Reborn Peasant Girl: I Rely on Carpentry as Minister of Industry

Chapter 50 The Elixir
After the pottery kiln was closed and cooled overnight, the temperature was no longer hot when it was opened.

By the side of the kiln, the people from the third room of the big house stretched their heads and held their breath, looking more nervous than the people from the second room.

Old man Jiang and Mrs. Jiang were the ones who opened the kiln, and Mrs. Yao also stepped forward to help. Jiang's second child's injury is not suitable for strenuous exercise, so he looked at it idly with his hands behind his back.

Don't panic, just treat it as a child's play, anyway, their family has 100 taels and can make it for a long time, even if the pottery fails, it doesn't matter, and they don't rely on it for food.

Of course, if it succeeds, it will be a good business, and the life of their second wife will be stable in the future.

The old man Jiang lifted the layers of straw on the top, and finally saw the goods inside, his eyes opened wide and round, and he took a breath of air.

"What's up dad?!" If Cheng Cheng could say something, he was really anxious to death, and Jiang's second son finally couldn't wait to ask.

"Hahaha! Of course it's done!" After finishing speaking, Old Man Jiang reached down and picked up a small bowl, feeling the temperature.

"Huh? Isn't it Tao? Why is it cyan and has a layer of light?" Everyone gathered around.

Looking carefully at the bowl in the old man's hand, the shape is very ordinary, and there are some deformations, but the color of green gray is very special, bright and beautiful. Most importantly, the surface of the bowl is smooth and looks very high-end.

The pottery bowls bought in the market are either gray, black or earth-colored. They are not good-looking, and they are also very rough, the kind that can scratch your hands.

"It's so smooth. It's the same as the porcelain sold by other people. The color is also very beautiful. Dad, how many pieces have you baked?" Jiang asked quickly, wishing she could pick it up by herself, because she saw the business opportunity right away.

"You'll know when you take it out." The old man Jiang fell back to the edge of the kiln, and took out the pottery one by one. The old lady Jiang took it from the other side and handed it to Yao Shi, and Yao Shi gently put the finished product on the pottery. In the basket.

Not much was burned in total, and the kiln was quickly exhausted, and those that were cracked were also taken out together.

"That's right, just [-]% of the damage." Old man Jiang was very happy. Although he made two of the [-]% of the damage, he was very proud. Even the kiln can't do it.

"Father, leave it to me, and I'll sell it for you." Jiang smiled and stepped forward to flatter her. If such a good thing is mentioned as a consignment in her natal shop, she can get at least five cents of the profit.

"This is from Chang'an for dinner, what are you selling for it?" Even if she wanted to sell it, she wouldn't need her. Is this kind of good thing afraid that people who recognize the goods won't automatically come to the door?The old man Jiang immediately rolled his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this a lot, don't worry about Chang'an, Auntie will definitely give you a good price." But Jiang didn't offer an offer, and wanted to deceive people.

"There are too many to give away." Jiang Changan has already put the things to give away in his back basket.

Divide things into three parts, "This is my family's, this is my grandparents', this is a gift, no more."

"Then, make another kiln today?" Isn't it stupid to have money and not make money?Jiang still did not give up.

"I have to go to school today, and I don't have time." He hung his appetite first, and then burned the custom-made utensils when they became famous. Jiang Changan had his own plan.

"Father, didn't you follow suit yesterday? You must have learned it, right?" It's better for the old man to cook it himself, and they will definitely take advantage of being sons.

"Oh, you can read it, it's written in the book, why don't you go and read it, and try it yourself?" Jiang old man immediately sarcastically.

Just these few idiots, who can't learn carpentry for many years, can make pottery all at once?wishful thinking.

In the end, the people in the first room and the third room just looked lonely and didn't even get a fart.

It wasn't until this moment that Xian and Fang realized deeply that they had really separated, but life was not easier.

On the other hand, Erfang, even if he owes debts, can live a good life soon with his pottery skills.

The couple regretted it the day after they separated.

Jiang Changan ate a sweet potato for breakfast, then picked up his small basket and headed for the private school on the mountain.

The private school on the mountain was at the foot of the mountain at the entrance of the village, and Jiang Jiabao and the others who were going to the school in the town were on the same road, so the brothers and sisters went out together.

"It's getting late, why isn't Brother Jiawen leaving?" After walking for a long time, Jiang Changan realized that one of the five people was missing a big brother, and he couldn't help wondering.

"I eavesdropped on my uncle last night saying that my elder brother is getting old and can't read, so he might as well go home and farm. Anyway, he can't afford Shuxiu." Seven-year-old Jiang Jiawang didn't know what to worry about.

Sanfang was almost unable to open the pot, and he still felt sorry for others.

Jiang Changan frowned, Jiang Jiawen was only 12 years old, and the eldest house only had five acres of land, which was not enough for the eldest wife and three mothers to do it, so he was lacking a labor force, this uncle was really short-sighted.

"We may not be able to go next year, and our parents are also unable to earn money for us." Jiang Jiaxing sighed regretfully.

Although they are not promising in school, they can fish every day. Otherwise, the two brothers are only seven or eight years old. What can they do when they go home?

"Really?! Can we also not have to go to school? Don't we need to get up so early every day?" Jiang Jiawang was happy because he didn't like reading at all.

It's fine if you don't understand it, and you're always beaten by your husband.

Jiang Jiaxing didn't even bother to look at this silly brother anymore. Isn't it better to get up early to study than to get up early to do farm work?Brainless guy.

Even Jiang Jiabao sighed quietly. He, too, had a hard time reading, more tired than working, it was too brain-burning.

Jiang Changan saw the reactions of several people, so he said earnestly, "In the long run, studying is more promising, as long as you pass the college examination and become a student, you will have a wider and more dignified career in the future.

How about I teach you how to brush the questions in the future?It's simple, guaranteed to pass. "

The three of them brushed their heads together, what is the question?Can you pass after brushing?Can be a scholar?Standing at the same height as Mr.

"Go, study hard, and come back to me at night, and the panacea will be prepared for you." At the intersection, Jiang Changan waved to a few people, and went to the private school on the mountain by himself, without Jiang Jiabao picking him up.

The brothers looked at each other in blank dismay, but inexplicably felt that the pressure of studying was not so heavy, and a little expectation was born.

The private school on the mountain was built on a small soil slope, with only three rooms, with the classroom in the middle, the living room of Master Song on the left, and the kitchen and utility room on the right.

In the private school, apart from Mr. Song, there was also a dumb slave who was in charge of sweeping and cooking. The rest were the dozen or so students enrolled.

The private school is surrounded by fences and has a large courtyard for students to rest and do activities.

The private school only gave up classes at the end of the hour, and students usually arrived in the classroom one after another, except for a naughty child like Li Shushen.

But today, Li Shushen appeared at the gate of the private school at the beginning of the morning, which was really a miracle.

"Li Shushen, why did you change your gender? Xueba is still working so hard, can you give us some way to survive?" Shen Fugui hated it, and suddenly felt that his future life was going to be dark.

"Which of your eyes saw him reading, standing in the air, waiting for someone?" A genius doesn't need to work hard, he just needs to play, Zhang Zhuzi is envious.

Ever since their private school on the mountain got good grades in the examination, the parents are not calm anymore, they all see infinite hope, wish they could spur them all the time, eager to come back as a scholar.

"Who are you waiting for? Jiang Changan? Then come here."

(End of this chapter)