After the pottery kiln is closed and cooled overnight, the temperature is no longer hot when it is opened.

Beside the kiln, the people in the third room of the big house stretched their heads and held their breath, looking even more nervous than the people in the second room.

Old Man Jiang and Old Mrs. Jiang were still running the kiln, and Mrs. Yao also stepped forward to help. Jiang Lao Er was not suitable for strenuous exercise because of his injury, so he just watched leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Why panic? Just treat it as a child's play. Anyway, they have one hundred taels at home and can make pottery for a long time. It doesn't matter even if they fail to make pottery, they don't rely on it to make a living.

Of course, if it succeeds, it will be a good living, and their future lives will be stable.

Old Man Jiang opened up the layers of straw and finally saw the goods inside. His eyes suddenly opened wide and he took a breath of air.

"What's going on, dad?!" I asked him to say it. He was so anxious that Jiang Laoer couldn't wait to ask.

"Hahaha! Of course it's done!" After saying that, Old Man Jiang reached down and picked up a small bowl and brought it up to feel the temperature.

"Eh? Isn't it Tao? Why is it cyan and there is a layer of light?" Everyone gathered around.

I carefully looked at the bowl in Old Man Jiang's hand. The shape was very ordinary and there were some deformations, but the green-gray color was very special, bright and beautiful. Most importantly, the surface of the bowl was very smooth and looked very high-end.

The pottery bowls available in the market are either gray, black or earth-colored. They are not good-looking and are very rough and can scratch your hands.

"It's so smooth. It's just like the porcelain we sell. The color is also very beautiful. Dad, how many pieces were burned?" Ms. Jiang asked quickly, wishing she could start picking it up because she immediately saw the business opportunity.

"You'll know when you take it out." Old Man Jiang fell back to the edge of the kiln and took out the pottery one by one. Old Mrs. Jiang took it on the other side and handed it to Yao, and Yao gently placed the finished product on the

In the basket.

There wasn't much fired in total, the kiln was finished quickly, and the cracked ones were taken out too.

"That's right, 10% of the damage will be eliminated." Old Man Jiang was very happy, although he was very proud of the fact that two of the 10% that were damaged were made by him. Unexpectedly, he succeeded in burning 90% of the damage in the first time. I'm afraid those old people on the market were

Even a kiln can't do it.

"Dad, leave it to me, I'll help you sell it." Mrs. Jiang stepped forward with a smile to please her. If such a good thing was sold on consignment in her family's shop, she would earn at least five cents.

"This is Chang'an roasted for dinner. You can sell whatever you want." Even if you want to sell it, there is no need for her. With such a good thing, are you afraid that people who want to buy it won't come to your door automatically? Old Man Jiang immediately rolled his eyes.

"Hehe, isn't that a lot? Don't worry, Chang'an, Auntie will definitely give you a good price." But Jiang didn't offer a price, deliberately trying to trick people.

"I have a lot to give away." Jiang Changan has already put the things he wants to give away into his backpack.

Divide the things into three parts, "This is my family's, this is my grandparents', this is for others, no more."

"Then, do you want to make another kiln today?" Isn't it stupid not to make money even though you have money? Jiang still won't give up.

"I have to go to school today and don't have time." He will wait for the utensils to become famous and then bake them. He will teach his parents how to make them when the time comes. Jiang Changan has his own plan.

"Dad, didn't you follow what you did yesterday? You must have learned it, right?" It's better for the old man to cook it himself, and their sons will definitely take more advantage.

"Oh, you will know it after reading it. It is written in the book. Do you want to read it and try it yourself?" Old Man Jiang immediately became sarcastic.

These idiots can't learn carpentry for many years, but can they master pottery all at once? Wishful thinking.

In the end, the people in the first and third bedrooms just looked at each other and didn't even get a share.

It wasn't until this moment that the two families realized that they were really separated, but their lives were not easier.

On the other hand, even if the second-fang family is in debt, with their pottery skills, I believe they will be able to live a good life soon.

The two-room couple regretted it the day after they separated.

Jiang Changan ate a sweet potato for breakfast, then picked up his small backpack and headed towards the private school on the mountain.

The private school on the mountain is at the foot of the mountain at the entrance of the village. Jiang Jiabao and others were going to school in the town on the same way, so the brothers and sisters went out together.

"It's getting late, why hasn't Brother Jiawen left?" After walking for a long time, Jiang Changan realized that one of the five people was missing an eldest brother, and he couldn't help but wonder.

"I overheard my uncle saying last night that my eldest brother is too old and can't study, so he might as well go home and farm, since he can't afford Shu Xiu anyway." Seven-year-old Jiang Jiawang doesn't know what worries are.

Sanfang could hardly lift the pot, and he even felt sorry for others.

Jiang Changan frowned, Jiang Jiawen was only twelve years old, and the eldest house only had five acres of land, which was not enough for the three eldest wives. There was a shortage of labor for him. This uncle was really short-sighted.

"We may not be able to go next year, and my parents are also unable to earn money for us." Jiang Jiaxing sighed regretfully.

Although there is no future in school, they can fish every day. Otherwise, the two brothers are only seven or eight years old. What can they do when they go home, and they will not be tired and become a dwarf.

"Really?! We don't have to go to school anymore? Don't we have to get up so early every day?" Jiang Jiawang was happy because he didn't like reading at all.

Even if you can’t understand it, you’ll still get slapped on the palm by your husband.

Jiang Jiaxing is too lazy to look at this stupid brother anymore. Isn't it better to get up early to study than to get up early to do farm work? You are a brainless guy.

Even Jiang Jiabao sighed quietly. He was also struggling to read. He was more tired than working. It was too brain-burning.

Jiang Changan saw the reactions of several people in his eyes, so he said earnestly, "In the long run, studying is more promising. As long as you pass the college examination and become a student, your future career will be broader and more respectable.

How about I teach you how to solve the questions from now on? It’s very simple, I guarantee you can pass it.”

The three of them all turned around. What is the test question? Can you pass the test? Can you become a scholar? Stand at the same height as your husband?

"Go, study hard, and come back to me in the evening. I've prepared a panacea for you." At the crossroads, Jiang Changan waved to a few people and went to the private school on the mountain alone. Jiang Jiabao no longer needed to pick him up.

The brothers looked at each other, but inexplicably felt that the pressure of studying was not so heavy, and they also had some expectations.

The private school on the mountain was built on a small earth wave and had only three rooms. The classroom was in the middle, the room where Master Song lived and ate on the left, and the kitchen and utility room on the right.

In addition to Master Song, there is also a mute slave who is responsible for cleaning and cooking in the private school, and the others are the dozen or so students enrolled.

The private school is surrounded by a fence and has a large courtyard for students to take breaks and activities.

The private school only gives up classes at the end of the morning, and students usually arrive at the classroom one after another in the middle of the day, except for a naughty kid like Li Shushen.

But today, Li Shuchen appeared at the door of the private school at the beginning of the morning. It was really a strange sight.

"Li Shushen, why did you change your gender? If the top student is still working so hard, can you leave some way for us to survive?" Shen Fugui was so angry that he suddenly felt that his life would be dark in the future.

"Which of your eyes saw him studying, standing in the wind, waiting for someone, right?" Geniuses don't need to work hard, they just need to play. Zhang Zhuzhu is envious.

Ever since they got good results in the private school examination on the mountain, the parents have become restless. They all see unlimited hope and want to spur them on all the time. They desperately want to be a scholar and come back.
Chapter completed!