After Zhou Qingfeng opened the technology of firing pottery, a guest came early the next morning.This man was of medium stature, a little treachery, and carried many slaves before and after.Grandpa Sun, who is a great housekeeper of the tribe, even wanted to give him a personal way and always laughed.

The guest went to the door of Zhou Qingfeng's yard very curiously, because the courtyard, which was originally returned to Gonabezi, has recently been greatly improved - the yard has been expanded, a few more rooms are simply, two rainwater drainage ditches have been dug on the ground, and even two pits have been specially built.

In addition to the living facilities, the yard’s recently built production facilities are also eye-catching – the burning kiln that has caused a sensation in the city is pyrotechnic, and pottery and pottery are being burned in the kiln.The production of pottery is very simple, primary school students can complete, only need water and clay is enough, the material is everywhere.

Several slaves were processing wet clay on a rotating tray, and on the ground there were several wooden pallets filled with semi-finished products that had been molded.All are simple mud bowls, mud pots, mud cylinders and other container supplies.Don't look at these inconspicuous things without any technical content, but if they don't, it's very troublesome if they don't.

The processed mud semi-finished products will be dried first, and then sent to the fire kiln for sintering.After equipped with windshields, preheating ponds, smoke pipes and other auxiliary facilities, the flame temperature in the fire kiln can be maintained at about a thousand to one thousand or two hundred degrees, basically satisfying the firing of pottery - this thing can be used for ironmaking if further improved.

In addition to the semi-finished products being produced, some finished pottery is placed in a corner.From time to time, someone in and out of it to move it away, it is obviously a negotiated business, which is to be delivered.

The guest came to the door but did not go directly into the yard, but was curious to approach this humble earth to the extreme fire kiln.It was not until he had fully observed the production process of a pottery tank that he turned back to Grandpa Sun in full language and asked him, "I want to buy these slaves and build a fire kiln that burns pottery."

Grandpa Sun suddenly smiled awkwardly: "Return to Dashan Beizi, this matter has to ask the little master Zhou, these slaves are he personally taught."Even if you want to sell, the price is not low.He'll be next door, and we'll go find him."

"The price is good, he said, though he spoke."The guest nodded and walked to the main courtyard where Zhou Qingfeng lived.Earlier, the servant went to report, and Zhou Qingfeng Hao came out of the inside and said some scene.The two sides do not understand the words, and they also need Grandpa Sun to translate for the sake of the Lord.

"This is Dashan Bezi, the uncle of the master of Ucha.This is a small monk from Mingguo, who is proficient in trauma medicine and will be able to relieve the old wounds on his son.”Grandpa is presenting.Zhou Qingfeng led the door-to-door Dashanbei into the courtyard of the main house.

To the main house is another form, the original mud floor was covered with a layer of fine sand and small stones, stepping on a lot of plain, daily not so much ash.This alone surprised Dashan Beizi, and the front and back of the house were cleaned up, the damaged places were being repaired, and the living conditions were greatly improved.

Dashan Beizi liked this place at first sight.He even lost the next week's Qingfeng, and he would look at the inside and outside of the yard, and then loudly praised Zhou Qingfeng and grinned.Grandpa Sun translated by the side: "Dashi Beizi said that your house is very good, the house is very transparent, the windows are open well, the toilet does not stink, the kitchen is also very clean, he likes you here."

Because building materials are very expensive and lacking, most of the ancient buildings are short.Knowing how to build a house is a talent, not an ordinary craftsman, and the social status is quite high.

People praised the house they had repaired, and Zhou Qingfeng smiled on his face, but his mouth said, “Is my house well?”Everything I live in feels bad.Didn’t this guy come to the doctor?How do you look at a bag to look fresh?What does he really want to do?”

Grandpa Sun also laughed bitterly, "There are few people in this city of Hekurun who know how to repair the house, even the house of the owner of Ucha is not much better."You say nothing else about this house, at least it is clean in the city that no one can compare.In these two days, you have also made a large wooden window for all the houses, and it is not comparable to others.

Your yard is also well, and the ditch of sewage is not available to others.In short, a lot of small places to do well, the whole house will make people feel comfortable.In contrast, Dashan Beizi can only live in a pig's nest.He now not only looks at your house, but also at the slave you have been teaching, and he has just asked me how I can buy it."

Dashan Beizi is unwelcomingly trying Zhou Qingfeng's earthen.This earthen stew has just been rested, with a layer of wood on it, and then a softer rattan table is mated.

In order to prepare this rattan table, it took the mind of the boss of Abaha.It was never ten fingers of the concubine of the state who was forced to think of a way to find a way to choose the thinnest and most tenable material to make up the first handmade goods in her life.This will be Dashan Beizi lying on the earth vine seat upside down and straight - fortunately Abahhe will not be at home, otherwise you must be angry.

