Courtyard House: Starting in a Ceramics Factory

Chapter 31 A Rare Day of Rest

Back home, Li Feng prepared to cook.

Just as he was about to wash the rice.

At this moment, because Li Feng hadn't closed the door, He Yushui came in directly from outside.

Upon seeing Li Feng, He Yushui couldn't help but ask him a question.

"I heard your door open from inside the house, so I came over to check."

"Brother Feng! Are you taking a day off today?"

Li Feng paused for a moment, then nodded to He Yushui.

"yes!".

"Take a break today."

"Are you resting too?"

He Yushui nodded and said.

"It's Sunday today, how could I not rest?"

At this moment, He Yushui saw the pot that Li Feng was about to use to wash rice, so she couldn't help but say something to Li Feng.

"Brother Feng, are you going to cook?"

"Come eat at my place."

Li Feng didn't react for a moment.

So He Yushui immediately took Li Feng to her house for dinner.

He Yushui cooked in Sha Zhu's room.

So He Yushui directly pulled Li Feng to Sha Zhu's room.

Because it was Sunday, there were many children in the courtyard.

In the afternoon, watching the chattering children in the courtyard, Li Feng felt a little sleepy.

The Jia family has two, the Yan family has several, and the Liu family has fewer than the Yan family.

However, Li Feng had never met Liu Guangqi, the eldest son of the Liu family.

As for the second child, he is one year younger than himself.

I've seen it a few times myself.

Li Feng heard that his second son's father, Liu Haizhong, was planning to get him a job at the steel rolling mill.

As for the third child, he is still in school.

Few families in this courtyard are doing well.

In other words, Sha Zhu, Uncle Yi, and Xu Damao are doing quite well.

Just as Li Feng was feeling sleepy, he saw He Yushui pass by his door carrying a bowl. Li Feng noticed that there were two steamed buns in the bowl.

At this moment, Li Feng asked He Yushui.

"What are you going to do with the steamed bun?"

When He Yushui saw that it was Li Feng asking him, he explained to Li Feng.

"I'm taking the steamed buns to the deaf old lady."

It was only then that Li Feng realized that the deaf old lady had someone helping to deliver her meals.

So Li Feng nodded to He Yushui and said.

"Then go ahead."

After responding to Li Feng, He Yushui went to deliver steamed buns to the deaf old lady.

Nighttime
Li Feng cooked two dishes for himself: potatoes and Chinese cabbage.

In winter, most families eat this, and Li Feng is no exception.

After finishing his meal, Li Feng went straight to sleep.

After all, Li Feng needed to rest up before learning a trade.

the other side

Jia family
At this moment, Qin Huairu was telling her husband about what had happened at noon.

Qin Huairu seemed very aggrieved because of what happened at noon.

So when her husband returned, Qin Huairu told him everything at once.

After hearing his wife's words, Jia Dongxu felt very sorry for her.

After all, his wife is so young and beautiful.

Moreover, there was no one more beautiful than his wife in the entire courtyard.

Despite feeling sorry for her, Qin Huairu was referring to her own mother.

If asked to speak ill of his own mother, Jia Dongxu would also be unwilling.

So Jia Dongxu could only comfort Qin Huairu.

"Wife".

"Don't listen to my mom's nonsense."

"From now on, just pretend you didn't hear her say these things."

"Besides, my mom is getting old, so please don't take it to heart."

"Honey, when I have my day off in a few days, can I take you to the tailor shop to get clothes made?"

Qin Huairu was still very young at this time, and she was quickly coaxed by Jia Dongxu.

After Jia Dongxu appeased Qin Huairu, he then began to talk to his mother.

"mom!".

"Could you please say less in the future?" Madam Jia Zhang said defiantly upon hearing her son's words.

"What's wrong with me saying a few words to her?"

"Am I not even allowed to say a few words?"

Jia Dongxu said with some helplessness.

"mom!".

"Can't you just let me have some peace and quiet?"

Looking at her son, Jia Dongxu felt a pang of heartache.

She could only compromise afterward.

"become".

"Mom will listen to you."

Li Feng slept very well that night.

When Li Feng woke up the next day, he felt very energetic.

After getting up, Li Feng stretched his arms and then started getting dressed.

After washing his face with hot water, he took the pen he had bought yesterday and went to the factory.

Around 7:20, Li Feng put the pen directly into his cabinet and then went to eat.

When Li Feng went to the cafeteria to line up for food, he felt someone pat him on the back.

He turned his head and saw that it was Qian Fusheng who was taking pictures of him, so Li Feng said to Qian Fusheng in a somewhat annoyed tone.

"You scared me."

"Why did you come so early today?"

Qian Fusheng asked Li Feng with some curiosity.

"I haven't even told you why you came so early today."

"I usually arrive earlier than you, right?"

Li Feng then remembered that, just as Qian Fusheng had said, he had indeed arrived earlier than him.

However, Li Feng knew that Qian Fusheng had arrived earlier than him because Qian Fusheng lived closer to him.

If I lived that close by, I would definitely have arrived earlier than him.

So Li Feng nodded to Qian Fusheng and said.

"All right!".

"Today, I was a little hungry, so I came early."

Upon hearing this, Qian Fusheng couldn't help but peek out the window where food was served.

"Huh."

"There are steamed buns! We're in for a treat today!"

After they finished eating, the two returned to the pottery workshop.

After all, the two of them still had a lot of work to do.

Li Feng noticed something: the workload at the factory was increasing.

Perhaps it's because of its good sales channels.

Because the amount of porcelain to be made is determined by how many pieces are thrown on the potter's wheel.

Ultimately, the potter decides how many pieces of porcelain to fire.

When Li Feng passed by the painting workshop, he glanced at it and noticed that there was a batch of white porcelain blanks piled up in the workshop's warehouse.

There's a backlog of blank blanks here, which means there's probably not enough time to finish painting them.

Li Feng was aware of these matters.

As for the kiln workshop, Li Feng also took a look and found that it was almost full.

Every day when the kiln is being loaded, Li Feng watches as busy people carry the painted porcelain pieces into it.

Even something as simple as firing a kiln requires skill.

A good kiln master will know how to arrange the items.

For example, you need to know where to put different types of objects, and where to put objects with different glazes.

And most importantly, it's about controlling the heat.

Because this is a wood-fired kiln.

So you need to know when to add firewood and when to open the lid.

There's a specific method to all of this.

Nowadays, kilns need to be fired both day and night.

After all, firing a kiln can be done continuously.

For example, burning one batch during the day and another batch at night.

Li Feng discovered that it has almost never stopped now.

There are currently eight people in charge of firing the kiln: five masters and three apprentices.

As for why he had so few apprentices, Li Feng didn't know either.

Perhaps Li Feng will ask about it in the future.

At this moment, Li Feng only wanted to master the craft. Once he was skilled, he thought he could go and see what was happening in other workshops.

After all, the ceramics process involves quite a few steps, not just throwing, trimming, and painting.

(End of this chapter)