The clouds are scattered and the moon is looking for someone

The reunion is happy and the present day is drunk

The shallow pond is full of mandarin ducks playing in the water

The red robe is covered and tilly opened

Both pair of affection and love

The wind blows in this garden towards the good flowers

Tenderness and sweetness fill the world

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Stone table and stone bench, tea and wine.

The daylight is just right, and the wind is in full bloom.

Tang Xidong sat in a rocking chair refined by a carpenter, and a fire was burning at his feet.

Closed eyes and intoxicated, slightly drunk.

Beside him, the willow lotus is as beautiful as a flower, and the drunken rhyme is charming.

In front of her, Xiao Qian was in her twenty-eighth year, and her singing voice was crisp.

The song is from Shanghai at night in later generations, and the people are from the small cottage of the Ming Dynasty.

Only a comfortable and leisurely adaptation to this song and this scene.

Liu Lianqing is too cold to sing the tactful tenderness in the song, Xiaoqian is just right.

In later generations, this song has long been unheard, but when Tang Xidong was tired and lazy, he liked to drink and listen to the song quietly alone, driving away the impetuousness and boredom in his heart.

The more you can't get it, the more you want it, you can't get the innocent boy in the song, and you can't get the kindness and love in the song.

However, everything has passed, after all, it is the unbearable period of the afterlife.

At this moment, in this nameless cottage of the Ming Dynasty, Tang Xidong is accompanied by a beautiful woman and holds authority, and everything in the song seems to be lacking.

When the busyness is over, the occasional leisure is precious.

Like at this moment, there are people, there is wine, and there is time.

But outside the small courtyard, everything is in full swing.

It's just that for Tang Xidong, the shopkeeper, it has nothing to do with him for the time being.

The wine that has been hidden in this cottage for a long time has made Tang Xidong, who is a scholar attached, the hot smell of wine is dizzy in his head, and Tang Xidong, who has not tasted wine for a long time, has finally passed his addiction.

Unfortunately, the good times were short-lived.

However, after a long day of leisure, Tang Xidong was about to start his hard life again.

The coking plant by the stream at the foot of the mountain was about to open in the evening, and the stewards Wang Bao and Wang Jin waited outside the door for a long time, and only when they heard the singing in the courtyard stopped, did they dare to enter the door to ask for instructions.

The two brothers are honest people, eating cottage food, doing cottage things, and they are grateful to Tang Xidong from the bottom of their hearts, but they are afraid that they will give their lives to Tang Xidong as a knife.

People are poor and short-minded, poor and afraid, and they are full of all their feelings for the cottage in front of them, who makes this place better and better, and the outside world is becoming more and more unretained?

The mountain wind was blowing, and he was helped down the mountain by the two of them all the way, and Tang Xidong could be regarded as sobering up.

The fire in the coke oven has been extinguished, the seal has been removed, and a fierce heat has roasted people from daring to move forward.

Tang Xidong asked people to carry a wooden basin and pour water from the seal a little bit inward, until the whole stove was poured with water and the heat was extinguished, and then someone was sent in to take out the coke little by little.

Looking at a large piece of coke with small holes, I observed it by the sky, and the hardness was not bad, the color was satisfactory, and it was almost the same as that of later generations.

Tang Xidong nodded with satisfaction, and the two brothers Wang Jin and Wang Bao beside him smiled on their faces.

After all, the method is copied from behind, except that there is no way to choose coal, almost the same, and the natural color is also average.

At present, we can only follow the coke oven and coking method in front of us, and I hope that the craftsmen can explore and improve it bit by bit in the future coking process.

Slowly increase the amount of coke output to reduce fuel waste.

"According to this kiln, send people to erect ten more, according to what I said before, take your time, and everyone will practice their hands, and dig a hole next to the coke that is burned, put it in the cave, and store it for later use." After Tang Xidong instructed the two brothers, he turned around and left.

There's still a lot to come.

When the coke is out, it is natural to surround the city wall to protect it, and find the clay to make cement, and the mine must speed up and put it into production.

Make cement, iron and steel, guns and cannons, and explosives.

If the cottage has an industry, it will have wings and will take off.

After one night, Tang Xidong began to look for clay for cement.

The clay was originally the best red clay, but unfortunately this is the Loess Plateau, only loess, the loess in the field is naturally not good, the sand content is too large, Tang Xidong is looking for the clay used to burn ceramics.

Tang Xidong first found someone who had experience in porcelain burning or had an understanding of ceramic kilns, and talked to each other.

