A phoenix-shaped utensil is placed in the middle of all porcelains. The blue and white porcelain is spherical and hollow, and the lower part is short-footed. The entire utensil is formed into a spherical shape from five phoenixes with wings spreading, forming a delicate shape. The phoenix mouth holds the tails of other phoenixes and the body, and some phoenixes have their heads raised, their eyes are rounded, and their mouths are slightly opened. The body is covered with red, yellow, blue, and dotted glass glaze.

Feng is the totem of the Chu people, so it is not wrong to place such a decorative porcelain in the middle, not to mention that this porcelain is originally made wonderfully and strangely, mysterious and strange. It is a common feature of Chu artifacts. Now this style is reflected in the white and blue jade-like porcelain, which makes Xiong Jing, who is full of blue and white porcelain, amazed.

He picked it up and put it down, put it down and picked it up again and again, and looked it over and over again. Gong Yindao, Tao Shu and others smiled and narrowed their eyes - finally there was something that made the king have nothing to say and no complaint to hug him.

"It's better style." Xiong Jing knew the thoughts of Gong Yindao and others, and deliberately ignored the progress of porcelain. "Others..."

Seeing that the king finally shook his head, Tao Shu bowed and said, "Please give me advice."

"Why do you need to burn so thick?" Xiong Jing picked up a white porcelain bowl. "Can't you burn thinner?"

"My dear..." Tao Shu looked at the white porcelain bowl carefully and defended: "Master, this bowl is not thick."

"Not thick?" Xiong Jing looked at it again. It was indeed not thick, but why did he feel it was thick again? "Yes, the glaze is too thick."

"The glaze... is indeed thick, but," the porcelain is still glazed instead of dipping, which is a problem of craftsmanship. "I should ask the craftsmen to try to improve their skills and draw the glaze a little thinner."

"Where did it be produced?" The porcelain was beyond imagination, and Xiong Jing was very satisfied.

"Brother, this Fenglinglong Mountain is produced in Fengcheng, these bottles are produced in Kuaiji, these porcelain ornaments are produced in Ganyang, and these several pieces are produced in Yangxian..." The south was originally the center of the production area of ​​celadon. The ceramic mansion is different from the concrete mansion, Jutie Mansion, and Luli Mansion has gone from scratch. The ceramic mansion has no porcelain making art - all ritual vessels are bronze, and there is no porcelain. Now Xiong Jing has added a higher temperature fire, so the firinger is not the building mansion, but the various porcelain kilns under the rule of the Chu State. The ceramic mansion can only be regarded as a management agency.

"Yes. Is there any burnt porcelain exported?" Xiong Jing asked.

"Report to the king, there is." Tao Shu said. "After the mass production of coke, the porcelain fired in each kiln has been exported."

"Then let them come to Yingdu to discuss it, and don't drop the price randomly." Xiong Jing explained. "It would rather be smashed than to get out of the kiln. It is better to burn ten pieces and smash eight pieces, and only two fine pieces are produced; then..." Chang Jiang brought the tea made in a porcelain cup. Xiong Jing took a sip of the tea and said, "In the end, we will join forces with Dazai to promote and promote the porcelain to push up the price of porcelain."

"I remember." These are the basic routines of later industry merchants, but Tao Shu sounded extremely new.

"The price of porcelain is as expensive as it is, and the price of iron is as low as it is." Xiong Jing said this to Gong Yin Dao. After saying this, he suddenly thought that he should set up a special sales company, and this matter should be handed over to... "Porcelain cannot be eaten, and it will not be hindered from use. Like Lu Li, it is mainly for gold exchange; iron is different, and it is related to military affairs. The larger the output, the better, and the lower the price, the better."

"I am honored to accept the order." Gong Yindao nodded repeatedly. Now the Zao Mansion is building according to this idea. The pig iron production is planned to build ten iron smelting plants this year, with an annual output of 4,000 tons of coke pig iron and 1,000 tons of charcoal pig iron. Most of the manpower required is mobilized from Tongshan, and the copper output will gradually decrease, so that there is no need to occupy additional labor.

"What else?" Xiong Jing asked again. His schedule today was to visit the Cong Mansion and Ceramic Mansion.

"Report to the king: The temperature measuring device has been completed." Yu Yin mentioned the task assigned by Xiong Jing in Xi County last year. At that time, the great craftsman Ou Chou was captured and the quenching was not as experienced as Ou Chou's guidance, so it was difficult for others to understand his secret.

"The thermometer?" Xiong Jing remembered this thing. As he nodded, a timid worker brought something up. The painted thread on the coil was so thick that it was scary. There was a slender needle in the middle of the coil. The needle was attached to an upright wooden plate with some unknown scales on it. "Can you measure the temperature?" Xiong Jing asked.

"Report, report to the king," the worker has a duck man's voice, and it's harsh as soon as he opens his mouth. "The needle will move."

The duck man's voice is the jade craftsman who carved words in the jade. Xiong Jing said that he would chop his head if he couldn't make it. Now he did it, but his hands were shaking violently, for fear that the king would behead his head.

"Is it the needle moving, or is your hand moving?" Xiong Jing asked with a smile. Although this person helped Xiong Han compete for the position of prince, the matter was over.

"Little man, villain," the duck man's voice became even more scared, and he was about to be unable to hold on to the things.

"Please ask the king to redeem the crime of ministers and others." Yu Yin said, "Last year, Huang Xie's disciple Zhu Guan asked us to make jade, and we should wait..."

