Soon, bowls, jars, etc., made from clay, were all put into the stone kiln.
Then a layer of charcoal is laid on the bottom layer of the burning to facilitate igniting the fire. Finally, it was put on black soil, which is coal!
When the kiln firing started, Chu Feng was forced to recite a mantra helplessly: "The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Lord comes to show his spirit, and the black earth of Shanglin County comes to listen..."
After reciting the incantation, several old potters were very excited, and the confidence in their eyes was extremely strong. It seems that with Chu Feng's spell, the kiln will be successful.
This gave Chu Feng a sense of accomplishment!
It’s so fucking easy to pretend to be a ghost! No wonder those White Lotus and Red Lotus sects in history engaged in superstitious activities during rebellions... No, what do I want to do with these? I'm not rebelling!
"Ahem, Uncle Wu, old kiln head, you can't take it lightly. After all, this is our first time to burn a kiln with black soil. It's best to take turns to guard the kiln. Don't leave people alone when the kiln is burning. Always observe the size of the fire."
Chu Feng still gave his instructions very seriously. Unexpectedly, everyone in Lao Yaotou laughed: "Master, you have cast a spell. It's okay."
At this time, a kiln maker who was lying on the small hole reserved in the stone kiln to inspect suddenly screamed: "Oh my God, when the black soil really burns, it still has blue flames. The heat is too high," It’s very hot! It would be better if this kiln could be bigger!”
"Really? I'll come and take a look too."
Lao Yaotou couldn't help but approached. Then he looked at the small hole and shouted excitedly: "It's burning, it's really burning. Shanglin County can be saved. Master, you are the living Bodhisattva of Shanglin County!"
"Plop"
Lao Yaotou knelt down to Chu Feng again, and before Chu Feng could react, there were three "bang bang bang" sounds.
Chu Feng was so angry that he really wanted to kick him: You old man, isn't this going to shorten my life?
However, this superstitious activity is so damn easy to control people’s hearts!
"Haha, old kiln head, you used to think the kiln was too big, but now even if it is bigger, it can still be fired. Hehe, our young master still has the ability. Hehe, come on, you guys get out of the way, and I will come and take a look, too. How does that damn black earth burn.”
Uncle Wu laughed proudly, as if Chu Feng's ability was all due to him.
As a result, no one of the more than ten old men who fired the kiln went to rest, and they watched around the stone kiln all night long!
As a result, as soon as the fire was extinguished, Lao Yaotou wanted to open the kiln door, but was stopped by Chu Feng who arrived in time: "Old Yao Tou, don't open the door in a hurry. After the black soil burns, there will be some poisonous smoke. .After opening the door, you have to wait for an hour before you can go in."
"Master is right, I almost forgot that this black soil is poisonous. Fortunately, Master is in charge of this black soil!"
Uncle Wu next to him hurriedly said loudly. At this time, all the young master's abilities seem to be something he can be proud of!
An hour later, Lao Yaotou was the first to rush in. Now he has completely become a loyal believer of the young master. If the young master says it's okay, then it must be okay. What about the poisonous smoke?
When the finished products were taken out, everyone was shocked!
Is there any earthenware pottery here? It was clearly made of exquisite ceramics, and the outside of the big bowl was actually burnt to a shiny luster!
Next time, if you put patterns on the outside of the clay bowl, it won’t look too beautiful after it’s baked!
Chu Feng didn't expect that he could actually make ceramics!
This shows that the soil here has high viscosity and is resistant to high temperatures. No wonder pottery was made in the past, but nowhere else. The pottery made is strong because the temperature of the charcoal is not high enough!
Now that we have coal, it’s definitely different. Hehe, my toilet is about to appear!
"Master, you are a god!"
As the old Yaotou said, he knelt down to Chu Feng piously.
"Hula"
The crowd all around also knelt down.
Including the big man Niushan, now he also regards Chu Feng as a god. He has also heard of the damn black soil, but he never expected that the young master can actually make it burn and burn such beautiful big bowls and pots! It’s simply impossible for humans to do it!
Only Shuang'er, Yue'er, Xue'er, and Ling'er stood pretty. The little pretty faces were all red, and they were all as proud as little fairies. They were the young master's, and they had even eaten the young master's saliva! Ling'er is even more proud. She is still shy with the young master, and she will work harder to serve the young master in the future. However, the young master is really too bad, always letting herself...
"Uncle Wu, find an open space in our village, and then bring some manpower to dig out the black soil in Shanglin County. Dig as much as you can."
Chu Feng said with a smile.
Now that Chujiazhuang can bake ceramics, it is also a way to make money! We must let Chujiazhuang store more of the black soil before its value is exposed.
"Old slave, this is the organization's manpower, hehe."
Uncle Wu's mentality of taking advantage of others was extremely exciting. Including all the kiln burners, in their eyes, those harmful black soils are exquisite ceramics, and that is money! Who wouldn’t be tempted by digging for free?
"But that black soil is poisonous!"
Someone whispered, but Chu Feng heard it. But before Chu Feng could speak.
The old man rushed over, slapped the boy hard, and said loudly: "As long as our young master is here, those black soil dare not poison us. And so far, haven't none of us been poisoned? If you don't believe it, you can catch us Eat a handful and try it.”
Upon hearing this, Chu Feng hurriedly said loudly: "Okay, everyone just needs to know that this black soil will definitely not poison you, but you don't eat it either. Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious. From now on, just feel free to dig. When digging , each person has fifty coppers per day. They are responsible for the food. Remember, this is a secret. If anyone leaks the information, the young master will use magic to let the black soil burn him alive."
Chu Feng became more and more comfortable with pretending to be a ghost, and finally added casually.
As a result, many people trembled all over. The young master was so terrifying. He could even burn people to death with black soil!
However, as long as we can control the black soil, we will just dig it!
As a result, the next day, many people in Shanglin County saw a group of fools in Chujiazhuang frantically digging the harmful black soil. They were not afraid of being poisoned.
A truckload of black soil was taken away. Aren't they afraid of disaster in Chujiazhuang?
There were many curious Shanglin County squires who couldn't help but come up and ask. As a result, the guys digging the black soil first smiled mysteriously, and then the young master asked them to dig the soil, and he just followed the order.
The news spread quickly. Prince Ning and his son, who were planning to take advantage of Wu County Cheng's death, suddenly stopped.
"Haha, in order to make some political achievements, that boy Chu Feng actually ignored the life and death of the villagers in Chu Village and asked them to dig the poisonous black soil. Just wait, if something happens, let's take care of him!"
Prince Ning said with a big belly and a big smile.
But the prince next to him, Li Hui, said thoughtfully: "Father, the son of the child came back after asking: It is that boy who can frighten the evil spirits of the black soil and prevent it from poisoning people! Could it be that he asked the villagers to dig the soil? Just to prove this? If this is true, His Majesty will appoint him to be promoted again, and his prestige will be even more..."
"Haha, don't listen to the evil spirits. They are all lies. That boy Chu Feng is very cunning. However, sooner or later something will happen if you dig up the poisonous black soil. We just need to send more manpower to keep an eye on the villagers who are digging the soil. Once If someone dies from poisoning, that’s when we take action!”
Prince Ning interrupted his son and said confidently.