Only to learn that the original Shanxi, since ancient times there have been ceramic production, but probably not as famous as Jingdezhen those rich in ceramics, from north to south, there are Datong kiln, Huairen kiln, Hunyuan kiln, Pingding kiln, Pingyang kiln, Huozhou kiln, Hejin kiln and so on.

Binh Duong is also a major porcelain production area.

Tang Xidong thought that it was probably the reason for the large reserves of coal in Shanxi, which created a lot of ceramic kilns.

Since ceramics are produced, there is naturally good clay.

Then I asked where the nearest porcelain kiln was located, only to find that it was not far from Luoliang Mountain.

The most prestigious kiln factory in this neighborhood is also under the name of the Kang family, which is thirty miles away from Luoliang Mountain.

Kangjiazhuang is the ancestral land of the Kang family, and the village is all the Kang family.

The Kang family was born in a kiln at the earliest, but later the descendants entered Pingyang City and the business became bigger and bigger, and those who stayed were some relatives of the side branches, who also ran the porcelain kiln for the Kang family.

Since there is a kiln, there is clay.

As long as you find the clay of Kangjia's porcelain, you will find all the materials to make cement.

Without further ado, Tang Xidong took fifty company members, found an insider as a guide, and marched along the official road towards Pingyang City.

Pingyang City, Tang Xidong has been to once, but has never entered the city.

Luoliang Mountain is only fifty or sixty miles away from Pingyang City, and Kangjiazhuang is in the middle of Luoliang Mountain and Pingyang City.

Kangjiazhuang is also located at the root of the mountain, but the terrain is still much lower than Luoliang Mountain.

It took an hour and a half, when the sun was at its peak, and the group arrived at Kangjiazhuang.

Tang Xidong did not go directly to the door, but turned along the foot of the mountain to the mountain, and followed the guide along the mountain path to Kangjiazhuang.

Turning the mountain beam, Tangxi East followed the guide's fingers and looked at the foot of the mountain, a piece of houses was sitting, looking very peaceful.

Kangjiazhuang is not big, only more than 100 people, but the back is at the foot of the mountain, and there is a stone wall in front of the village, and it seems that there are also people and horses to guard against outsiders to make trouble.

Without the guide's guidance, Tang Xidong had already seen the porcelain kiln that was still emitting black smoke, shrunk in an inner recess at the foot of the mountain.

Tang Xidong's arrival did not alarm the Kang family at the foot of the mountain, and the whole village was very quiet.

The members of the entourage all brought dry food, and now that it was close to noon, Tang Xidong asked everyone to settle lunch first, while he himself leaned forward a little, lying behind the rocks and looking at the village below the mountain.

The whole village is clear at a glance.

The porcelain kiln did not see the clay pile, and it seems that the business of the porcelain kiln in Kangjiazhuang is not very good, and the kiln that opened only has two holes.

Tang Xidong looked at it for a while, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face.

Then he took everyone down the mountain, and did not go to Kangjiazhuang, but went south along a dirt road at the foot of the mountain.

"Strategist, let's not go to the Kang family and ask?" Zhang Sanshi, the platoon commander who led the team, saw that Tang Xidong was about to leave, and asked puzzledly.

I came to look for clay, but when I arrived in Kangjiazhuang but didn't go to inquire about the news, how could I find clay?

"You go and try it, and see if the Kang family will tell you where the clay is?" Tang Xidong looked at Zhang Sanshi funny.

Zhang Sanshi touched his head, and then he was a little depressed, but no, how could people eat on clay, how could they tell outsiders.

"That? What should I do? Zhang Sanshi smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

"Aren't you on your way to find clay right now?" Tang Xidong shook his head and said helplessly.

In addition to having two points of bravery, this three stones just don't like to use their brains.

The guide next to him suddenly stopped, slapped himself on the leg, screamed, and suddenly realized: "Oh, isn't it? Since the Kang family wants to burn the kiln, they must have to transport the clay back from the outside, but they can't blatantly walk from the official road, so this path to Kangjiazhuang must be to the place where there is clay. ”

"It's still a powerful military advisor, you can see it at a glance." The guide looked admiring.

Zhang Sanshi snorted and scolded the other party: "Nonsense, what can stump the military advisor, the military advisor is a god, who knows everything and knows everything." ”

The people around him also echoed one after another, and the sound of sycophants continued.

Tang Xidong looked at the people who were about to quarrel and smiled bitterly.

Stretching out his hand to stop everyone, he led everyone along the trail all the way south.