immediately think of a good solution. Wasn't the thing that he proposed movable type printing?

Soong Yiqing's eyes lit up, he pinched the handle of his fan and patted his hands while exclaiming: "Amazing! "Linyuan, this idea of yours is truly wonderful!"

Feng Linyuan's gentle eyes revealed a smile, there was no sense of satisfaction in his voice: "I'm afraid that Miss Bai has a better way."