"After your honor mentioned this matter, the student thought about it for a while and felt that this kind of skill seems to be of little use other than making exquisite utensils for viewing!" Zhang Dai had a serious face and spoke seriously. The ground asked back.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Liu San laughed and paced slowly in the hall - it was not him who took Qiao. Although he had theoretical preparations, he really didn't prepare many practical examples in the direction of ceramics. He had to do it himself. Think of an example. Just after taking two steps, something appeared in his eyes, and he remembered some fragments of related technology. "I don't care if that's what happened, let's fool him first!" Liu San decided to pretend to be an expert for a while.
"Mr. Zhang, if you say 'beneficial to people's livelihood', I will just say one benefit. If you are someone who only cares about face but not the truth, you only need to say 'small benefits are not enough', and you can continue to question indefinitely. Why don't you say it first, Mr. Zhang?" One standard, what does it mean to be 'beneficial to people's livelihood'?" Liu San first dug the hole according to the script.
When Zhang Dai heard this, he was stunned at first: "This thief also knows "Zuo Zhuan"?" - then he recalled the "Commentaries on the Thirteen Classics", and his evaluation of Liu San improved a bit, but he didn't know "Cao GUI" "Controversy" is an elementary school text from the old time and space...
Then Zhang Dai thought about it carefully. In the old Japanese cultural gatherings, there were often the kind of literary scoundrels who only wanted to save face but not the truth. No matter how you analyze and distinguish, he would ignore it and only pick up small details and constantly question. Talking about the subtleties may seem intense, but in fact it is meaningless in learning. If he gets a hold of him, he will talk about it over and over again. This Liu San is quite like a literary ruffian.
Whenever there is such a sign in a literary meeting, the person in charge of the meeting will use his status to suppress such scoundrels. If he refuses to change or the circumstances are bad, he will be expelled and given the title of "literary ruffian" to eliminate them. contacts. Now, Mr. Liu Yuan has to draw a line before he starts to say anything. Instead, he treats him as this person. Zhang Dai couldn't help but feel a little angry because of his laid-back temperament. He thought to himself again, could it be that in the eyes of this Australian, all the people in the Holy Religion are so miserable? I couldn't help but feel a little sad again.
"Sir, it doesn't matter. Is it beneficial to the people? Justice is in the hearts of the people. How can you be so messy?" Zhang Dai's words in response could not help but be a little angry.
"It's so difficult for the people in the city to have children..." Liu San unknowingly picked up his book bag while answering. He caught it smoothly with his mouth, but felt a little awkward in his heart. "For most ordinary people, it is not easy to raise a child. Not to mention various accidents, just a gust of wind or a sip of cold water can kill a child. Therefore, they have to have more children. It is said that more children mean more. Happiness, in fact, is just looking forward to having more children and dying in infancy, but a few will survive." Liu San first commented on the current situation of society.
Although Zhang Dai is a wealthy son, he is not a playboy who has no understanding of the middle and lower class society. When he thinks back to what Liu San said, it is natural for him to have new children in his family's house of servants, children, and long-term workers in the east and west rooms. It's a happy event. If the servant is friendly to you, you can't say what you will reward when you are in a good mood. If your child is dead, the friendly servant will just sigh at yourself and see if you can get some money from yourself for burial. , no matter whether it is successful or not, at most I will complain for a day or two and then not mention it again. On weekdays, when I hear this, all I think of is, "My servants have affairs, and they come here to ask for money. It's such a big trouble." Now Liu Yuanlao has vividly presented the root of this matter in front of him from the perspective of a doctor. No matter how open-minded and optimistic Zhang Dai is, he is also a little melancholy. But what does this have to do with ceramic craftsmanship?
"I survived, but I am still upset when I am half-grown. It is when I grow taller that my food intake increases, but my body size and strength do not. If we are in the countryside, the farm work will be too heavy. If we are in the city, , no one among these young men is willing to hire workers." When Liu San said this, he remembered some social survey records circulated among the elders that he happened to be interested in, and his heart was touched, and his words became even more interesting. Somewhat true. "If there are too many surviving children in the family, they will not be able to support them. Those who are older and can work must take on the same responsibility as their parents to support the family. If there are too many children and they cannot support themselves, they have to find a way. , go through the door and send apprentices, no matter what, you will always have a bite to eat; if you encounter an unexpected disaster and have no way to make a living, you will have to sell your own flesh and blood..."
Hearing this, Zhang Dai also sighed, but did not make any comment: Regardless of whether it is true or not, he has heard a lot of "feelings about the people" in literary and poetry gatherings in the past, but most of them just sighed. That's all. At most, I can say a few more rhetorical words such as "If I win the exam", "If I get the job", "If I become a local parent", but the focus will soon turn to why he hasn't won the exam yet. As for the "people" who were used to stir up conversation, no one mentioned it again without good intentions. I just don’t know what this thief would say?
