Liu Feng, who has been busy for a few days, slowly realized that his current foundation is too thin, and he doesn't even have some practical talents, especially his understanding of this era, he is far inferior to Pan Qingyun and others, and all he can do is the insight beyond this era and the guidance of technical knowledge.

"I don't know what the Commander is looking for a reader?" Pan Qingyun asked a little inexplicably,

"Most of the people in our fort are illiterate, and it is quite inconvenient to do things, so find some people who can read so that they can teach them to read and read." Liu Feng said

Pan Qingyun thought of the hard work of running around in recent days, because there were few people in his hands who could pick up the beams to work, and few people knew the notes he wrote, most of them had to be passed on by word of mouth, which caused a huge workload, and the caravan in Liujiabao was all masters and apprentices, and they were slowly brought out, there was no school in the fort, and there were very few literate people.

Thinking of this, Pan Qingyun suddenly understood what Liu Feng wanted to do as a scholar, and he also admired Liu Feng's long-term thinking, and said happily: "There are few scholars in our Liujiabao Fangyuan, and there are a few literate people in our fort, but if you teach, I am afraid it will be a little difficult." ”

Pan Qingyun hesitated for a moment and said: "Recently, there are a lot of homeless people from all over Liujiabao who have come to join us, and I heard that there are many down-and-out scholars in the Southern Tang Dynasty, so we can pay attention to some people from the Southern Tang Dynasty." ”

"Hurry up this matter, there are a few people who can help us with our work, we will be more relaxed, and we can free up our hands to do some other important things!" Liu Feng heard Pan Qingyun's answer and said with some disappointment,

Liu Feng was disappointed that there were no scholars near Liujiabao, and Pan Qingyun did not have any familiar scholars who could solve the current difficulties.

After thinking about it, he instructed Liu Yandong: "Find a vacant land in the fort, build a few houses as a school, arrange the six-year-old dolls and people who are doing things in the fort into classes, and let the literate people in the fort take turns to teach them to read." ”

Liu Feng Yandong's hesitant expression explained: "It's good to just teach them to read, not to teach them to do learning." ”

Hearing Liu Feng's explanation, Liu Yandong no longer doubted, as Pan Qingyun said, there are a few literate people in the fort, and their brothers and several masters in the burning camp are literate, but if they are allowed to teach people to read, it will be a little difficult. They all know words piecemeal, and they haven't read books themselves, just account books.

I have to say that the scholars of this era seem to symbolize the righteousness of knowing things, and they are held high on the altar by the world.

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In the burning camp, the hot air is surging, when the cold wind has not subsided, the burning camp is not cold, the hot kiln, coupled with the enthusiastic and enthusiastic potters, the burning camp in this cold wind is still in the weather, to bring a different hot wind to Liujiabao.

When the red sun shone over the firing camp, Liu Feng and his mother Bai Naren came to the kiln, and today is the moment when another batch of fine porcelain comes out of the kiln. As the first kiln porcelain of the new year, Liu Feng came to the kiln according to the old rules.

Zhao Zhi and his daughter Zhao Xuewei, the craftsmen of the Liu family's porcelain kiln, and a few newly hired craftsmen, a total of 60 people, waited for Liu Feng to come and see the first batch of fine porcelain they fired this year.

Liu Feng humbly nodded to the craftsmen and kiln workers on each kiln, and walked to the newly built kiln.

His eyes swept towards the various craftsmen and potters, and with a satisfied look on their faces, they slowly said, "Masters have worked hard!" Today is the moment when the first kiln of the new year of our Liujiayao porcelain bottle out of the kiln, the importance of this kiln to our Liujiabao, everyone understands in their hearts, and I hope that everyone will work together to manage this porcelain kiln well, I Liu Feng thanked you here! ”

"If you are in charge, we should do it well!" One potter took the lead and said, and all the potters echoed it.

Liu Feng took very good care of the kiln workers in the firing camp, and since the kiln was damaged, he deliberately rectified the kiln workers in the firing camp, rearranged houses for these potters, and increased their wages, so they were naturally grateful.

And those old craftsmen enjoy quite high treatment, masters like Zhaozhi, Liu Feng is treated with double treatment, and even gave Zhaozhi a maid to serve, but when Zhaozhi returned home with the maid, he let Zhao Xuewei occupy it.

Liu Feng smiled and waved his hand, and said with a deep smile: "I will let go of the destruction of the kiln in Liujiayao last time, and I will not pursue it again." At present, the porcelain-making process of our Liujia porcelain kiln is not the same as that of other porcelain kilns, and in the future, Master Zhaozhi will also have a new process to hand over to you, I hope you can keep it a secret, otherwise our Huwei Camp in Liujiabao will teach you how to keep it secret. ”

Although Liu Feng reorganized the firing camp and concentrated the places where they lived, and the important crafts were all in charge of several reliable craftsmen led by Zhaozhi, he was still a little uneasy, so he took the opportunity to meet with the potters today and beat it.

Although Liu Feng didn't say it too harshly, after all, he was a person with a lot of blood on his hands, and as soon as the words came out, it was like a cold wind sweeping over these potters, and their hearts couldn't help but tremble and think of the blood-stained Nanzhai wall. Zhao Zhi led everyone to bend down and arch his hand: "Please rest assured, commander!" Nothing like this will happen again at the Burning Camp! ”

Seeing this, Liu Feng walked quickly to Zhaozhi's side, smiled, held Zhaozhi with both arms, helped him up, and said with a smile: "Okay!" Everyone, please get up! We're ready to bake, Zhao Lao, and arrange it! ”

Zhaozhi nodded, and with a wave of his hand, everyone stepped forward to busier the matter of the porcelain vase. Zhao Xuewei leaned over to Liu Feng's side and muttered, "Do you really dare to hand over those crafts to us?" ”

It turned out that after the first batch of tests, Liu Feng taught Zhaozhi father and daughter how to fire large-scale copies of three-dimensional and colorful porcelain, and several major craft techniques were taught to Zhaozhi father and daughter, and in this era, this is a family heirloom, Zhao Xuewei did not expect that Liu Feng would teach her these processes so easily.

Liu Feng's half-believing expression was a little funny, and he couldn't help but tease her again, and said seriously: "Alas! You're not an outsider, it's not an outflow of skills! In fact, this is also the reason that Liu Feng gave his mother Bai Naren.

Seeing Liu Feng say seriously, Zhao Xuewei blushed with shame and turned her head to ignore him.

Liu Feng touched his nose awkwardly and smiled helplessly at his mother beside him!