Spring and Autumn I Am King

Chapter 109: pottery pottery cave

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After hearing this, Zhao Wuxi sweated slightly on his forehead and apologized to Deng Fei.

He humbly stated that he must keep the teachings in mind in the future, and also asked him to send two volumes of punishment books to Chengyi, so that they could study them during the period of reflection.

Deng Fei was very satisfied with Zhao Wuxi's attitude of admitting his mistake, and felt that this child could be taught by a child.

So, after the two said goodbye, Zhao Wuxi did not stop at all, left Xinjiang West Gate, and joined Yu Xi, who was escorting the craftsmen and family members of Lu, and the group drove towards Chengyi.

While resting and drinking water in a cottage halfway down the road, he reiterated the three-year period in front of the dozen or so potters of Lu.

"Is what the gentleman said true?" The leader of these craftsmen, the old man named Lu Taowen, said with a trembling corner of his mouth.

"Every sentence is true, but you should also pledge allegiance to me, and swear to Tai Yishen that what you have seen and learned in three years will not be leaked out! If you don't betray me, then I will not be forced to stay! "

Having said that, Wu Xie knew that it was not safe. His secrets would only be taught to those who could stay 100%.

Besides, who knows what his career will be like in three years? Maybe it is not impossible to buy a small town to operate in the hometown of Luguo of these people.

The people of Lu were a little unbelievable about the words of the gentleman of the Zhao family in front of him, because in their hometown of Lu, such tolerant masters have almost disappeared. But his words were conclusive, and the merchant from the Wei Kingdom also sent a message, proving that what this gentleman said was true.

On the next return journey, although Zhao Wuxi instructed Yu Xi and others to be more vigilant and ride horses to watch on both sides, the potters were still honest and did not take the opportunity to escape.

This is also thanks to the harshness of the artisan Fan in the morning. In comparison, he appears to be extremely tolerant. The thought of some young craftsmen looking for an opportunity to escape also faded.

Anyway, my hometown is now in the midst of war, and I can't find a good livelihood when I go back. It's okay to stay in Jin for a few years first.

When he arrived at Dacheng, Lu Taoweng looked at the lush wheat fields and the curious pointing of the people on the roadside, and felt a little relieved. From the expressions on the faces of those people, it can be seen that in this place, at least one can have enough to eat, which also shows that the lord is not a tyrannical and strict person.

Zhao Wuxi asked the township Situ and the three elders of the township to house the potters, while he went into his own courtyard behind the township temple.

After the beautiful maid Wei bowed down and saluted, she came out obediently to change his clothes and put on a hot ge towel.

After she glanced at the table, she couldn't help gripping the corner of her clothes tightly.

"Gentleman, this is..."

Zhao Wuxi looked back and saw that it was the saber that was cut off by Fan He with the Wu-style long sword "Xiezhi", which he threw aside.

Thinking of what happened in the Pan Palace, he looked a little hesitant.

But he said lightly, "It's okay, it's just an accident."

A swordsman, a gentleman's military equipment, a sword is a symbol of identity and status. Like jade, it must be admired. It seems that it will take time to send someone to go to the palace and let the swordsmith build another one.

However, Zhao Wuxi also has a slight jealousy in his heart. Swords are like human minions. Who doesn't want their minions to be sharp? When will I be able to have a sword like "Xiezhi"?

But he didn't realize that Wei looked at the broken marks on the broken sword, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she was thoughtful...

Time has come to early April, winter wheat has turned from green to yellow, and the plump wheat ears are getting lower and lower, and they will soon ripen and harvest.

In Chengyi, taking advantage of the busy farming season before the wheat harvest, Wu Xie recruited the people of the country to work for him. But he didn't have much silk on hand to pay, so he could only claim that it could offset the cost of using the mill in the next month.

So, under the enthusiasm for tofu, all the people worked together, the whole Chengyi sounded the horn again, and several rough but huge rammed earth buildings rose from the ground by the stream.

