"Good primitive kiln." Chen Fei stood outside the house, touching his chin and looking at the kiln.

It's similar to the old kiln I saw on the Internet before, adobe houses, big furnaces made of clay, even though the kiln has been taken down by Chen Feipan, but the workers inside are still in full swing.

"What are they doing?" Chen Fei asked the manager of this kiln.

The steward was a white and chubby, about thirty-year-old man, with small eyes rolling and turning, and at first glance he was a clever master.

"Back to Shaolangjun's words, if he returned to his father's father, the kiln has just been plated down in the past few days, and it has not yet started, this is the workers spontaneously making something to make up for their own households, Shaolangjun's grandfather can rest assured that these materials are bought by the workers themselves, and they will never be used in the workshop."

"I see." Chen Fei stepped forward with great interest, but before he could reach the stove, he felt a wave of heat hit his face.

The craftsman's face by the stove was red, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were falling down one by one, but his eyes revealed a different look.

"Big brother, what are you doing?"

The eldest brother who was squatting by the stove and waiting turned his head to Chao Chen Fei and smiled innocently: "It's just a clay pot, it's not worth mentioning." ”

Clay pots? Chen Fei turned his head and found that there was indeed a mold for making clay pots not far away.

"I thought the kiln was made of bricks." Chen Fei scratched his head.

"Haha, Shaolangjun, we can do anything in our workshop, and we can take on whatever work we have, anyway, as long as we have money to make." The man by the hearth smiled heartily, and then, cautiously, he opened the door of the stove, glanced inside, added a few large thick branches to enter, and soon closed the small door again.

"Is it made of firewood?" Chen Fei asked curiously.

"Almost, charcoal, or else?" The man felt very strange about the question Chen Fei asked. "If you don't use charcoal, can you burn it in mud?"

"Big brother, do you know that coal is wrong, it's something like coal?"

"Coal? Can stones also be burned into charcoal? ”

Chen Fei: "Charcoal is not burned, but naturally formed, forget it, I know you haven't heard of it, just take it next time for you to see." ”

"No wonder the iron-smelting technology of the Tang Dynasty is good, and other technologies are not as good as the Song Dynasty, it turns out that coal is not popular, and even the masters in the kiln workshop don't know, who else knows the wonderful use of coal?" Chen Fei touched his chin and walked in front of Cheng Yanjin.

"Uncle Cheng, how is the formation of the coal digging team?"

Cheng Biting Jin scratched his head, thought about it and said: "It should be about the same, most of them are some bitter men who can't eat enough, and there are also a few masters with mining experience." ”

"Well, that's good, Uncle Cheng, let those masters teach newcomers more knowledge, don't have any accidents when mining. I'll go to the Strange Workshop tomorrow to see how some of the things I asked them to make are doing, and if they do, we'll be able to start work right away. ”

"Is that charcoal really that important?" Cheng Yanjin still retains a certain attitude towards coal, after all, he has not seen the magic of this thing with his own eyes.

"Really, Uncle Cheng, you must believe me." Chen Fei's eyes were sincere and firm.

Cheng Yanjin hesitated, but finally chose to believe him. "Okay, the old man believes in you, don't put on this look for me in the future, I want to smoke you!"

Chen Fei's cheeks twitched, and finally decided not to bother with this old horseman, after all, thin arms can't twist thighs!

Cheng Yanjin obviously lacked interest in the kiln, so he casually turned around and walked outside. Chen Fei also saw what Cheng meant biting Jin, didn't stay long, and followed them back to the city.

The next day, Chen Fei took a carriage to a strange workshop, and he came to urge Li Zhuo, an unreliable guy, to build something to grind and chirp, which has been several days, and he hasn't finished it yet.

"Wow!"

"Good!"

"Hoohoo!"

What's the situation? Has the Strange Workshop become an amusement park? How could such a discordant cheer erupt?

Chen Fei entered the amusement park, no, when it was the strange workshop, he pushed away the crowd of onlookers and looked inside, and almost fainted.

This group of mentally retarded people is actually playing with the rail car he designed, and they are playing so childishly!

Among them, led by Li Zhuo, a track of about ten meters was laid on the slope, Li Zhuo sat in the rail car, and a person behind him let go of the car

"Hoohoo!" Li Zhuo sat in the car and cheered, the rail car "swished" and jumped down, and before it could be driven to the end, they pulled the rope and drove back, and I don't know who came up with such a childish game.

"Huh? Didn't you come up with this game? ”

After the group of people were shouted to stop by Chen Fei, Li Zhuo sat in the rail car, digging his ears, and his face was leisurely.

Chen Fei: "I made this to transport coal mines, who let you play like this!" What a wickedness! ”

"Coal mines? What is it? Can you eat it? Li Zhuo still had an underwhelming expression, if Chen Fei's legs and feet were inconvenient, he really wanted to take off his shoes and paste them on his face at this moment!

"The coal mine is not for food, it is for use, forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, you hurry up and hand over what I have entrusted me to do."

"Haha, let's not talk about the weird things you asked me to make, let's go, let's go see your improved rice harvester first."

Li Zhuo got out of the rail car and took Chen Fei to the weedy field behind the Qi Workshop.

Qian Zhongshu and other senior brothers were gathering at the rice cutter to discuss. "Do you think this place could be improved?"

"Maybe, it's too ugly now, do you want to make it look better?"

"Senior brother? Don't you go to school? Chen Feiqi said.

When Qian Zhongshu and the others saw Chen Fei coming, they immediately surrounded him and stepped forward to give Chen Fei a punch. "What kind of school are you going to, we are not that material, and now we plan to work in the strange workshop, which can be regarded as an interest."

"Haha, that's right, junior brother, you are sincere, I can't tell you about the improved rice harvester, you better see the effect yourself."

Qian Zhongshu took the two senior brothers to climb onto the rice cutter, and the three of them shouted, "One, two, three, go!" ”

With a "crunch", the gears inside the rice cutter slowly turned, and at the same time, the hob in front also rotated, but the speed of rotation was very slow, and it seemed that it was not as good as the first rice cutter.

But as Qian Zhongshu stepped on a few feet, the speed of the rice harvester suddenly increased a lot, and there was a trend of getting faster and faster. Like a terrifying beast, it rushed into the weeds with a large basin of blood, and all the weeds were cut off everywhere it passed.

Looking at the effect, the rice harvester succeeded!

Although it is now an experiment with weeds, looking at the current efficiency of the rice harvester, there will be no problem in really putting it into use!

Chen Fei couldn't stop being excited! The pupils of the eyes flicker into the symbol of money.

"Get rich, get rich, get rich!"

Li Zhuo

Brothers

Are you out of the eyes of money? '