"You are not guilty." Xiong Jing began to look at this original thermocouple thermometer. The coil wrapped in gold wire was painted with thick paint on the outside, which might be painted because it had a tung oil smell. Painting was not included, but it was tied around with twine on the outside, which made it look thick. Compared with the thread, the pointer appears extremely slender, and it is fixed on an equally thin and extremely sensitive axis.

Physics has been returned to middle school teachers for a long time, so this original ammeter does not have a hairspring and cannot display the scale. It will only rotate continuously in the magnetic field. But that doesn't matter. One day, when the pointer is constantly spinning and cannot display the scale, Xiong Jing will naturally think of such a small thing as a hairspring. Now his attention is all on the metal at both ends. Now the metal group uses iron, which cannot measure the quenching high temperature. "The thermometer must have platinum, iron is useless."

"Dare you ask the king what platinum is?" Gong Yindao asked. Xiong Jing had talked about a lot of metals, and he was very careful.

"Platinum," Xiong Jing thought for a long time. "Its color is white, heavier than gold, and very hard..."

‘Heavier than gold’ is the biggest feature of platinum. Gong Yindao knew the concept of specific gravity, so he thought about it and said, “I remember something.”

"Yeah, you said." Xiong Jing didn't think his memories were useful.

"I heard that people who collect gold will see a kind of gold thorn, which is white and extremely hard, similar to silver but not transformed into fire..." Gong Yindao immediately attracted Xiong Jing. "So it is also called poisonous silver, and I don't know this thing..."

"Poisonous silver?!" Platinum exists in a natural form and is mostly accompanied by gold mines. The Spanish initially called it silver. "Where?"

"King, this thing cannot be melted, and it is not true silver. All those who collect gold will abandon it." The cunning words disappointed Xiong Jing, but fortunately he said: "The house of three coins should have poisonous silver, and this thing that was picked up when melting gold and silver."

"Go to the Qian Mansion right away!" Xiong Jing threw down the porcelain and stood up. Although there was no way to smel platinum at this time, the platinum was originally natural and it didn't matter if it was impurities. As long as it could measure the temperature, the heat treatment of the giant iron can be accurately controlled. In the future, rolling, forging, and pipe making can be achieved twice the result with half the effort. "Reward two golds." Xiong Jing did not forget to explain when he left.

"Haha! I am innocent, I will reward two golds; I am innocent, I will reward two golds..." After everyone left, Ya Gongsang, who had survived the disaster, jumped up and reminisced, laughing so hard that he couldn't stop. In the end, he rubbed a few times on the wall. It was impossible to suppress his excitement if he didn't do this.

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"Are the girl better? The boat has arrived at the ridge." Qinghan's boat, which had been traveling for several days, finally slowly landed on the dock. Mi Xuan, who had been vomiting all the way, still felt dizzy after stopping the boat. When the servant helped her onto the pier, she tried it with her toes like a blind man before stepping on it.

"How far is it from Chu State?" Mi Xuan retching a few times, and then took a sip of water to feel better. "Why should I stop at Daliang?"

"Report to the female master," Zhouren followed Mi Xuan, "From Xianyang, we have finished our dry food and we have exhausted our hands. We should have rested in Rongyang, but when we were thinking about the prosperity of Daliang, the female master was happy about it, so... "

"Then look for an inn to rest for one day and set off tomorrow." You can't sail at night, and you can sail along the water very fast, but you will go to the post for a rest every day when you hang a car. At noon, you can't leave tomorrow morning at the earliest.

Mi Xuan sent the boatman away, and the maid put the fox fur on her. Just as she was about to find a car to enter the city, a group of people rushed out from somewhere, holding a sword and holding a pestle, and heading straight for Qinghan's boat. Mi Xuan's face changed drastically. Several guards who had rested quickly came up to protect her and let them get on the boat. Their hands were already tightly holding the sword, ready to fight with each other to protect the master at any time.

"Bell! Fight!" A person jumped out of the crowd, pointed his sword in front of him and shouted in Wei's words. When the crowd was encouraged by him, he shouted: "Bell! Fight!" and then rushed over.

"Over there!" The guards saw that something was wrong. These thugs were not coming to him. The person they were going to beat was another group of people, and the group also held swords and rushed over fiercely.

"Using Qin's laws, private fights should be killed." Someone in the personal guard said. This is obviously a private fight, and Qin has long since no private fights.

"This is Wei State." Someone responded and despised the private fight.

In private fights, people use pestles, and swords are just a few leading people. The two sides blew up and slapped each other, first slapped them with sticks, then twisted and hugged each other and started to wrestle. After falling to the ground, the people on the top cursed and beat them up. The person who was suppressed stopped and touched them with one hand, smashed whatever they caught, and the offense and defense immediately changed positions.

The two sides were fighting hard, but no one shouted, "The boat is here, the boat is here." Everyone jumped up and stopped fighting, and started to rush to the dock to grab the position. The people on the boat were not surprised by this, and they just threw the rope and put the anchor down.

"These five boats are back to us." The sword-holder shouted and directed his men to occupy the dock.

"Fart! All of these more than ten boats belong to us." Another person was still bleeding from his head, fighting to the death, wasn't it just to grab goods and make money?

"Rareless! These more than ten boats all return to Xiangbang." A sudden sound came out, and a team of soldiers rushed to the dock. The leader was a arrogant old servant. He directed the soldiers to drive out the two gangs.
Chapter completed!