In a slave society, the means of production belonged to the slave owners.
When Zhou Qingfeng first arrived in Hetuala, he heard Mao Ada say, "The fish in the water, the beasts in the mountains, and the birds in the forest all belong to the master." He thought this was too overbearing before, but now he felt even more disgusted. Because when he found out that he had no food, he wanted to find a place to fish and hunt for food, but there was no territory — all the places around Ehekulun were owned.
Before the era of industrialization, food had always been the most precious wealth. The collapse of the Central Plains dynasty was always accompanied by the collapse of the food production system. Running to someone else's territory to get food was just waiting for them to kill you.
When Abahai said that there was almost no food at home, Zhou Qingfeng just realized his trouble. If he relied on medicine to make a living, there were a lot of patients in Ehekulun, but those who had enough money to pay were few.
Ordinary slaves didn't even have personal freedom, and it would be useless to treat them. Ordinary soldiers were poor and needed to rely on Baylor to survive. There were only about a hundred Baylor in the city who could pay the consultation fee, and the customer base was not big enough. Therefore, medicine could only be used for emergencies, and there was no way to get rich. On one hand, Zhou Qingfeng asked Old Man Sun to introduce patients, and on the other hand, he had to think of other ways to generate income.
In this case …
"Come, say it to me, this is' earth ', t-u-tu." Zhou Qingfeng stood on a mound and shouted.
The fifteen slaves below all looked up, their eyes dull. They were inarticulate, and their voices were uneven, making the sound of 'earth'.
"Damn, haven't you eaten enough? Read it to me loudly. 'Earth', t-u-tu. "Zhou Qingfeng continued to shout," This is the earth you are collecting. How do you write it? A horizontal, a vertical, and a long horizontal. Are you blind? Hurry up and write it according to me, write it on your writing board. "
Zhou Qingfeng's mouth was almost dry from teaching, but the slaves below were like wood, slow to react, or even did not respond. Abahai laughed happily on the side, which made Zhou Qingfeng angry and scolded, "Laugh, laugh, laugh your ass. Everything is difficult at the beginning, don't you understand? I'm sure I can teach a few useful people. "
After scolding Abahai, Zhou Qingfeng shouted to the slaves, "Write the word 'earth'. Our work today is related to the word 'earth'. Dig the earth. Dig up the clay from the ground and put it into the wicker baskets. From now on, whether we eat dry food or drink water depends on your performance. "
In order to start a project that could generate income, Zhou Qingfeng intentionally walked around Eherkulen City and found a place where clay could be mined in the open. He asked the slaves to bring baskets and wooden hoes to dig the clay, and to do some educational work.
The writing board with the word "Tu" written on it was hung on the back of every slave. Everyone could see it when they looked up. Zhou Qingfeng wanted them to learn while working. After digging the clay and transporting it back to the courtyard in the city, he began to instruct the slaves to build a small fire kiln. The word on the writing board became 'Fire'.
"h-uo-huo, this is the 'fire' we usually use. Remember, learn five words every day. If you don't learn well, I'll punish you. If you learn well, I'll reward you. "Zhou Qingfeng's face was fierce, and the whip in his hand had already lashed several people. The slaves below worked hard to memorize while repairing the fire kiln, because their young master would do what he said.
Those who didn't put in the effort would be whipped, and those who put in the effort would be given salt and sugar to drink. Kindness and power, with rewards and punishments, this was much better than the days when there were only punishments and no rewards. Although the slaves found it difficult to learn such a simple lesson, they still forced themselves to use their brains.
Abahai, who had been following, was puzzled by Zhou Qingfeng's actions. He asked, "Little Zhou, what are you going to do?"
"I already said, I'm going to build a fire kiln," Zhou Qingfeng replied. It didn't take much time to build a fire kiln with mud, and with more than a dozen slaves working together, it was completed in a day. However, his fire kiln was a bit complicated. There were bellows, smoke pipes, and preheating pools that required some skills to complete. The entire fire kiln looked a bit ugly, but the design of the internal combustion chamber was still very scientific.
In Herkulun, which lacked metal tools, the Saber of Light in Zhou Qingfeng's hand was the best wood processing tool. Reality also forced him to become a carpenter on his own, such as making architectural molds and turning plastic pottery wheels that were driven by his feet.
"What is this rotating thing used for?" Abahai was like a curious child, interested in everything about Zhou Qingfeng.
"This is a pottery wheel, used to rotate the clay to make the shape of the pottery."
"Are you really going to burn pottery?"
"Didn't I tell you last night? There's no place for us to hunt around the city, so we can only do some handicrafts. Firing pottery is the simplest job, and also the one with the quickest results. "
"Are you going to make some pottery and sell it? But there are slaves firing pottery in the city. "
"They're terrible at firing. The firing temperature is low, the embryo is loose, and some even fall apart when exposed to water. " As he spoke, Zhou Qingfeng also took out two pieces of paper from his pocket. On them were the design drawings of the fire kiln, as well as some key points and difficult points.
