Era: Village bully, so what if he can't get a wife?

Qin Jianshe's face immediately turned serious and certain. "I'm sure!"

"That's what everyone who goes to work in their village says: Lin Feng funded the construction of the kiln! He's in charge and he also pays people."

"No one in the village is doing anything about this! Director Tian, ​​don't you think this is speculation and profiteering?!"

Tian Guang lowered his head, concealing the glint in his eyes.

Even if he isn't, he must be a speculator!

......

Lin Feng's side is fully prepared.

That day, Lin Feng arrived at the kiln early.

Lin Nan stayed here last night, and Lin Feng even brought him breakfast.

Lin Feng led his team on another careful tour to ensure everything went smoothly.

Before long, Su Xiahe, Su Qiuxin, Brigitte Lin, Lin Dashan and Lin Dahe also arrived one after another.

Lin Feng had already finished cultivating the kaolin clay some time ago.

After being processed in a ball mill and a mud conditioning tank, the kaolin clay has become soft and fine.

Lin Feng instructed Da Lindong and Lin Xi to scoop a large chunk out of the sealed mud-raising pond!

It is directly fed into the pumice machine and repeatedly squeezed to reduce air bubbles and crush hard lumps.

Su Xiahe frowned as she looked around; she was the only one who had worked at the brick kiln for a period of time.

This is completely different from the brick-making process.

"Lin Feng, this isn't right! The other day, I saw you add something to the soil, what was that?"

"Why is it so white? Can this be used to make bricks?"

"I've never heard of white bricks before!"

Lin Feng continued operating the machine without looking back.

"I added feldspar and white pebbles; this is a secret recipe, you wouldn't understand even if I told you!"

"Just wait and you'll be making a killing!"

"And you, Su Xiahe, just wait and see how you warm my bed, haha!"

Su Xiahe rolled her eyes. "Tch, if you act recklessly like that, you'll end up losing your pants."

Lin Feng ignored her, thinking, "Let's see how you react after we burn something!"

Lin Feng skillfully operated the simple mud-refining machine, much like a seasoned master craftsman.

The others had no idea what Lin Feng was going to do, but they had already realized that Lin Feng wasn't burning red bricks.

After kneading the clay, Lin Feng took out a small scale and weighed the porcelain clay evenly!

This simple pressing machine from 80, although not for mass pressing, could form individual blanks!

Put in a piece of clay of roughly the same size, press it, and a plain bowl will be formed!

Moreover, it is precise and efficient.

Without a master craftsman, manually throwing the potter's wheel on a turntable is time-consuming and laborious!

Of course, Lin Feng didn't have that skill either.

At this moment, Lin Feng was holding a small scale, weighing the clay piece by piece, his eyes wide open.

This isn't brick-making, you're doing scientific research! You've got scales and machines everywhere!

They surrounded Lin Feng, wanting to complain, but seeing Lin Feng's serious expression, they rolled their eyes and held back.

But when the first unglazed bowl appeared in the manual pressing machine!

Everyone shuddered, stunned and speechless!

"This...this...this....this is a bowl! Weren't we supposed to be firing bricks? How come there's a wrist here!"

"This bowl... bowl! Can I use it?" Lin Dashan excitedly grabbed it.

I took the soft, unglazed bowl out and twisted it into a twisted shape!

"Soft...soft!?"

Lin Feng rolled his eyes, took the broken unglazed bowl, kneaded it a few times, and put it back into the manual pressing machine.

With a forceful downward press of his arm, a brand new unglazed bowl was reshaped.

"Don't break it, a manual pressing machine is very strenuous!"

"What...what...what kind of machine is this!?"

"That's amazing! Making a bowl, isn't it done by hand? Like the one you spin by stepping on it?"

Lin Laowu exclaimed in amazement, staring intently at the clay bowl.

"This clay bowl is so beautiful! The rim is round, and the clay is so fine!"

"These will make excellent ceramic bowls!"

Su Xiahe and Su Qiuxin also got excited!

"Yes! Yes! It's pottery! Pottery bowls! These sell for much more than red bricks!"

"Raymond Lam, were you planning to burn this bowl from the very beginning?!"

"I knew this kiln was weird; it turns out it wasn't for firing bricks at all!"

......

Everyone looked at Lin Feng with excitement, except for Lin Dong and Lin Xi, who were going to the county town and seemed lost in thought.

Lin Feng didn't intend to say anything more.

The molds used for pressing clay are not only for rice bowls, but also for plates, soup bowls, small plates, large bowls, spoons...

It is a complete dining set.

Nowadays, large state-owned porcelain factories all use hydraulic pressing machines.

This type of manual pressing machine has been basically phased out, and the entire set of molds was packed up and taken away by Mr. Hei.

When Raymond Lam saw it, he felt like he had struck gold.

When several large bowls, spoons, and plates were brought out, everyone's breathing quickened!

Today I've really seen something amazing. I never imagined that Lin Feng could create a whole set of tools for making a living by messing around with all sorts of materials and tinkering with all sorts of machines.

In rural areas, especially in rural areas of this era, awareness is low.

They'd only ever seen bricks fired or dishes fired... they'd never even considered it.

Not to mention Lin Feng's semi-mechanized equipment.

"Xiao...Xiao Feng, am I the bowl and plate we usually use?" Brigitte Lin said excitedly.

"It must be! These bowls aren't cheap! They're much more expensive than red bricks." Lin Dahe's eyes widened.

They circled the unglazed bowl, handling it with utmost care, as if admiring a work of art.

The five Lin brothers were even more excited, having initially thought Lin Feng was just joking.

Surprisingly, they actually produced something.

Lin Feng curled his lip, thinking to himself, "They're all country bumpkins, they've never seen what high-quality porcelain looks like!"

The pottery we usually use is either coarse pottery or coarse porcelain, which is not only aesthetically unappealing but also uneven to the touch.

Those are all defective products that have only been fired once!

What we want to fire is that kind of delicate white porcelain that is as thin as a cicada's wing and as warm and smooth as jade.

At this moment, everyone was still excitedly discussing.

"This bowl alone can sell for three cents! If it's sold as a set, the price will be even higher."

"Burning a thousand items a day is... is..."

Lin Jianshe couldn't figure it out even after counting on his fingers.

"Three hundred yuan a day!" Su Qiuxin exclaimed excitedly.

"Even if the cost is half, it's still over a hundred yuan a day!!"

"This...this...making money is too...too easy."

Su Qiuxin looked excitedly at the busy Lin Feng.

This man is like a fog, making him difficult to see clearly. But if he reveals even a little skill, he will leave everyone in awe!

Of all these people, only Su Xiahe seemed a little flustered.

If Raymond Lam really manages to produce something good and sell it for money, he probably won't actually let her warm his bed!

"Making clay bowls and plates is nothing; they only count when they're fired."

"It takes at least several years of training to become a brick-making master. He definitely doesn't have the skills. If he messes up the brick-making process, he will definitely lose money."

Lin Feng didn't even look up, but pulled out a large bowl and spoke with a smile.

"Just you wait and see! In this freezing weather, you're definitely going to stay warm in bed."

"My little bed isn't a heated kang bed; it's very cold at night!"

"Hmph! It's not certain who will win or lose yet! We'll see."

Su Xiahe held her head high, trying to maintain her haughty demeanor, and glared at Lin Feng, but she couldn't hide the blush on her face.