After listening to Liang Chuan's words, Lao Jin smiled and said: "Other people always think that the outside world is good, and noodles are easy to make, but I don't think so. I think our ancestors are much more powerful than us, but they guard This industry has been in business for several generations, and no one would even think about doing something else. For this reason, I must stick to it and not interrupt the inheritance."
Liang Chuan agreed very much and said: "It's good to have your own beliefs. This craft can be passed down to future generations for endless generations, and it will be a treasure in the future."
Lao Jin was also quite surprised, "Brother, you don't look like a local. Is this your first time here to buy a tank?" Liang Chuan was a little embarrassed after talking so much when they just met. Feel.
"No, I just moved to Fengshan. I need a kimchi jar for making pickles at home. I asked all the way from Fengshan and finally found the one here."
"Oh, that's not easy. Take a look at what you need in my city. If you have special needs, we can also customize them here and meet your requirements. I'm not bragging, Brother Jin. Now I am the only kiln left in Xinghua to bake this pottery jar. I don’t know about other places. If you want to buy it, you can only come to me."
"It's okay, it's okay, let me take a look first."
The pottery jars they make here range from large to small, and their shapes are basically small in mouth and big in belly. Liang Chuan wanted to buy a few big ones and soak more at once. After all, there were many people in the family, so he could finish them in a few days.
Liang Chuan circled around these jars and finally found a few kimchi jars with sinks on the edges. This kind of sink is also called the edge of the altar. The edge of the altar is lower than the mouth of the altar. When pickling the kimchi, a plate will be placed as a false cover to prevent it from growing. Water intrusion.
Liang Chuan took a look at the bodies of several kimchi jars. The best jars for making kimchi are ones that have been fired at a high enough temperature and have a good glaze. There are no cracks or blisters on the jars. Although the shape doesn’t have to be too beautiful, it doesn’t have to be too beautiful. Too ugly.
It was the first time that Lao Jin saw someone who came to buy a pottery jar looking so carefully. Liang Chuan followed quietly without asking him, looking at the young man with a smile.
The pottery jars I made were all of high quality, and the bad ones were moved to the river and smashed. Liang Chuan came all the way and saw that the many incomplete pottery jars he passed by were the defective products they had destroyed.
When the kiln was opened, the large vat next to the kiln eye had obvious yin and yang fire marks, because the wall of the vat near the kiln eye was in direct contact with the firewood thrown in from the kiln eye, so it showed an obvious roughness, and the glaze color was matte. The glaze color of the cylinder wall is black and shiny, smooth and attractive. This is the result of unstable humidity control in the kiln. Occasionally, there will be a few defective products due to changes in humidity, but most of them are still perfect.
Liang Chuan bent his fingers and tapped the tank body a few times. There were waves of steel sounds coming from inside. He was quite satisfied with me and asked: "Can I take these tanks to Hehe to try it?"
"Of course, but this tank is a bit heavy. You may not be able to carry it alone..." Before Lao Jin finished speaking, Liang Chuan picked up the large tank weighing dozens of kilograms as easily as he picked up a chicken. He walked straight He went to the river and was so frightened that Lao Jin's eyes bulged.
He has been selling tanks for so many years. When he saw someone carrying the tank for the first time, not only did he not ask for help, but he also carried it so easily and comfortably by himself. He followed Liang Chuan, and the two of them came directly to the river.
Liang Chuan pressed the pottery jar into the water. The buoyancy of the water was very strong, but Liang Chuan's power was greater. Hey, with some force on his hands, the water tank sank obediently like an obedient child. Liang Chuan looked at the inner wall of the water tank, scanning every corner without missing a single spot.
Lao Jin looked at Liang Chuan carefully. He was looking to see if there were sand holes, cracks, or water seepage in the jar. If these problems occurred, the pickled food would soon go bad.
This guy is so powerful. If he puts the water tank in the water, he can't conquer it if he doesn't have a few hundred kilograms of strength. Looking at the vat so carefully, it couldn't be that another vat kiln was opened somewhere else and someone was sent here to test it out.
Liang Chuan looked at it for a long time. The wall of the tank inside was as dry as ever, with no water seepage at all. He lifted the water tank and returned to the clearing. In the end, he looked a little embarrassed and said to Lao Jin: "Brother Lao Jin, the quality of your tank is quite good. Can I try it again and burn a piece of paper in the tank? If the effect is satisfactory, I will buy it. How is your tank?"
Lao Jin didn't know what he wanted to do, but he said reluctantly: "Many people used to come to me to buy pottery jars to make pickle jars, but I didn't see you having so many skills. This may be your exclusive secret recipe. But can you tell me why you do this? I promise you that I will not tell anyone else. When others buy my tank in the future, I can introduce it to others in this way. Otherwise, this tank will be new. You lit a fire, and if others don’t know how to buy it back next time, they will think it has been used for other purposes.”
Liang Chuan touched his head and said with a smile: "I don't quite understand what this means. A friend of mine told me. He said that the jars that were tested in this way can be used to pickle vegetables. As long as the method is right, the pickles will be made. The pickles are not too bad.”