"According to my information, firing pottery requires a high temperature of at least a thousand degrees. The slaves in the city are not active in their work, and the slave owners don't understand. The temperature of the fire is not high enough, and the finished products are not up to standard. But I can definitely do better. "
After the fire kiln was built, a shed was built to shelter the kiln from the wind and rain. The whole kiln needed to be dried in the shade for a few days before it could be used. So Zhou Qingfeng taught the slaves to make a variety of semi-finished pottery with clay, such as cups, plates, bowls, and jars. These were all necessary containers for daily life. Such crude things were either scarce or of poor quality in Herkulun.
The semi-finished products also needed to be dried in the shade, and the fuel needed to be stocked in large quantities. The slaves also needed to be trained. All of this depended on Zhou Qingfeng's hands-on teaching. In the past, he was a person who had no practical ability to do anything, but now he had to do it himself. Fortunately, he was a technical school teacher, and there were many practical books for learning in the technical school library in the Time Oasis.
Cheap knowledge was the foundation of every transmigrator's success. Otherwise, Zhou Qingfeng would definitely make a lot of mistakes by himself. For example, he would definitely neglect the 'drying in the shade' step, and the firing of pottery would naturally fail.
After struggling for a few times, the first work Zhou Qingfeng made on the pottery wheel was a jar, an ugly thing. After realizing that he did not seem to have the talent in this area, he decisively let the slaves figure it out themselves. On the other hand, Abahai thought it was quite fun, and the cups and plates he made were decent.
After drying in the shade for a few days to let the moisture in the fire kiln and semi-finished pottery disperse, Zhou Qingfeng began to fire. When thick smoke came out of the chimney, many Culuns in the city came to watch. No one could tell what this' Goat Shell 'was doing. They only knew that he had been playing with mud with his slaves for a few days.
"The temperature of the flame can be determined by the color of the flame. Now, who can tell me what color our fire kiln is? "
"Red, correct. Who can write out the word 'red' for me? "
"Hey, I just taught you yesterday, and you've forgotten today? No one knows? Do you want to be whipped? "
"You bunch of idiots. Out of fifteen people, twelve are wrong. Abahai, don't laugh. Slap the palms of those who are wrong. "
"We are now a red flame. To be exact, it's deep red. This is only 700 degrees. Not enough, not enough. Bellows, bellows, pull it up. "
The color of the flame changed. It became golden yellow, or even golden-white. Write out the words' yellow 'and' white '. I just taught you this yesterday. If anyone writes it wrong again, I'll be very angry. "
It took about 30 to 40 hours to fire the pottery. During the entire process, the fire could not be stopped, and the temperature of the flame had to be kept stable. From the slow increase in temperature, to the high temperature sintering, and then to the slow decrease in temperature, it required someone to keep watch in front of the fire kiln.
The process of controlling the temperature was a secret among the craftsmen that was passed down to the males and not the females. It was often the summary of the experience of several generations, and it was an extreme secret to make a living. Zhou Qingfeng taught this precious knowledge openly, without hiding anything. In fact, he could not hide anything, and he could not wait for his subordinates to grow faster.
The fifteen slaves, together with Abahai, followed Zhou Qingfeng for two days. Large amounts of wood fuel were thrown into the fire kiln, and the raging fire became a rare sight in the city of Herkulen at night. It attracted a lot of attention.
Although Zhou Qingfeng had never fired pottery before, he had simple and easy to understand theoretical guidance. He knew when to do what, what temperature to maintain the flame, what key points to pay attention to during the firing, and when it was considered a success. These were the summaries of human knowledge and experience over thousands of years, as well as the rational research of future science.
In contrast, the people of Herkulen did not have such conditions to fire their own pottery. They were completely in a state of fumbling. They could not even complete the simplest pottery if they made the slightest mistake.
Two days later, the flame was extinguished, and Zhou Qingfeng opened the kiln to observe. After two days of firing, the fire kiln itself had turned into a pottery, and the inside was still steaming. When the black jars were taken out, the eyes of the slaves who had endured for two days widened. Even Abahai was very curious.
"Is this the big water jar you made?" Abahai asked.
Due to the lack of wells, water had to be fetched from the river outside the city. If the water container was too small, it would be a waste of manpower. Zhou Qingfeng deliberately fired two big water jars to transport and store water. With this thing, the efficiency of production and living could be greatly improved. In the long run, the precious calories obtained from food would not be wasted on walking back and forth, and could be used for more valuable labor.
Such an inconspicuous water jar was a treasure in Herkulen. Countless people in the city came to watch, climbing the walls of Zhou Qingfeng's house, clicking their tongues in wonder.
"No cracks, no defects, the whole body of the jar has been sintered, it can be considered a success." After Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he was happy first. It was not easy. When other people transmigrated, they could easily make steel, cement, glass, and firearms, but he was making the lowest level of water jars.
It took several days of effort to make such a big water jar, mobilizing more than a dozen slaves to work together, including a lot of scientific knowledge. A slight error would have wasted all previous efforts. Technological progress was really not an easy thing.
As soon as Zhou Qingfeng said it was a success, the slaves who worked with him also cheered. The hard work of the past few days had really let them learn something, and the process of labor was also a certain degree of respect.
The news that goat shells could be used to make good pottery immediately spread throughout Herkulen, and even Division Leader Uța hurried over to see the excitement. Seeing two light, sturdy, and easy to use water jars, Uța immediately asked to buy ten. Other goat shells also came to place orders.
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