"If there is a thing that can enable a thousand such half-year-olds to support themselves, not only provide for their own food and clothing, but also subsidize their families a little if they are diligent, does Mr. Zhang think this thing will be beneficial to people's livelihood?" Liu San first made a price.
There was so much foreshadowing, and now that Liu San had drawn a clear path, Zhang Dai really could not go against his conscience and say, "Guangzhou and Qiongfu have two million residents and a thousand young people, and the small benefits are not yet everywhere." Not only is it a small benefit, but at least a thousand families have been relieved of a burden. The actual number of beneficiaries is more than three to five thousand. As a local official and a county magistrate, unless you are assigned to a good place close to Jiwang, the population under your jurisdiction will only be less than 5,000. If one thing can benefit the people of a county, how can it not be "beneficial to people's livelihood"?
"If this is true, it is a great good!" Zhang Dai sighed: "Please don't hesitate to teach me, what is it that can benefit thousands of people?"
"Haha, Mr. Zhang has been in Guangzhou for a long time. Since summer, there have been popsicles everywhere in Guangzhou. I wonder if Mr. Zhang has ever drunk them?" Liu San asked in return.
Of course Zhang Dai, a big foodie, has eaten popsicles. He has a strong curiosity for novel things. He has long heard about the various novel foods of Australians. When you arrive in Guangzhou, a city where Australia gathers, it’s natural to have a feast. What's more, it's convenient: the ice shop under the name of Zicheng Ji delivers ice cubes to the Liang Mansion once a day. In addition to the ice cubes, the car also comes with various kinds of popsicles, kvass and other cold drinks. He also ate a lychee-flavored one yesterday afternoon - is this stuff related to ceramics? What does it have to do with people’s livelihood? Zhang Dai couldn't understand it for a while.
"It turns out that Mr. Zhang has eaten these popsicles, but has never seen how to sell them." Liu San obviously expected this, and pointed to the two large cloth-wrapped vats where free herbal tea was given out in the shade of the corner of the pharmacy. One says "hot" and the other says "cool".
"Mr. Zhang, you might as well come and take a look. In fact, those half-grown children selling popsicles use this."
Zhang Dai was curious and stepped forward. The two large vats were tightly wrapped in plain cotton covers. When the lids also wrapped with cloth were opened, the medicinal fragrance of herbal tea hit your nose. Zhang Dai took a closer look and realized that the vat was not the pottery urn he expected, but a porcelain vessel with plain white walls and a faint blue rim.
"This is -" Zhang Dai asked doubtfully: If it is porcelain, with such a large volume, it is really worrying that the outer wall is so thin. If it is not porcelain, then the wall is obviously the luster of porcelain glaze.
"Enamel. Enamel vat." Liu San explained, "It's enamel..."
enamel? Inlaid enamel? That's copperware! Jingtai-nian's filigree-embedded enamel vessels are quite famous. At that time, only one of them was forbidden in the palace. Until now, only a small number of them have been released. Zhang Dai only has a few small items in his own collection. Moreover, the large vat in front of me is completely white, but there is a circle of blue around the edge. It has nothing to do with the "enamel inlay"!
"Sir, you are joking. The enamelware is made of copper." Zhang Dai shook his head.
Um? bronze? Cloisonné? Liu San himself was stunned. Hey, someone seems to have mentioned that it seems that the use of cast iron cores for enamel was not until the 19th century.
Liu San, who wittily recalled the key information, immediately nodded and said: "If you can use copper, why don't you think about using iron?" As for the adhesion problem between the base glaze and the iron core, Liu San ignored it.
"Iron is hard and malleable, and can be made extremely thin. Copper is expensive but iron is cheap, so it is cheap and easy to use when used as the inner core. Sir, please see, this large vat is also covered with glaze. The large body is white, and the remaining The next curling opening is followed by a second pass of blue-fired glaze. The glaze completely seals the iron core, which not only makes the iron core strong and durable, but also has a glaze that separates the iron core from contact with liquid, so it will not rust. As long as you put a layer of crushed ice inside and a layer of insulation on the outside, ah, this layer of cotton cover, you can keep the popsicles inside from melting for several hours..." As for whether this large enamel vat is real Liu Sancai was too lazy to care about the production using this technology, he just wanted to fool Zhang Dai now - it made sense logically anyway.
"If a pottery jar or a wooden barrel is used, the weight of the container itself is enough for a child of such a large size. If this process is not used, it can only be sold at street stalls." Liu San continued to talk.
Zhang Dai was convinced but also unconvinced. This large enamel vat is lightweight, clean, and sturdy. The popsicle seller can really save a lot of effort by carrying this large enamel vat, and he can also carry more popsicles. However, many ice vendors he saw on the street did not use this large enamel vat, but small wooden boxes with quilts inside.
He pondered: "Doctor Liu is right. However, this large enamel vat seems to be unnecessary. The ice sellers students saw on the street only used a wooden box wrapped in a quilt."
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