Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 113 Women only affect the speed of drawing swords
The tail in July is Leo, and the frequent sun in November is a tailor-made seat.

Pinyang (now Fuping) belongs to the internal history of Qin Dynasty and is one of the important birthplaces of Chinese civilization.

The ancestor of civilization, the Yellow Emperor, once plucked the copper from the Shoushan Mountain and cast a tripod in Jingshan Mountain in the south of Pinyang. After Dayu ruled the world, he cast the Jiuding, which symbolizes the highest power, here.

Therefore, Pinyang has been a famous town in Guanzhong since ancient times.

Zhao Kun chose this place, in addition to the reasons mentioned above, more importantly, Pinyang is very rich in mineral resources, which is very suitable for development.

It is simply a den of thieves tailor-made for rebellion.

At this time, in Qiankou Village by the Weihe River, a few farmers and tenants were working in the fields, and outside the low houses, children were squatting in the corner drinking corn porridge.

A few figures suddenly appeared at the entrance of the village, causing the big yellow dog to bark its teeth and bark non-stop.

The child looked around in amazement, and a clay bowl was accidentally knocked over. The woman who was mending the robe at the side was so angry that she slapped it.

In an instant, the child cried on his back.

At this time, Zhao Kun was sitting under a tree, eating beef jerky, enjoying the silence in the atmosphere of children crying and women scolding.

Of course, he is not a pervert, he just likes this kind of atmosphere full of the market.

Before crossing over to the Qin Dynasty, he was just an ordinary person.

He didn't have that kind of aristocratic style, even if he became a prince, his mentality didn't change much.

Although he is enjoying the present, it is a pity that not everyone has his state, just like the few potters around him.

Not only was she not in the mood to listen to Shijing with him, but she also looked at him with embarrassment, so that he had to stop listening.

"Any questions?"

Zhao Kun turned his head and asked.

The Qiankou Village where he is located is the fiefdom of the Wang family.

And there is a pottery workshop in the fief, which is also a pottery workshop run by the Wang family.

Compared with the scale and output of the Liu Family Pottery Workshop, the Wang Family Pottery Workshop can only be regarded as a small workshop.

The fired pottery is at most used by the villagers in each village in the fief.

Originally, several potters were very enthusiastic when they heard that they were going to make pottery for the son of the first emperor, but when Zhao Kun showed his craft charter, several potters showed embarrassed expressions when they saw it.

Seeing this, Wang Li frowned, "If you have anything to say, just say it, the young master is not an outsider."

"Young Master, son!"

Among the several potters, the older one quickly saluted after hearing Wang Li's words, and then said cautiously: "It's not that we don't want to make pottery, it's just that we haven't heard of the craft regulations recorded on the bamboo slips, so I'm afraid there may be mistakes... ..."

He didn't finish the rest.

But Wang Li and Zhao Kun looked at each other and understood what he meant.

To put it bluntly, you can let me burn it.

But if it doesn't burn well, I'm not responsible.

"If you are told to fire it, you will fire it boldly. If it burns out, if it can't be fired, the young master and I will not blame you!"

Wang Li glanced at the old potter and said calmly.

The old potter saluted again: "The young master and the young master have orders, no matter how difficult it is, we will try our best to do it well, but there are fixed regulations for pottery firing, so you can't do anything reckless;
Even the Liu family pottery workshop fired pottery according to the inherent regulations. "

As soon as he finished speaking, several potters behind him echoed.

"Yes, this matter can't be fooled..."

"Not to mention anything else, the raw materials for firing pottery are wrong!"

"That's right, why use white clay? Although this thing is not common, it can only be eaten in famine years..."

Jiang Chao, who was standing aside, heard this and nodded in agreement: "Yes, you can eat it."

Zhao Kun: "..."

Wang Li: "..."

Zhao Kun stared at Jiang Chao in embarrassment, then waved his hands and said, "If there is anything you don't understand, just keep talking."

Seeing that the young master had no intention of giving up, the old potter couldn't help but secretly sighed, wondering if Emperor Shi Huang's sons are all idle?How to go to the mountains and countryside to toss these workers who make a living?
Despite the reluctance in his heart, he still saluted very respectfully on his face: "Leaving aside the issue of raw materials, I don't really understand the word temperature!"

