So he said, "This punishment is the first time it has been implemented, give me a little heavier, and you can do it yourself." ”

Hearing this, Liu Junting was stunned for a while, and then said, "I...... Shall I condemn them to sin? ”

Ye Feng rolled his eyelids and said, "Otherwise, what do you think, if you want me to come to my place, you can't be busy!" ”

But I'm me, I'm not! Liu Junting waved his hand and said with resignation.

"Then I don't care!" Ye Feng didn't care about Liu Junting's feelings at all. continued: "Anyway, you will have to face such a problem sooner or later, and it will be the same sooner or later! ”

Liu Junting knew that he couldn't get rid of this matter, so he nodded helplessly and agreed.

After Liu Junting left with a depressed mood, Ye Feng continued to be busy with his affairs.

His tiles were almost burned, and he was waiting for the second furnace to come out of the kiln.

The other aspects of firing tiles are very good, but the efficiency is too low, and the problem lies in the kneading of the clay embryo.

Due to the semi-arched shape of the tile, it cannot be fabricated like a potter's wheel, and can only be pinched out one by one with both hands.

After a night of hard work with his pottery team, Barr managed to pinch more than 300 tiles, which was far from enough to build a house.

At this rate, the roof was not covered by the time the spring began.

In order to improve efficiency, Ye Feng designed a mold, and now the drawings have been handed over to the industrial team, and the time is estimated that the mold should be ready.

Sure enough, someone from an industrial team came to him with a mold designed by Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng, how do you watch this scene? The roots of the tree say that if you are satisfied, you can produce it in large quantities. ”

Ye Feng took the mold, opened the lid and flipped it over, and after seeing the neat tiles inside, he nodded and said, "You can do it, you can produce 100 at a time according to this." ”

The man nodded, turned and went back to his life.

"Ye Feng, the tiles are ready, you can get out of the kiln!" Barr hurriedly ran to Ye Feng's ear and shouted eagerly.

Last time, it was a small amount of experimental nature, and if it failed, it failed, and he was not so nervous, but now it is a large-scale production, and the tiles are all made by himself with his people, if they are not burned well, then their efforts will be in vain.

It's hard not for him to be nervous.

Ye Feng felt that his ears were buzzing by him, and he was afraid to pluck his ears and said, "What's the hurry, isn't it just a tile!" ”

Well, he didn't participate in the fabrication of these tiles, and he didn't have a backache when he was completely standing and talking.

Seeing Ye Feng's indifferent attitude, Bar became even more impatient, and without even saying a word, he directly carried Ye Feng up and rushed towards the pottery kiln.

Ye Feng felt that his body was light, and the water would splash on him and leave the ground, his face changed, and he shouted: "Hey, Barr, what are you doing, put me down quickly!" ”

Bal's words turned a deaf ear to him, and he carried him to the pottery kiln on his own.

At the edge of the pottery kiln, the pottery burning clansmen couldn't help but be stunned on the spot when they saw Ye Feng appearing in this way.

"What's the daze, hurry up and open the kiln! Hurry up and open the kiln! ”

Bal Yefeng didn't even put it down, so he spoke directly.

Only then did these people react, and hurriedly began to open the kiln skillfully according to the method formulated before.

As bursts of smoke rose, gray tiles loomed in the smoke, gradually raising the mood of the clansmen.

It's all a night's hard work, and if it burns out, what a pity.

As the smoke cleared, the full picture of the tiles was revealed.

Seeing the tiles, the tribesmen looked disappointed.

Almost half of these tiles are shattered!

Barr hurriedly threw down Ye Feng and rushed to the tile, ignoring the temperature of the tile, grabbed a broken tile, and observed it carefully.

Ye Feng was smashed, and he felt as if his bones were falling apart.

After a while, he saw Baal's appearance, and couldn't help but hold his hand on his forehead: yes, there was another workaholic like a tree root.

He came to Barr's side, saw him frowning and contemplative, looked at the broken tiles, and asked, "How is it?" Can you see what the problem is? ”

Barr has been in this business for so long, and Ye Feng's experience in this area is far beyond Ye Feng's, so he said this with a tone of inquiry.

Barr pondered for a moment before he said, "It is very likely that when the clay was being kneaded, these tiles were unevenly compacted, and they were tight and loose at the same time, and then they were broken. ”

Ye Feng nodded and didn't understand this aspect at all, the original pottery was just to provide a general direction, so that the primitive people understood that the clay that was usually not good-looking could be fired into pottery, so he let him say what it was.

Seeing the disappointed expressions of Barr and the others, Ye Feng hurriedly said, "Don't be frustrated, everyone, now I have a new thing that can make your clay very evenly kneaded!" And it's fast, time-saving and labor-saving! ”

Hearing this, the disappointed look on everyone's faces vanished, and they looked at Ye Feng with hopeful eyes.

Barr raised his head and hurriedly said, "Ye Feng, tell me quickly, what is it?" ”

Ye Feng instructed a clansman to take the mold from the place where he fell, and asked someone to take some clay.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, Ye Feng opened the lid of the mold, took some clay, and stuffed it into the groove in the mold.

Then, he pressed the lid and opened it again, shoveling away the excess clay from the corners with a piece of copper, and then turning over the mold, a new tile clay appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at the tile mud in amazement, with a look of disbelief.

Ye Feng's action just now was only a few seconds, and he made a neat and neat tile with a very flat surface, and they made it by hand, and it took several minutes to complete a piece, which was not only time-consuming and laborious, but no one had made it so good-looking.

Barr carefully picked up the clay and looked at the smooth surface, and then at the fingerprints on the tiles he had pinched out the previous night, and felt that it could not be compared.

This made him extremely happy, like a child who had gotten a new toy, and held the mold in his arms, for fear that Ye Feng would snatch it away.

He said happily: "Ye Feng, your thing is really good, with this, our speed will definitely be greatly improved!" ”

This excitement was the opposite of his previous depressed appearance.

He touched the mold, and his eyes were full of pity.

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