Lao Jin hesitated for a while, and he was quite curious, and said, "Okay, then you can try it."
Liang Chuan added: "Can you give me a roll of waste paper so that I can light it?"
"Wait a minute." Lao Jin rushed into the house and ran out soon, holding a few yellow papers that Liangchuan had lit in his hand. He was afraid that the yellow paper would be burned out and he ran quickly.
Liang Chuan picked up the lid of the jar that was placed next to the jar, ran to the river and scooped out a large basin of water. When he came back, he poured it on the edge of the altar and shouted to Lao Jin: "Put the paper in the jar and burn it quickly!"
The yellow paper burns very slowly, but there is not much yellow paper, and it will be gone when it is finished burning. In this era, every household does not have much paper because it is not used. Lao Jin carefully placed the yellow paper in the vat, for fear that the fire would go out.
The yellow paper burned slowly at the bottom of the jar, and Liang Chuan closed the lid.
"Wait a moment." Liang Chuan said.
Lao Jin stared at the jar he had made with his own hands, fearing that he would miss any earth-shattering changes.
A magical thing happened. Liang Chuan poured half a tank of water on the edge of the altar, and it seemed like someone was hiding in the jar. Slowly, all the water on the edge of the altar was sucked in! Lao Jin learned the craft from his previous master, and now he is a master of his own. He has been making pottery jars for so many years and he still didn’t know that such a thing could happen!
"What...what's going on?" Lao Jin was stunned and couldn't speak clearly.
Liang Chuan looked at it and thought to himself, it really does have this effect. The ancients did not deceive me.
All the water on the edge of the altar was slowly sucked clean. Lao Jin was a little shocked and stammered: "Can I... lift it up and take a look."
"This is your jar, why are you asking me again?" Liang Chuan said cheerfully.
Lao Jin carefully opened the lid of the jar, and saw that all the water on the edge of the jar had flowed into the jar. He thought someone was sucking water in the jar, but he didn't expect that there was nothing except a little black shavings from burned yellow paper.
"Why is this happening? Do you know magic?" Lao Jingang just saw this man's huge supernatural power. He didn't expect to encounter this magical water absorption thing again. He was immediately in awe of Liang Chuan. There is such a god-like figure in a small place. .
"I don't know any magic. The air in the inner jar has been burned out, and the outside air has squeezed the water in the edge of the jar into the jar. If your jar is well-sealed, it will have this effect. If you don't believe it, you will Try it."
Lao Jin was dubious. After all, he didn't understand the principle of pressure. He did what Liang Chuan did and picked a pottery jar that he was satisfied with and tried it again. If it was the same as Liang Chuan's method, the water on the edge of the jar was sucked in again. Now he couldn't help but marvel.
"If water can be sucked in, it means your tank is of good quality and will not leak. You can also use this method to test the quality of the tank yourself in the future."
Lao Jin seems to have found a treasure, this method is so good, people who don't understand it will be stunned for a while. I can also check it after the jar comes out of the kiln.
Liang Chuan pointed to the jar he had just chosen and asked Lao Jin, "How much does this jar cost, Lao Jin?"
"Eight hundred cents. I sell others for nine hundred cents or one tael. I'm happy today. It's cheaper for you."
Liang Chuan took out the money from his pocket, clicked it and handed it to Lao Jin, "Click it."
"No need to order it." Lao Jin put the money away with a smile and asked: "It's a bit late now, and the truck may not be able to operate well. How about you come back and transport this tank back tomorrow?"
Liang Chuan waved his hand, "Why are you waiting for tomorrow? You have to pay the master for the cart, so I will move back by myself."
After saying that, with Lao Jin stunned, Liang Chuan put the altar lid into the pottery jar and put the jar directly on his shoulder with a hey. . Lao Jin couldn't close his jaw for a long time and watched Liang Chuan leave his workshop.
As Yuan Ye Liangchuan walked along, others didn't even bother to look at him because there was nothing interesting to see. Things were different when I went back this time. As soon as I walked out of the workshop, several people in the workshop were so dumbfounded that they forgot to do the work they were doing. They had not seen such a fierce person for a long time.
Along the way from Xiayuan Xinghua, the people on the roadside stopped what they were doing, but those who sat watching Liangchuan were carrying a large tank that was half a person tall and could not be hugged. . When the child saw Liang Chuan, he shouted in surprise: "The acrobatic tank hasn't returned home yet, but it's out again. Come and see, everyone."
Liang Chuan walked quickly carrying the tank and arrived at Fengshan in an instant.
"Yang Xiu, I brought back the vat for making kimchi for you. Let Yi Niang go with you to buy some ingredients tomorrow. I'm so greedy." Liang Chuan put the vat on the ground and said to himself in a loud voice. He got up, but no one answered him after waiting for a long time. When he looked back, he saw a group of women sitting around in the yard, looking at him with their hands in their hands.