"temperature?"

Zhao Kun was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that the ancients seemed to have no concept of quantitative temperature.

They all judge the temperature through body sensation and climate change.

As for potters who fire pottery, most of the time they judge the temperature by experience.

The temperature for firing pottery is about 1000 degrees, while the temperature for firing porcelain is above 1200 degrees.

If you can't control the temperature, even if you master the porcelain making process, the probability of failure is very high.

But this kind of thing can only be done through experiments and continuous exploration, and Zhao Kun couldn't find a better way.

After pondering for a while, he frowned and said, "Don't worry about the temperature, you just follow my process rules and fire it. If it fails, add more firewood and try a few more times."

"But……"

When the old potter heard this, his face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he hesitated.

Wang Li glanced at him, and his tone became stern: "You guys will do what the young master tells you. Why don't you hurry up and prepare materials for work?"

"It's not Young Master, I think..."

"Master Ben Hou doesn't want you to think, just do what you have to do."

As he said that, he glanced at the rest of the potters, and said coldly: "From today onwards, you all eat, drink, sleep, and sleep in the pottery workshop, but if you slack off, I will deal with it according to the law of the Marquis!"

When everyone heard the words, their hearts thumped, and they quickly agreed, and then returned to the pottery with a bitter face.

Soon, several potters began to select materials, wash the mud, and make embryos according to the procedures on the bamboo slips.

Zhao Kun and Wang Li sat under the tree and began to supervise the work.

It is normal for potters to have this kind of resistance reaction. After all, throwing away the old one and replacing it with a new one is equivalent to starting from scratch.

And starting from scratch means a lot of waste.

These potters clearly disliked wasting a kiln of pottery.

But under Wang Li's lust, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and start over.

Glancing at the busy potters, Zhao Kun suddenly said to the king: "After the ceramics are fired, the secrecy work in Qiankou Village will have to keep up. Can't leak it."

"Young master, please rest assured that Qiankou Village is one of the fiefdoms of our Wang family, and it is very difficult for outsiders to come in."

"It's hard to get in, but it doesn't mean you can't get in."

Wang Li was stunned, and looked at Zhao Kun in disbelief: "Master, do you want me to send my own soldiers to guard?"

Zhao Kun narrowed his eyes: "Is there a problem?"

"Will this be too much of a fuss? It's just a pottery workshop!"

Wang Li was a little hesitant, but Zhao Kun shook his head and said, "If you really understood the value of porcelain, I'm afraid you wouldn't say such things..."

"What does that son mean?"

Zhao Kun glanced at Wang Li, and then said expressionlessly: "Not only should we send personal guards to prevent outsiders from approaching, but we should also take special care of the families of the potters, it is best to arrange them to serve in the Marquis' residence. "

Hearing this, Wang Li was dumbfounded.

How can this be special care!This is clearly taking hostages!
You really don't have a soft heart when you do things!

But think about it, Zhao Gao's son-in-law killed him as soon as he said he wanted to vent his anger for Jiang Chao.

Since the young master valued the porcelain so much, the family who detained the potters could also understand it. After all, the porcelain-making technology belonged to the young master. Those potters who learned it did not dare to disobey the Wang family on the surface, but they would inevitably not be tempted secretly and leak it out secretly.

In this way, it is necessary to detain the family, and only fear can put an end to other ideas.

Thinking of this, Wang Li cupped his hands and said, "I will obey your master's orders for everything."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went down to make arrangements.

Zhao Kun looked at the back of him leaving, feeling a little relieved.

During this period of getting along, Zhao Kun became more and more satisfied with Wang Li's performance, thinking that it was time to find an opportunity to have a showdown with him.

"I'm a bit reluctant..."

After a while, Zhao Kun said with emotion, and suddenly remembered the words that little sister Wang Ya told him to let Wang Li go.

To be honest, he lacks nothing now, the most lacking is people.

Wang Li and Jiang Chao are his right-hand men, how could they let them go so easily?

What about someone you like?

Women only affect the speed of drawing the sword!

As long as Wang Li doesn't take the initiative to leave, Zhao Kun will not drive him away
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