Dad's business kingdom

Chapter 534 Primitive Society (4) (110)

"Village Chief, don't listen to their nonsense, I think they are just teasing you." Bull Shan said from the side.

"Shut up!" The village chief shouted softly.

"If you don't want to wait, you can go."

Bull Shan mouthed angrily, and looked coldly at Fengxiang who was busy.

He hates Feng Zhuang, and also hates Feng Xiang.

Time passed quietly, and gradually, people in the village heard that Fengxiang was burning something called pottery, which was very useful, and even the village chief was waiting there.

After the villagers heard the news, they were full of curiosity, what kind of things could make the village head see it, and everyone came here one after another.

"I heard that they burn something called pottery."

"Yes, it is this thing, but I don't know what it is."

"Don't you know when Xiaoxiang burns out, let's wait here!"

"Haha, you're right, let's just wait here!"

"..."

Time passed bit by bit, Feng Xiang started firing pottery at about eight o'clock in the morning, and now it is already three poles in the sun.

The ancients ate twice a day, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, so they usually worked outside at noon.

At this time, many people were impatient and didn't want to wait here to see what Fengxiang did, so many people left.

Suddenly Fengxiang extinguished the charcoal in the stove, and then turned on the stove, and waves of heat came out of it.

When the temperature had dissipated a lot, he reached out and took out the pottery and put it into the river water, and sheets of white smoke came out of it.

When the white smoke stopped coming out, he took out the pottery again.

"Has it been fired?" The village chief came over and asked.

"Yes, village chief, look, this is pottery." Fengxiang brought one of the pottery that had just been fired to the village chief.

The village chief picked up the pottery and looked at it carefully. It was a small teapot. Although the appearance was not very delicate, it could be used to hold things.

The village head looked at it for a long time, and said with excitement, "Okay, okay, with this thing, we can carry things."

"Hahahahaha..." He laughed excitedly.

Then he looked at Fengxiang expectantly, and said with bright eyes: "Xiaoxiang, this thing..."

"Village Chief, pottery making is a lot of work, so I'm going to teach everyone how to make pottery," Feng Xiang said with a smile.

The production of pottery is not very difficult, the main thing is the temperature and the dilution of the soil. As long as people who have seen this thing study a little bit, and then tell the tricks in it, everyone will basically know how to make it.

"Xiao Xiang..." Second Uncle called anxiously from the side.

In his opinion, the pottery was discovered by Fengxiang, so it belongs to the Feng clan and must not be allowed to be touched by others, but now Fengxiang wants to hand over the method of firing pottery, which makes him very anxious.

Da Zhuang watched happily from the side, it is very good for his son to have such awareness, he thought that Feng Xiang would strictly guard the firing method of pottery and not let anyone know.

"Hahahahaha...well..." The village chief looked at Feng Xiang in front of him with more and more satisfaction.

Although Fengxiang is still young, in the eyes of the village chief, this child is not simple and has a bright future.

"Everyone come and see the pottery made by Xiaoxiang." The village head greeted the surrounding villagers.

The villagers came up and took pottery and looked at it carefully. Everyone can see that pottery is a very good thing. With this thing, everyone can hold many things in the future.

"Grandpa Village Chief, when do you think we should teach them how to make pottery?" Feng Xiang asked.

Since it is time to teach them how to make pottery, the sooner the better.

"Let's start today!" The village chief said with a wave of his hand.

After speaking, he called out to the villagers: "Everyone come over and watch Xiaoxiang burn pottery seriously."

Everyone put the pottery in their hands on the ground, and surrounded Feng Xiang to watch him make pottery.

"Firing pottery is actually very simple. The main thing is temperature and soil. Ordinary soil cannot be fired into pottery. I use red clay. Red clay can be fired into pottery. In addition to soil, there is also temperature. , pottery needs to be fired at high temperature, so I made this stove. There are vent holes on the top of the stove, and the thing burned below is called charcoal. Charcoal can produce higher temperatures, so charcoal must be used when firing pottery , the bottom of the stove burns charcoal, and the top burns pottery. My stove is small. If you want to burn more pottery at one time, you can make a bigger stove. Just make it like my stove... "

Fengxiang first explained the firing principle of pottery, and then showed them the firing himself.

After a few reincarnations, everyone will basically remember it.

Bull Shan looked at the secret jealousy from the side, the more excellent Feng Xiang is, the more jealous he is, in his opinion, if he is with Feng Xiang's mother, then Feng Xiang must be his son, and he will not let Feng Xiang Da Zhuang's idiot picked the fruit.

Four days later, many stoves had been set up by the river, piles of red mud and piles of charcoal were transported to the river.

"Okay, we won't burn small items." Feng Xiang clapped his hands.

"Let's burn a big one." Fengxiang said again.

"Xiaoxiang, tell me, you can burn whatever you want." The third uncle said with a smile.

The third uncle also rushed over when he saw Feng's situation.

Such a big event happened to the Feng family, as the Feng family, they naturally wanted to come and see it.

"Next, let's make a large tank that can carry more things, and you will help me by the side."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a large group of diluted red mud and squeezed the big tank, while the third and second uncles stood beside him.

Soon the mold of a large vat was squeezed out, and everyone put it into the stove, and then fired it.

Having been fired so many times, Fengxiang is already familiar with the process, and soon a large tank was fired.

"You continue to burn, Xiao Lin and I have something to do when we go back." Feng Xiang said, holding the big vat.

After speaking, he greeted Xiaolin to leave.

The two returned home all the way, and put the big tank on the open space in front of the door.

"Now let's hustle the paddy."

After Fengxiang finished speaking, he grabbed a bundle of rice and put one end of it on the top of the big vat, the aura circulated, and the white rice entered into the big vat one after another, with a wave of his palm, he put the finely chopped rice aside , generosity is also useful, you can use it to feed livestock.

Now there is no threshing machine in modern society, and he does not want to use primitive methods, so it is a very good way to use aura to hustle rice.

He wasn't afraid of being seen for such a scene, because this place belonged to the Feng clan, and now everyone in the village was firing pottery by the river, and no one came here.

Xiao Lin also couldn't see how powerful Fengxiang's ability was, because he had seen Brother Xiang's ability several times, and he was no stranger to it.

Xiao Lin looked at the full rice in the vat, his eyes were shining.

　Ten chapters exploded today!
　　
　
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