These are kilns, and people in the country have speculated that the gentleman is going to make pottery. Last month, didn't he just buy a few potters from the state of Lu from Xinjiang? These days, those potters have been looking for suitable clay in the nearby mountains,

Since Zhao Wuxi took office in Chengyi for half a year, the people of the country have been exposed to various new things such as Daitian Fa, Cuju, Keel Waterwheel, Stone Mill, Tofu, etc. The three views and vision have been refreshed. They expected that the pottery made by the gentleman this time would definitely be very different from the ones used in the past.

Indeed, from the very beginning, Zhao Wuxi did not intend to use ordinary clay. He asked the locals to take potters to collect the raw material called "kaolin clay" in later generations.

Kaolin has no luster, and when it is pure, its color is fine and white. It is most suitable for kneading into the required shape. It can avoid the deformation of the ceramic matrix or the phenomenon of kiln cracking during firing. Moreover, the distribution range is very wide.

The Lu country is indeed a country that later produced public transport classes. The skills of those Lu potters are indeed very good, and they are a few streets away from the local wild potters in Chengyi.

Zhao Wuyi found that in the early embryo making process, he didn't need to say anything at all, these potters could already use the potter's wheel skillfully.

In the process of pulling the blank, the potter's wheel pushed by the foot will rotate at a high speed, and the clay ball kneaded with water will be placed on it, and it will be squeezed and stretched into a rough prototype of the utensil. In the end, under the dexterous dance of the craftsman's hands, the smooth and round pottery embryos were completed. The process can only be described as pleasing to the eye.

Under the auspices of the experienced Rutauung, everything was going on in an orderly manner. After these pottery embryos were air-dried, follow-up treatment was carried out according to Zhao Wuxi's instructions, and then they were sent to the kiln to add flammable firewood.

The flint checked lightly, shook off a few sparks, and the kiln fire burst into flames, which did not go out all night. Because the gentleman of the Zhao family said that this kiln must be fired at the highest temperature.

Lu Taoweng also had the courage to question the gentleman's interference in their skills, but as soon as he said it, before Zhao Wuxi appeared, he was reprimanded by the local people in Chengyi.

"Old man, you have to listen to the gentleman! The gentleman knows everything!"

So Lu Taoweng could only keep his mouth shut. He had just arrived, and he didn't understand where the trust of the Chengyi people came from.

After a day of firing, UU reading www.uukanshu. com finally came out of the kiln time. Zhao Wuxi attached great importance to this, and brought a few village officials to watch it, and Lu Taoweng was also full of expectations for this firing process, which was slightly different from the previous ones.

According to tradition, the time of entering and exiting the kiln must be inquired by divination first.

Of course, both times were set in advance by potters Lu based on experience. Cheng Wu, a godly stick with no morals and no faith, just needs to hold the shoulder blades of a deer and shout "Shang Shang Da Ji" in front of everyone. After the cooperation of the last winter solstice public meeting, he has become more and more skilled at this trick.

At this moment, the witch Cheng prayed for the protection of the first saint Tao Tang, and only then did people break into the kiln to get pottery.

In the dark-burning kiln, the utensils that have been cooled and formed are displayed in front of everyone. Lu Taoweng's eyes widened, his face blooming with a smile, and the young Lu potters also high-fives in celebration.

I saw those pots, tripods, gui, yu and other pottery, without exception, there was a layer of green or yellow on the surface, which was translucent, and faintly shimmered and reflected light. They are hard and firm to the touch, finely organized, and can emit a crisp and pleasant metallic sound when tapped.

Lu Taoweng said a little excitedly: "Gentleman, this is a rare good Tao!"

He turned around and wanted to present a treasure to Zhao Wuxie, but he saw that Zhao Wuxie didn't look happy, holding a smooth Tao Zun and looking to the right and left, his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Lu Taoweng knew what this expression meant, it was... disgust?

Ask for collection, ask for recommendation... I will go to Sanjiang next week, and I will try my best to update it three times a day.

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