Fan Yu was not very interested in the requirements made by Zhang Chen and the two old men.

These two old men were afraid that their two families would be disgusted by Fan Yu if they had an idle meal, so they felt uneasy. It's a pretty naïve idea, and it's clear that we are in a relationship of adherence.

They're just looking for something to do, not something new.

But Fan Yu didn't want to do any mills, and that thing was not much use except for grinding noodles. Moreover, Caoqiao Town guards the Jialu River, and there are more than ten mills in the vicinity.

"I see what you mean." Fan Yu shook his head slightly and said, "However, I don't need a mill." ”

When Zhang Chen and the two old men heard Fan Yu say this, they thought that Fan Yu thought that the two families were useless, so they were a little anxious.

"Lord, there is a mill at home, where you can grind wheat and beans. If it is built closer, it also saves the need to go to other mills. Uncle Zhang rubbed his hands and said.

Fan Yu laughed, waved his hand and said, "I understand your intentions, although I don't want to build a mill, I can build something else." ”

Uncle Chen hurriedly asked: "What does the master's house want to build, as long as we do it, we will definitely build it for the master's house." ”

"I'm going to build a pot factory." Fan Yu looked at the two of them.

Hearing Fan Yu's words, Zhang Chen and his two fathers-in-law were a little confused, what is the pot factory, is it a pot maker? Isn't that a blacksmith shop that makes pots?

"This, this...... The main family wants to build a pot factory, but do you want both of us to build this house? Uncle Zhang asked tentatively.

They don't understand this kind of thing. But to build a blacksmith's workshop, you still need masons and carpenters.

"I'm going to make a pot with a water wheel." Fan Yu knew that these two old men couldn't understand his words, so he could only say patiently.

Uncle Zhang's eyes were about to pop out, "The main family wants to make a pot with a water wheel, how can this be made?" I've seen blacksmiths make pots, and they have to make molds first, and then pour pig iron to cast the pots. Could it be that the main family can cast a pot with a water wheel? ”

Uncle Chen opened his mouth, but found that he had nothing to ask, so he said loyally: "Master, my family has all the masons in this pot factory, and I can do molds." ”

Fan Yu laughed, when he was cooking those two dishes in Taibai Mansion before, he had used the iron pot of the Great Song Dynasty. The pot is thick and heavy, not much thinner than the ding, and it is more accurate to say that it is an iron wok. At that time, when it was time to stir-fry, it took a lot of effort.

Therefore, Fan Yu thought that it would be good if there was a wok for the next generation.

Now that the two fathers-in-law asked Fan Yu to arrange something to do, he remembered it.

Originally, the mason and the carpenter and the wok could not be beaten together with eight poles, but these two men proposed to build a water-powered mill. This opened Fan Yu's mind, if he built a primitive hydraulic stamping machine, wouldn't he be able to make a wok?

At first, he wanted to study a water-powered loom, but in the Northern Song Dynasty, cotton cultivation had not yet become popular. Including his own clothes, it was still a fine linen garment. At this time, even if a water-powered spinning wheel and a textile machine were developed, it would be useless.

On the contrary, it is better to build a primitive hydraulic stamping machine, which is more useful.

In addition to satisfying your own requirements for woks, you can also take them out and sell them. Sell a wok and send a copy of instructions on how to stir-fry. With the consumption power of the people of the Great Song Dynasty, what is not profitable? As the saying goes, people take food as the sky, who can resist the temptation of food. What's more, the stamping iron pot can save iron and manpower compared with the cast iron pot, and the price is lower.

No matter how Fan Yu calculates, this seems to be a good deal.

"Well, go among the hungry people and find a blacksmith who can make iron." Fan Yu said to the two old men: "If he wants, he can come to me to do things." Together with you, we will build this pot factory together. ”

The two fathers-in-law were convinced by Fan Yu, although they didn't know what the master was talking about, but it seemed that their jobs were saved.

"Since the master has made up his mind, then the two of us will do as instructed." Mr. Zhang glanced at Fan Yu, but he still couldn't help but say: "It's just that I have to raise one more person or family, and the main family has to do what they can." ”

Fan Yu counted the food at home, and in addition to the twenty stones he sold last time, there was nearly half of it. With this grain in hand, it is enough to survive the famine in Chenzhou.

"If he wants to bring his family over, it's not impossible. As long as you do the job well, it is not a problem. Fan Yu clapped his hands and said.

Seeing that he had no intention of changing any more, the two took their leave. The two of them went down the river to find the two servants, and inquired about the blacksmith among the hungry people.

Fan Yu has nothing to do here for the time being, but Zhanzhao of Chenzhou received a letter from Fan Yu again.

The contents of the letter surprised him a little. The magistrate of Xihua County privately withheld the money and grain donated by the squire, this kind of thing is not a trivial matter. Especially at the juncture of Chenzhou's grain release, it would be a felony to dare to do this.

Zhan Zhao didn't dare to delay, so he took the letter and went to the back to find Bao Zheng. He wanted to ask Lord Bao, the Qin messenger, to call the shots, and quickly send someone to summon Jia Zhi County in Xihua County to investigate the case.

Bao Zheng is playing chess with his grandfather Sun Ce in the back, and the two of them come and go, killing each other.

Zhan Zhao didn't care about this, and stepped forward to Bao Zheng and said: "Lord Bao, please take a break, I received a letter from Xihua County, which was still written by that little brother Fan." This time, he has something to do again, and he has to ask Master Bao to call the shots. ”

Hearing Zhan Zhao's words, Bao Zheng put down the chess pieces in his hand and glanced at Zhan Zhao suspiciously.

"Brother Zhan, this little brother Fan is just a folk person, and he passed by you last time and offered a method of cash-for-work. It wasn't long before another letter came. There was no expression on Bao Zheng's black face, but he was obviously not very happy and said: "He feels that he has some credit, so he wants to invite the pet Shengjiao to do things in the commander's mansion." ”

When Zhan Zhao heard Bao Zheng's words, he shook his head and said: "Master Bao, don't blame him, he has another advice for the adult, but there are other things, and the adult must be in charge." ”

Bao Zheng's eyebrows raised, and he really wanted to do things in the Commander's Mansion by offering advice. For this kind of guy who is pointing fingers at the government and him all day long, he doesn't know how thick the sky is. It's just a white ding, and it's a bit unruly to do this.

"Master Bao, this son doesn't seem to be a reckless and sloppy person. Since he dared to write a letter, it must not be an idle matter. If he is really proud of his merits as the adults guessed, then it will not be too late for the adults to punish him for his sins. Gongsun Ce looked at Bao Zhengdao.

Although he was a little angry, Bao Zheng still went to pick up the letter in Zhanzhao's hand, and looked at it fixedly, first nodding and then angry.

"Is this true?"