The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Looking for a place with elegant scenery in plain white, Jiang qianxia buried his concubine who died safely. Jiang qianxia drove to the built Liulichang in a padded carriage.

Liulichang was placed on a barren mountain in the outer suburbs by Jiang qianxia. The land price was almost as cheap as Baicai. It also took down the nearby quartz mine by the way.

He came to Liulichang for most of the day before getting off the carriage. Jiang qianxia was stunned to find that it had been dark for a few days!

"You just rolled out of the coal pile?"

There was a trace of helplessness on her expressionless face, boundlessly helped her to the ground, and said coldly: "something happened in the mine. I haven't been able to serve the master these days. I heard that the master stirred up the wind and clouds in the court, which was very lively."

Jiang qianxia stopped, looked up a little uncertain and said, "well, are you blaming me for causing trouble, or are you angry that I left you here for so long?"

A faint glance at her, boundless did not answer, only helped her to walk to the clean courtyard inside.

Trouble is nothing. She can always deal with it well before she gets into trouble. Don't worry that she will suffer losses; It doesn't hurt to be in the sun and wind here. He is willing to solve the problem for her.

But she didn't leave him for such a long time, which made him really... Very uncomfortable.

Feeling the resentment emanating from boundless, Jiang qianxia didn't dare to say anything. For fear of saying anything wrong, the housekeeper would go on strike and she would be blind.

After a careless greeting, Jiang qianxia checked the structure of the kiln room, nodded with satisfaction and asked, "are the scissors ready for you?"

The craftsmen politely handed over a large iron scissors. Slightly different from ordinary scissors, the scissors handshake was also wrapped with a layer of cork and a layer of oil resin.

Then he tried twice. Jiang qianxia said with satisfaction, "OK, now that we are ready, let's start!"

When the new kiln is started, in order to prevent cracking of the kiln chamber, a small amount of firewood must be used to heat up and test the kiln.

It took almost a day for the temperature to cool naturally from low to high. Because it is necessary maintenance, although people are anxious, they do not mean to be perfunctory.

After the kiln room cooled the next day, the kiln foreman who liked to squint at people took a knife to bleed himself and sprinkled it on the kiln room. Jiang qianxia was warm in his heart.

Taking the step of blood sacrifice shows that the kiln foreman will not move his nest unless he has to.

When the kiln was reopened, the astringent feeling of yesterday was gone. Even if he saw the kiln room for the first time, Jiang qianxia could feel a mellow and peaceful comfort.

Nodding with satisfaction, Jiang qianxia took out the specific steps of firing glass from the sleeve bag, including the proportion of materials, temperature requirements and process, etc.

It was written on a piece of paper. The foreman stared at the paper seriously for a long time. A blush appeared on his dark face. He was particularly embarrassed to scratch his head and said with a simple smile: "shopkeeper, there are so many words that villains know. Can't you understand it?"

"I can't understand. You've been reading for a long time and are ready to become a talent by yourself?"

Angrily, he dragged the manual back and photographed it to boundless. Let him read it carefully first, practice it with the kiln workers, and then officially start.

Fortunately, although they are all exposed to glass firing for the first time, they are all old people who have dealt with the kiln all their lives, and it is not difficult to learn by analogy.

Second, the instructions given by Jiang qianxia are definitely simpler and clearer than the most advanced ancient glass firing steps in this era.

After being familiar with their respective duties twice, the kiln workers told Jiang qianxia that they could start.

"Start the kiln -"

Without any scales, these skilled workers twist up piles of ore powder with rough hands and draw a Tai Chi circle to mix it evenly.

The prepared mixture is sent to the furnace for melting. After melting into liquid glass, it flows through the feed tank and flows out in strands from the feed port.

The glass liquid that just flowed out was suffused with red flames, and the whole was in a translucent burning state, which was extremely beautiful.

I didn't expect to burn the liquid glass so smoothly. The kiln workers were in a trance. At the urging of Jiang qianxia, they cut the strands of liquid glass into one by one with big scissors.

After rolling through the cooling channel and solidifying, Jiang qianxia carefully pinches a straight glass rod and gently pinches it, as if he can pinch the part in the middle that is not completely solidified. It's a little hot, but it feels very fresh.

Appreciate the glass rod carefully against the light. Although there are many small bubbles in it, because of the material problem, the transparency can not reach the level of later generations, but the warm chicken oil yellow makes this glass rod look particularly high-grade.

"God, it's more transparent than the nonsense I saw in the old wanbaoge store!"

"This yellow is really right. The most noble bright yellow can only be used by the emperor?"

"It's just a strip. It's thick. Did you grind it down to be a chopstick envoy to the emperor?"

"These strips can't be ground into chopsticks, can they?"

Listening to the serious discussion of the craftsmen, Jiang qianxia turned his eyes and said, "I spent a lot of money here to find you, buy land and build a house, just to sell chopsticks!"

"Listen, the glass rod is burned as raw material. Can you make molds? It's similar to cast iron. After the mold is made, burn the glass rod again and pour in the juice!"

"You can also burn it semi soft, and then find a pipe to insert it and blow it. It's more powerful than pinching a clay figurine."

"I'm tired. Like when the liquid glass came out just now, I changed the cooling channel into a chute, and the cut glass strips rolled themselves into a ball."

"I'm tired of playing with monochrome, so we twist the glass strips of several colors together. We not only have to make monochrome glass pendants and sell them to those big officials who have a lot of money, but also have to make some beautiful ornaments that pierce the eyes and earn all the money of Hu merchants!"

The more he said, the more excited he became. Jiang qianxia held a glass stick high and said in a fanatical way: "when we are proficient in playing, we will get a geographical map of mountains and rivers ten or twenty feet high. The mountains are green, the water is transparent, the desert is yellow and the road is black."

"If this thing is made for your majesty, the reputation of our Liulichang will be destroyed! We have all burned our national treasures. Those rich local rich men can't cry and beg us to sell them this sand burning thing?"

"Let's work hard! When we make money, we'll give you red envelopes!"