Rayven’s notes trailed off as he rembered sothing from his old world... Ink wasn’t just dark water with so charcoal powder or soot.
The proper mixture required a binding agent.
"Getting the powder is possible, but it needs sothing to hold together..." Rayven muttered as he tried to recall the Factory and Museum they had visited during his high school field trip...
Though he could probably just stick with the current ink production, he couldn’t help but desire to have a better ink quality as well and ensure that their business would stand out.
After all, people are already used to a quill pen... If the chanical pen he was thinking of doesn’t have other advantages, it may not profit as much as he had expected.
"Was it oil? No... too thick. It’ll sar..." Rayven paused for a mont.
"Right... That should work..." Rayven’s eyes lit up as he finally recalled sothing.
Sap...
To be exact, it was the hardened sap of the Acacia Tree.
He rembered it now... Once the hardened sap was powdered, it gave ink its body, kept the pignts suspended, and helped it adhere to paper.
Without it, ink faded, smudged, or dried into useless powder.
Thankfully, Rayven... or perhaps, Yuto was listening to the tour guide at that ti.
If he could source this hardened sap or resin from the forests nearby, then mix it with the ink powder and water, he’d have a foundation...
’I hope an acacia tree or sothing similar exists here.’ Rayven thought as he was also unsure about this matter.
He couldn’t help but feel excited as he wrote his plans in detail.
In the future, if he could get better materials to make a strong black ink that not only wrote smoothly but also lasted, then he could also create so sort of premium ink...
He would have ink for everyday use for rchants, scribes, and even schools. Then, he would have upgraded it soday to create a premium ink, perhaps for nobles, scholars, and even so contracts, to ensure they’re permanent.
"Ink, pens, paper... Each piece feeds into the other..." Rayven muttered to himself as he felt that, as long as he had the money to start this business, he knew that he had the chance to beco rich.
In any case, pens were the priority. A decent pen would make everything else valuable.
For that, he needed a craftsman.
Not so master goldsmith who’d sneer at the idea, but soone with a practical mind. Soone willing to try, fail, and try again.
After all, he knew that this wouldn’t be a day’s work... It would take months for this to be established...
’I guess it’s better to stick to soone I know...’
Needless to say, his thoughts turned to Brightforge Smithworks of their family since they were already making basic tools or everyday items.
They weren’t creating enchanted blades or ceremonial armor, but they had a reputation for making nails, hinges, buckles, and other essentials in bulk. Exactly the kind of steady, reliable workmanship he could build on.
"Pens... Yes, this could work," He said again, scribbling down the na of the smithy.
Still, pens weren’t the only idea swirling in his head.
Soap. The rough gray bars he had seen in the market looked like sothing scraped from a hearth.
They certainly cleaned as he was able to use them before, but it left the skin dry and raw. If he introduced refined soap that was smoother, scented with herbs or flowers, maybe even pressed or molded into pleasing shapes, the nobles and rchants alike would scramble to buy it.
He also didn’t have to worry about his soap-making knowledge since he learned it in Chemistry Class like everyone else. It was also quite easy to rember since the last book he read before he died, ’The Overpowered Alchemist King’s Dungeon Harem’, had also tackled this subject...
Of course, these necessities may seem like a small business at first, but Rayven believed that once the people realized how convenient they were, it would beco a new standard.
"But is that all I can do?" Rayven muttered to himself. It was definitely not the case. He just has to think of sothing simple that could be very convenient for many people.
Rayven tapped the end of the quill against his parchnt, leaving faint ink blots as he thought over the options.
’Food won’t work... I don’t know enough to revolutionize cooking here, and besides, farrs and bakers already control most of that trade. I’d only get crushed if I ddled in it.’
He leaned back, staring at the ceiling beams as he thought harder.
Clothing?
That was another possibility since they already had access to various types of fabrics.
Everyone wore wool and linen, but the finishing was crude. He rembered modern techniques, finer spinning, even dyes that didn’t bleed out after a single wash.
But... ’Nah... I’m too novice for that...’
Without skilled weavers and proper workshops, trying to improve it might be too costly. Training cloth-makers, sourcing better threads, and keeping consistent quality would drain more coin than it earned in the short term.
Then, Rayven considered sothing that he had a bit of knowledge about.
Glasswork...
Windows were a luxury here, usually reserved for temples or noble halls. But if he could make cheap, clear panes...
As he reached this thought, Rayven shook his head... ’This is impossible...’
It would require skilled glassblowers and steady supplies of sand and li. Too complicated to start.
He sighed and scratched another note.
Paper lanterns? Candles?
Wax and tallow already existed, but if he could introduce scented candles or lamps with replaceable glass covers, nobles would eat them up. Still, it was more of a side business than a foundation.
Rayven’s hand paused over the parchnt as another idea struck him.
’Wait... I should just focus on it then...’ Rayven mused.
Since he was already making pens, ink, and maybe even paper, it might be better to consider sothing that could fully make use of that!
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