Alexander kept the slight annoyance about the quality of the paper to himself, in addition to the sigh that come with the knowledge that the plant was already working to its maximum capacity by now.
Thus it meant that any further improvement in speed and productivity would need the introduction of machines and mechanization, and hence he once again wished, "Oh, how I wish I could start the industrial revolution right now."
But Alexander knew he was being greedy, for it had not been even two months that he had taken over a city that was still stuck in the bronze age, and so he soothed himself by telling himself to be patient and that changes required time.
With such thoughts Alexander bought himself back to the present, and then looking at Azijak, he remembered something this man had proposed before, and thus asked, "Azijak, I remember you saying something about using a kind of tree sap to prevent the wet paper sheets from sticking to each other. How is that going?"