He rolled his eyes on it, but he quickly thought of an idea.He asked Grandpa Grandpa, “You said that Dashan Beizi likes this house, and if I sell this house to him, how much should I offer it?”

Selling the house?

Grandpa Sun's thinking about Zhou Qingfeng's jumping is very strange, he had to remind: "This courtyard is a rare good place in the city of Ehekurun, the location is excellent, sold out."Where do you live?”

"This house is dying, what's the best?"Sold and build again.As long as I have enough people, I can build better elsewhere.What is the price of this man?As you know, I have recently been on hand, and even eating and drinking at home has begun to lack.Abaha had to pull the tiger skins of the yawning and lead the people out of the city to collect the wild fruit and wild food.”

For Zhou Qingfeng's bravery, Grandpa Sun had to sigh.But he still shook his head and said, "There is no good place in this city of Hekurun, and you can only build a house to be built outside with the slaves."It would be too dangerous for you to build a house outside the city, and this Hekurun is remote, the mountains are very strange, and other wild tribes will be disturbed from time to time.”

Ikhkurun is already very partial, but there are actually more remote and poorer primitive tribes to the north.Living in the city is a good security point, and it really depends on yourself outside the city.

But Zhou Qingfeng's thinking was different from Grandpa Sun, who looked at his yard and said, "This place is too small, this city is too embarrassed to tolerate me."I get out there to develop.”

Grandpa Sun did not understand what Zhou Qingfeng thought, but he could only sigh and nod: "Yes, trapped in this city has never been restless in a lifetime."Now you have nothing to do, trying to get out is the right way.You first heal this Dashanbe, and I will go and tell him about the house.

This Dashanbe was the brother of the previous generation of the head of the Echkurun, who was originally a Baylor.It is only in these years that the family road has been somewhat defeated, and the title has been reduced to a rank, but the slaves and wealth in his hands are still quite enough for you to make a fortune for him."

Zhou Qingfeng grasped the meeting and waited for Grandpa Sun to shout Dashan.The Bezi was happy, listening to Zhou Qingfeng to start to heal him, directly took off his leather robe to expose a deep and long scar on his back, and then began to scold in full language.

Zhou Qingfeng did not understand, but reached out after opening his eyes to understand the details of this injury.Grandpa Sun translated on the side: "The wound on the back of Dashan was left more than 20 years ago, and these years have been making him pain unbearable, and he can't even go to the battlefield, and he can't make up his war to rob slaves and goods."

Several muscles and austrious auscultomy on the back of Dashan were cut.Ordinary people died so early, Dashan can survive, indicating that his physical quality was excellent and his martial arts were extraordinary.The man who cut his knife was also great.He asked, “Who cut this knife?”

“It’s Ying Ying.”

This sentence does not need to be translated, and Zhou Qingfeng also understands.

Grandpa Sun explained: "More than 20 years ago, the state-building department attacked Ikhkulen.At that time, Zhu Yingbeier was still young, and the first battle destroyed the originally promising mountain.But it is because Yu Ying is strong enough that these wild women of Echkurun are really afraid of him and obey him."

Zhou Qingfeng has begun to instill his own light properties of spirituality, and has put his consciousness on the wound of the back of Dashan more than 20 years ago.This shocking wound began to rupture, bleed, and grow new mints, blood vessels and meridians.The broken flesh is close to each other and heals slowly.

Zhou Qingfeng's cultivation is still shallow, and the amount of spiritual strength is still not enough.When Dashan's wound healed to about a quarter, he was unable to continue and had to stop.When he explained the situation, Dashan himself slowly stood up straight, trying to straighten his back, and made a continuous sigh.

Grandpa Sun translated: "Dama said that his back has been bent for more than 20 years, and today he can finally straighten up."He also said that if he had not been hit with this knife more than 20 years ago, the Lord of Ikhkurun will not fall on Ucha today.He thanked you and said that he would repay you and ask you what you want.”

Hahaha, the sheriff likes to be repaid by others.What he wanted most naturally was a slave who could speak Chinese, and human resources were the most precious.However, there were too few Han slaves in Ikhkurun, so he simply counted real female slaves, Mongolian slaves, and Korean slaves, as long as they could speak Chinese.

Dashan nodded and agreed to use slaves as a payment.Grandpa Sun also talked about the goodness of Zhou Qingfeng's house, which once again made Dashan sigh, causing the latter to take the initiative to buy it.

Zhou Qingfeng naturally shook his head at first, and then told about his various difficulties in Ehkurun - life is not familiar, there are not enough slaves under his hand, the house is not enough to live ah, the industry is equal to zero ah, the repair is nothing, the martial arts are also bad, the future expedition is also to scrape together the manpower and materials needed for the war ah.

In short, it is crying and being poor, indicating that you are in a lot of trouble, and it sounds like it is about to end.

Darcy immediately said he was willing to help. . . .

He was happy like a chicken-stealing weasel.