Our country has a lot of excellent traditional culture that has not been passed down for thousands of years, but there are many bad dross that have been passed down, and eating and taking cards is one of them.

It was like this a thousand years ago, and it will be like this a thousand years later, and it's like a solid disease that is deeply rooted in our country, so that the country will never be healthy.

Although Liang Chuan is a small people, he is still heartbroken every time he sees such a phenomenon, and the rise and fall of the country is responsible, not a word, but a heavy responsibility.

If politicians regard power as a tool for their own enrichment, it is the people at the bottom who will be hurt the most. Building a house is the most basic thing in the countryside, but you can't even buy a piece of tile sand, so isn't that forcing the people to fall into the grass?

Liangchuan has long heard of the name of the official kiln, since the Song Dynasty, there are five famous kilns of Dingru Brother Guanjun, specially for the royal officials to burn the royal things, thousands of miles to pay tribute to the royal family, the firing of the utensils have been settled, most of the precious cultural relics unearthed in later generations are from the official kiln.

The kilns are generally not operated by the government, and the burned objects are relatively rough for the daily use of the common people. The ancient official kiln had an official background and strong financial resources. It takes a lot of money to play art, and with the support of the government, it is possible to produce exquisite porcelain!

But this official kiln in Fengshan has another meaning, there are no exquisite utensils burned here, and dog meat cannot be served on the banquet, this official kiln means that the government is wholly owned, which is equivalent to a state holding and a state-owned enterprise! It is not made by the ordinary people themselves, so it is also called 'official kiln'.

The government in this place is really black, and I won't let you burn a brick, so how to build a house, you can go to the government to buy bricks, and the price must be a pig. If you don't get permission to burn bricks yourself, you can't protect your cultivated land and not destroy it.

Since ancient times, the construction industry is more profitable, and when it comes to their own work, buying a house has become a big mountain on everyone's head, why this situation occurs, that is, the materials and artificial sites are controlled in the hands of large real estate developers, and they have the final say, and the price naturally cannot come down!

Yi Niang went to sell charcoal, and she couldn't come back for a while, Zhao Di stayed at home to burn charcoal, Liang Chuan didn't want to go to the brick kiln that Zhao Di said to see, if you can, it's really like Zhao Di said to make a few charcoal stoves, saving mud every day.

On the other side of the Nanxi River in Fengshan, that is, the paddy fields here on the south bank are quite fertile, and even the fields are strange, and the fertile fields outside Xinghua City form a piece, which can be regarded as raising the people of Xingfang.

This brick kiln site is located between Fengshan and the county seat, the west of Fengshan is the county seat, the city of the county can be seen from the distance from the official kiln, the official kiln is still a distance from the county seat, the middle is the field when the farm is slack, the ground is empty, there are no crops. Liang Chuan took a shortcut through the fields directly, and on the way he also met the old woman he met in Longshui Temple yesterday, dragging his legs and struggling towards the county seat.

Liang Chuan was alone, his feet were good and he walked fast, but he still walked for a while to this brick kiln, and from a distance, there was a huge gap between the official kiln and the imagination.

This so-called official kiln is in tatters, the kiln body is built with green bricks, the green bricks of the kiln body are a little old, many of them are peeled off and broken, like the front teeth of the leaky wind, the east is missing a piece, the west is less than a corner, the kiln body is built with a bamboo bracket, and a grass shed roof is erected, and many places that can be seen are scratched by wind and rain, and the places that leak light abound, and a broken kiln is the same as it is about to collapse.

There is also a brick chimney in the middle of the kiln, but there is no smoke at all, and there is a grass hut next to the kiln. Liang Chuan remembered that the previous Renjiao version of the history textbook described the situation of the official kiln of the Jingdezhen people, where even at night it was full of fire, full of people, and it was very lively. However, people are burned for the royal use, it is to burn porcelain, this broken kiln burns bricks is OK, and there is no hope for other estimates.

There are only a few stacks of bricks on the kiln, and the kiln worker is an old man with unkempt gray hair and beard, Liang Chuan didn't take a look at it, he didn't have half an interest, and he was still wearing a tattered short shirt in the winter, which was more broken than the one when he first saw Zhao Di, and his body was covered with red brick powder, and the sweat was pasted with brick powder, just like a clay figure.

The old man couldn't tell his age, but he looked quite old, Liang Chuan approached and asked, "Master, where are you in charge?" ”

The old man crossed the bricks and piled them up, pulled out a finger and pointed to the grass house, and motioned for Liang Chuan to go there and take a look.

Liang Chuan knew that it was not easy for this kind of person, so he didn't say much, and went straight to the grass hut.

Liang Chuan walked to the door of the thatched hut and smelled a strong smell of meat, too fragrant, the house must be stewing mutton, the smell of mutton provoked Liang Chuan to swallow several mouthfuls of saliva, this weather can eat a mouthful of mutton and drink a mouthful of mutton soup, it is really enjoyable.

Liang Chuan knocked on the door beam three times, there was no reaction in the room, he put his head in and looked, only to see a bearded man resting on the bench with one foot crossed, holding a book in his hand and looking at it, scolding in his mouth, there was a stove in the room, a cook was busy cooking mutton, and the smell of meat was wafting from the stove.

