After the middle-aged man left, the little girl looked at the back of the motorcycle leaving, chasing and crying non-stop.

He Changzai never expected that the middle-aged man would play such a play for himself, but he still likes children, especially such a cute little girl in front of him.

Directly picked her up and put her in the car, and drove home.

The little girl in the car kept shouting, "You let me go down, let me go down, I'm going to find my father!"

He Chang said calmly: "Your father just went to relax, his heart is more chaotic, when he calms down, he will come to you!"

The little girl stared at He Changzai, her eyes flickering, and asked, "Is what you said true?"

He Changzai said with a serious face: "Didn't your father say so, then there can be a fake!"

The little girl nodded thoughtfully and muttered, "Oh, okay then!"

He Chang asked, "By the way, little girl, I haven't asked you what your name is?"

The little girl pursed her lips and replied, "Murong, brother, what about you!"

"How often is he there!"

"Then I'll call you Chang Zai brother in the future, okay?"

"Okay!"

......

After a while, He Chang drove to the farmhouse and asked Murong to get some food, and then took her to Nanshan for a walk and relax.

The mountain air is fresh, the flowers are fragrant, the birds are singing, and there are bees and butterflies flying.

The world of little girls is relatively simple-minded, and there are not too many joys and sorrows.

She jumped up and down in the mountains, and soon left some troubles and sorrows behind, chattering, and kept asking this and that with He Changzai, and the whole person was like a cheerful bird, very happy.

Along the way, He Changzai was thinking about the tourist village.

He believes that to build a tourist village, it is not only necessary for the beautiful mountains and rivers of this place, but also for the local characteristic culture, and all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation must be taken into account.

The best thing is to let these tourists come here to have fun and spend.

Although He Changzai knows Lu Banshu, he knows a lot of skills.

But for a while, I can't think of anything to use as a local characteristic culture to attract tourists to come and sightsee.

He Chang was walking to the mountain with Murong and saw an old man over sixty years old, with his back bent, but in good spirits, staring at the slope at the foot of the mountain, muttering to himself.

"There are a lot of calcite, potassium albite, feldspar sandstone, pyrophyllite, fluorite, hard kaolin, soft kaolin, quartz and other materials in this place, which are excellent raw materials for making porcelain!"

After hearing the old man's words, He Chang's eyes couldn't help but light up, paced forward, and asked, "Old man, are you saying that the soil on Nanshan is kiln soil, and those stones are also good stones, which can be used to make porcelain."

The old man glanced at He Changzai, his face was proud, he was very proud, nodded slightly, and said:

"My ancestor was a craftsman who fired the official kiln in the Song Dynasty, this is not a video, I saw that the scenery of this place is good, so I came to play, I didn't expect to meet such a good soil and stone...... Little brother, you're also interested in making porcelain!"

He Changzai smacked his lips and said indifferently: "It just feels fun!"

The old man said with a straight face:

"Making porcelain is not just as simple as fun, it requires many complex processes, such as mud panning, stacking mud, drawing blanks, printing blanks, repairing blanks, pouring water, painting blanks, glazing, kiln firing, ......"

"I'm just asking, you don't have to tell me so much!"

He Chang was sure that these soil and stones could be made into porcelain, but he didn't have the heart to listen to the old man's chatter, and after saying a word, he took Murong's hand and left.

Sitting in the distance, he looked at the half-stone and half-earth hillside that the old man had just said, and then looked at the surrounding scenery.

He smacked his lips and thought slightly, feeling that this hillside had been mined, and there was no sense of disobedience to the surrounding environment.

Prepare to make a batch of fine porcelain for viewing as a characteristic local culture.

Of course, you can't do too much of this kind of thing, otherwise large-scale mining of Nanshan is tantamount to killing chickens and eggs.

He Changzai took out his mobile phone, opened the WeChat circle of friends of the group owner Xu Xing, and checked it.

Found a book called Ceramic Techniques.

10,000 points.

After He Chang flickered Murong to turn around, he directly clicked to buy, and suddenly the book appeared in his hand.

The next moment, it jumped directly into his mind, and he directly understood the content.

On the ground, there are some items such as shovels, molding machines, stone crushers, sunshine stones for kilns, as well as carving knives and scrapers.

He Chang couldn't help but smile when he looked at the shaping machine and the stone crusher made with the skills of Lu Ban's book on the ground, thinking that there must be some unknown transactions between this group of master Xu Xing and deputy group leader Lu Ban.

After being stunned for a moment, he made Murong turn around.

"Wow, brother, can you do magic, why did so many things suddenly appear on the ground!"

After Murong turned around, he looked at the scene in front of him and exclaimed.

He Changzai glanced at Murong and smiled indifferently.

"These things were prepared by my brother a long time ago, hidden, and asked you to turn around, just to surprise you. Look at some of these little things, like the shaper and the stone crusher, are they very delicate and beautiful!"

Murong looked surprised, and suddenly said, "So that's the case, brother, you're really good at playing!"

Next, she leaned over to hug the shaper on the ground, but she couldn't pick it up, her little face was flushed, her steps staggered, and she almost fell to the ground.

He Changzai didn't expect Murong to be so cute, he couldn't help but smile, took the tools on the ground, and took her to the hillside that the old man had taken a fancy to just now, and found that he had already left.

So, I picked up a shovel and started digging, crushing the stone with a stone crusher, sorting and piling it up.

After that, a cave was dug, and according to the records in the Luban book, many inscriptions were carved on the Yaoyang stone with a carving knife, and they were put into the cave and placed in a formation.

Suddenly, the sunstone glowed like coals, and the temperature inside the cave was like an oven, instantly heating up.

That's it!

He Chang is taking the wooden barrel that he has taken from this material and making himself with a carving knife to fetch water next to the mountain spring, according to the ratio and mud of the book of ceramic skills in his mind.

It is molded with a molding machine with many gears inside, which has a compact structure and can rotate continuously as soon as it is opened.

Murong was on the side and mud, pinching some villains, the whole person was having a lot of fun, there was some mud on his cheeks, he looked cute, and he looked very cute.

According to the ceramic skills in his mind, He Chang put the reconciled mud on the rotating molding machine, kneaded some plates, bowls, bottles, washes, honors, flower pots and other items as he liked, and carved flowers, birds, insects, fish, cranes, dragons, figures and other pictures with a carving knife on them, and put them into the cave for firing.

At this time, after touring the mountain and seeing the scenery, I went to the farmhouse to eat, and asked for a bag for the people inside, ready to fill some soil and all kinds of stones, take it back to make porcelain, and walk to the old man on the mountain.

After seeing the speed at which He Chang was making porcelain and his exquisite craftsmanship, his eyes widened in shock, and he walked towards him quickly.