"Gentleman, whatever utensil you want, I will definitely make it."
Fan Dou's voice also gained confidence.
Xin added: "There are quite a lot of things to make, not just one."
"In this case, you just need to tell me what to do. My skill in making pottery... will never be inferior to that of my father!"
After Fan Dou finished speaking, he looked at his father.
After being taught by Xin You, Fan Fou no longer dared to say that his son's craftsmanship was not as good as his own.
Xin added: "Let me take a look at what you made first."
In this small pottery workshop, the pottery is made by the father and son duo.
Xin picked up another clay pot and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
Pottery is sand-added gray pottery that was popular in the Spring and Autumn Period. It is made using the wheel-making method. Most of the pottery surfaces have string, cord or mat patterns.
From Xin You's point of view, except for some new types of pottery that Fan Fou learned from Wangcheng, there is nothing outstanding about the pottery here.
After all, it is a small place, and the craftsmanship of the craftsmen is not very high.
However, the simplest distiller is enough.
After traveling through time in the past few days, Xin You already understood some basic information about Xinyi.
Xinyi is mainly based on agriculture. There are a large number of high-quality farmland in the mountains and at the foot of the mountains, rich in millet.
The excess millet will also be used to make wine, so wine making is Xinyi's second largest economic pillar.
As for small industries such as pottery, they are not Xinyi's main industry.
It is mainly for the people of Xinyi for their own use.
Making pottery is a very complicated thing, especially making exquisite pottery.
In addition to the problem of raw materials, craftsmen are the most important thing. It is absolutely impossible to make good pottery with the two craftsmen in Xinyi.
Xin also warned himself to take it step by step. First, he had to make some money for Xinyi, and everything else was easy to talk about.
"Gentleman, are you satisfied with these things I made?" Fan Dou asked.
He has always been very confident in making pottery, but he has never been recognized by his father.
If Xin said yes, then his father could not say anything.
"In terms of the craftsmanship of making pottery, you are already on par with your father." Xin said again.
Hearing Xin You's words, Fan Dou smiled on his face.
This is the affirmation from Doctor Yuyi!
From now on, it was hard for his father to say anything.
"But the craftsmanship of you father and son is far behind the real masters of pottery in this era..."
This was what Xin You was thinking in his mind but did not say it out loud.
"I wonder what kind of utensils you want, sir. As you can see, I can make these commonly used utensils," Fan Dou said.
Xin added: "I want a lot of things, and you may not have seen some of the items before, so you'd better write them down and deliver them to my home in five days."
"Okay, sir, please rest assured." Fan Dou said.
Afterwards, Xin said a lot of things, and he emphasized several of them.
Fan Fou and Fan Dou, father and son, looked relaxed.
The things Xin You want are not weird, they are all commonly used pottery.
It's just that the shapes and sizes of some pottery are different from usual.
Furthermore, the sizes of the things Xin You wanted had extremely strict regulations.
Thinking that Xin You was proficient in etiquette, and that this might be used in sacrifices, the father and son did not dare to doubt it, let alone neglect it. As soon as Xin You left, they started to do it.
…
It was almost noon when Xin You left Taofang.
His stomach rumbled a few times, and the one behind him made the rumble even worse.
"Let's go back to eat first," Xin said again.
"Okay! Gentleman!"
The master and the slave returned home, and the food was ready.
The food of a small nobleman like Xin You is actually not that luxurious.
Compared with the dazzling array of food in later generations, what Xin You ate was not really "good".
Either boiled, steamed, or roasted.
Except that Yan drinks some high-end food, what Xin You eats on weekdays is no different from the Chinese.
Of course, this is food for the little nobles.
If you were a big noble, your food would not be so shoddy every day.
"Gentleman, what shall we do this afternoon?"
When Xin Zai finished eating, Ling Zuo asked in a low voice.
Xin thought for a while and then said: "Prepare lessons!"
"Lesson preparation? What is lesson preparation?"
"Just thinking about what I should tell the people in the evening." Xin added.
"...Gentleman, there is something I want to report to you," Li Zuo said in a low voice.
"Tell me what's going on."
"Um... I heard something while relieving myself in Cheng's village just now."
"What's up?"
"Those people from the Cheng family may not come to the rural school in the evening!" Leng Zuo said.
"It seems they want to use this method to fight against me..." Xin laughed again.
Xin You had already been mentally prepared for such a thing.
Teaching people to read is a big deal.
Old foxes like Xiang Chengmi and Xin Jin would not have thought of the consequences of doing this.
So they will do everything they can to stop Xin You.
As long as most Chinese people don’t go to rural schools, Xinyou’s matter won’t be possible!
Even if you want to proceed, you must seek the consent of the three elders.
"Gentleman, people from the Cheng family have already promised not to go to the township school. I heard that our Xin family and the Yin family have also decided not to go to the township school. I don't know how many people can come today."
Lianzuo said.
"It doesn't matter, everything is difficult at the beginning. This is just the beginning. Maybe there will be no room for people in the rural school in a few days." Xin You is indeed not very worried about this matter, because he has already thought of how to deal with it.
Rice's method.
…
In the Spring and Autumn Period, people only had two meals.
By late afternoon, many people had already finished their dinner.
Xin arrived at the township school early and was waiting for his "students" there.
Ling Zuo stood outside the rural school waiting for Xin You.
He is a slave and is not eligible to enter the rural school unless he serves the nobles.
The sun was setting in the west, and as expected, not many people came to the rural school.
Du Gan actually brought several young men from the Du family, as well as several young men from the Mao family, who also came.
After a while, a few more Chinese people came intermittently.
Most of them were just sitting around watching the fun.
There were also a few sent by Cheng Mi and Xin Jin. They just wanted to see how Xin Jin would make a fool of himself.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were less than twenty people in the township school.
"Gentleman, some people may have forgotten, I will call them."
Seeing that the scene was a bit embarrassing, Du Gan wanted to bring in a few more people to fill up the scene for Xin You.
"No need, these people are just right."
Xin You was sitting in the middle of the township school.
"Gentleman, what words should we learn today?"
A boy with freckles asked loudly.
"Today I will first learn the word 'Zhou'. Zhou is the Zhou of my clan, the Zhou of Cheng Zhou!" Xin said again: "I have carved this character on this wooden board. You can take a good look at it."
The Chinese people walked across the wooden boards and frowned as they looked at the complicated words on them.
During the Spring and Autumn Period, characters were still written in large seal scripts, and the murals were complex and difficult to read.
Xin did not ask everyone to become knowledgeable people, but only asked them to know some words and some numbers, so that they could help Xinyi when necessary.
"After you understand this word, I will tell you a story."
"Story? What story?!"
The Chinese people sitting below suddenly became interested.
"Let's tell the story of Emperor Mu's journey to the West by car..."
Xin looked at the people below again and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. This chapter has been completed!