Damn, the lamb is roasted in an earthen oven, fragrant.

Liang Chuan knocked on the doorpost a few times harder, and the bearded man who was reading a book in the room heard the sound, and immediately turned his head and shouted, "What person!" This voice was full of anger and the tone was full of unhappiness, and at first glance, he had disturbed him, and Liang Chuan secretly screamed in his heart.

This bearded man was wearing a fast hunting suit, eighty percent of them were people in the yamen, because they were looking at something, they were in a bad mood, and they were even more unhappy to be so noisy by Liang Chuan, two big copper bell-like eyes stared straight at Liang Chuan, and asked: "Boy, sneaky in the official kiln, if you don't tell one, two, three, you can't spare you today!" ”

Liang Chuan scolded secretly: Damn, I was unlucky today, and I touched someone else's moldy head when I went out. scolded in his heart, and immediately squeezed out a spring-like smirk on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, the small ones are the villagers around here, because the family recently wanted to build a small stove, and I heard that there are bricks fired in your kiln, and I want to see if I can even the two bricks, and the small one has no other meaning." ”

The beard is five thick, and Liang Chuan is also five big and three thick, and there is a small axe pinned to his waist, like a passing firewood, but the face is much more delicate than himself, and he also looks at people on weekdays, and only pinches twice when he sees the soft persimmon, and sees that Liang Chuan is tall and big, and knows how to bow his head and smile, his attitude has eased a lot, but he still shouted: "Buy a fart, every time Lao Tzu comes to check the accounts, Lu Bin, this kid is not in the kiln, Lao Tzu Dou Da doesn't know one, you still want to buy bricks, hurry up!" ”

This so-called official kiln is the official prison and the people burn, and the government regularly sends people to check the accounts, and those who can bear the urgency are generally related households. And this bearded man should be a person in the yamen, who came down to check the accounts today, and happened to encounter the absence of management, and this bearded man didn't know how to read, so he couldn't check the accounts, which made him angry.

What to do? Get back? Didn't you run away in vain, or did you ask? Liang Chuan told the truth and didn't want to provoke such unreasonable people, and Xiucai couldn't explain it clearly when he met Bing. But when I go back, I have to come again, these uncles are spoiled on weekdays, and when they see everyone, they are all arrogant and virtuous, maybe the Lu Bin who is in charge of things is also a master who is not good to serve.

After thinking about it, Liang Chuan still stubbornly said to the bearded man: "Don't be angry, the little one knows a penny and a word, I don't know if I can help the uncle." ”

"What you said is true, if you dare to fool Uncle Ben, this water and fire stick in your hand will give you a full meal!"

The bearded man heard Liang Chuan say that he was literate, and he couldn't help but look a little higher, how many mud legs in the countryside can read? Literate people won't be called mud legs, that Lu Bin's dog-like character, why did Master Xing let this kind of person take care of the brick kiln, it's not because this guy knows a few bird words, damn, a good kiln is managed into a bird, it's about to fall.

Liang Chuan trotted for a while, walked quickly to the front, bent his waist very low, and replied in a low voice with a respectful attitude: "Uncle can take the test for the small one." ”

"Okay, then I'll test you, Uncle Ben's name is Li Chengfu, and he is the head of Xinghua County, you can write this blessing word upside down!"

All heads! This is equivalent to the captain of the criminal investigation team, no wonder this beard is so arrogant!

There are brushes and paper inkstones on the table, but Liang Chuan can't write calligraphy, he has used a brush to write, and the word he writes is the same as that of chicken feet, and this writing must be ugly. Liang Chuan saw that there was a tank of water on the side of the stove, walked to the edge of the water tank, scooped some water and poured it into the palm of his hand, walked to the table in front of Li Chengfu, rubbed some water with his fingers, and wrote on the table.

I can't write with a brush, and it's not easy to write with water.

Liang Chuan looked confident, in one go, with grass in the word Fu, jumping on the table. Li Chengfu was suspicious, he must have recognized the word Fu in his name, but he didn't expect this kid to really write it for him, and it was written in a bit of a frame, which was a little more beautiful than Lu Bin's dog-gnawed words.

"Are you fucking writing this backwards?"

Liang Chuan made a gesture of please, Li Chengfu went around, and when he saw it, he was writing backwards!

"Yo ho, that's interesting!"

"You're a talent!"

As soon as Li Chengfu saw that he had met a savior, he immediately grabbed the life-saving straw, handed a dirty book to Liang Chuan, and said, "You read out the accounts on it to me, starting from this page." ”

The speaker had no intention of listening, and when the two of them checked the account book, a cook on the side was furious with Liang Chuan, a wild boy who appeared out of nowhere, and secretly looked at Liang Chuan coldly, wanting to give Liang Chuan a look, but Liang Chuan didn't pay attention to this person carelessly for a while.

If he knew that his troubles had brought him endless trouble this time, Liang Chuan would definitely slap his two mouths fiercely, there is a conflict of interest in this kind of place, in order to eat a bite in the bowl, you can die and the net will be broken, Lu Bin, the head of this official kiln, is not there to avoid this Li Chengfu, who wants Li Chengfu to run into Liang Chuan!