After another conversation with Shan Wu, Zhang Zhen and the others, Ding Yi left the podium to Chai Yulang and returned to his residence again.

Although Chai Yulang didn't understand the specific meaning of Ding Yi's actions, he still followed Ding Yi's instructions to implement Ding Yi's ideas. He taught these workers in the classroom, taught the children how to read and write, and assembled mechanical mechanisms with those children... The whole thing was drunk and confused.

The winery is running in an orderly manner.

When it was almost time for dinner, the old Zen master rushed back. The old Zen master's speed was astonishing. He was able to turn back after a journey of several thousand kilometers. His spatial powers were really powerful.

The old Zen master not only brought back more than ten tons of white cloud soil during this trip, but also brought back several books on mechanism techniques and formations to Chai Yulang.

Jinjiao and the others haven't arrived at Camp 42 yet. After all, they are accompanied by hundreds of magical beasts from the underground world.

Ding Yi was very happy to hear that Jin Jiao, Xiao Suo and the others were all safe. Ding Yi attached great importance to Camp No. 42, which was the key to Ding Yi's conquest of the underground world.

Ding Yi called Chai Yulang over and handed him the cultivation classics brought back by the old Zen master.

"Master Hong traveled thousands of miles to get these books for you. Don't forget this kindness." Ding Yi educated his disciple.

Chai Yulang quickly bowed to the old Zen master.

The old Zen master waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. We are all of the same faith. We just have a different order of hearing. It's nothing to worry about. By the way, Xiao B, you have been busy for several days and you haven't finished the thing yet?"

Ding Yi glanced at the old Zen master reproachfully. The name "Xiao Yi" was usually only used by two people in private. He didn't expect that the old Zen master would blurt it out in front of Chai Yulang.

"It's all finishing work. It will be finished soon," Ding Yi said. These days, Ding Yi has been working hard and extremely hard, and he feels a little depressed.

The old Zen master asked: "Are we going to make pottery today?"

Ding Yi felt helpless and nodded.

"Sky fire and utensil fire are not as good as spiritual fire. Opening a kiln to make pottery takes a long time, and I'm not very satisfied with what comes out. It means it will be a bit harder in the past two days, but it will be fine after a while."

Only then did Chai Yulang know that Ding Yi had stayed up all night for several times. He couldn't figure out why Ding Yi was working so hard. Although most cultivators have good looks, it was still obvious from Ding Yi's immature appearance that he should be older than himself.

Much smaller. I really can’t figure out why Ding Yi is so desperate.

But as a disciple, he can't be idle, right?

"Master Wu, my master has his duties, and his disciples must do their duty. Is there anything you can do for me?" Chai Yulang quickly expressed his stance.

Ding Yi shook his head, Chai Yulang is just a mortal, what kind of power can he use?

Zhang Zhen and others had dinner at noon and went home to rest. They were not supposed to go to work until tomorrow morning, but these people still rushed over before dinner.

On the surface, they came to take their children home. In fact, they were thinking about the food at the winery.

This is the life of mortals.

They live every day carefully, not wasting any flower. They are philistine, stingy, and humble. They are like weeds, no matter how trampled they are, they are always tenacious and unyielding. When spring comes, they will sprout new shoots.

, glowing with strong vitality!

Ding Yi called Zhang Zhen over. Zhang Zhen was embarrassed and a little embarrassed. After all, some of the methods of eating big people were not on the table.

Ding Yi didn't care about this kind of thing. He said to Zhang Zhen sternly: "Old Zhang, we are making pottery tonight. You are the supervisor of the blending workshop. It is also your idea to make painted pottery. How about an extra shift in the evening? As usual, work overtime.

That’s three times the salary.”

Zhang Zhendao: "Master Wu, you guys are not sleepy to begin with. Besides, you have slept all afternoon. If you haven't said anything yet, I will ask the brothers to get ready."

Ding Yi nodded.

In the afternoon, Pei Zhi followed Ding Yi's instructions and shipped back several carts of crucible, clay, sandstone, feldspar, quartz stone...

After the workers got off work, Ding Yi led Zhang Zhen, Chai Yulang and others to the winery's storage yard and started making pottery while it was still dark.

Two universal puppets smashed the stones into pieces, and Ding Yi took out the dolomite, stirred and mixed the raw materials according to the formula, and divided them into seven different piles...
Chapter completed!