darknovel 0144: You Might As Well Grab It Faster.
0144: You Might As Well Grab It Faster.
Qiao Ji immediately checked the old man's character panel.
[Character]: Sank Qinglu.
【Age】:55.
[Power]: 5.2. [Speed]: 6.5.
[Intelligence]: 7.1. [Physique]: 6.3.
【Charm】: 9.5.
(Average for the average person: 5)
[Intelligence]: Sanke is a sub-ethnic deer with the ancestral pottery craftsmanship of the Qinglu family, and has become a royal pottery supplier three times.
The betrayal of his son-in-law leaked the ancestral pottery craftsmanship, leading to the improvement of the pottery skills of the remaining sixteen families in the imperial capital.
I got a surprising piece of information.
Qiao Ji did not expect that this pottery production was actually used by the royal family, but the ancestral craftsmanship was leaked.
He scanned the dozen or so people in front of him, people of all ages, all of them were deer tribesmen.
There is a thumb-sized antler on both ends of the deer sub-people's forehead, which is quite small and cute.
The old man's antlers have three forks; The child is just a small bulge; The female deer sub-people are also just a small bulge; Male adults will have one more fork.
"Lord Viscount, just now said that the temperature of 760 for our pottery is not enough?" Ke Cang asked in an old voice.
Qiao Ji replied, "Did you switch to other clay?"
"You, how do you know?" Sank said stunned.
"I guess." Qiao Ji said lightly.
Pottery can be fired from many kinds of embryonic soil, but the temperature is required, 800 degrees to 1,000 degrees can be fired pottery, many depending on the ratio of raw materials.
Otherwise, many pottery will leak when burned and cannot be used as daily necessities.
Unless it is used as an ornament.
"Guess? Guess?" Sank was stunned.
He was a little unconvinced, but he didn't want to ask anything.
Sank asked expectantly, "Lord Viscount, are you here to customize the pottery?"
Now fewer and fewer people look for them to customize pottery, and other pottery workshops have obtained the ancestral skills of the Qinglu family, coupled with their own craftsmanship and improvement, they have made better pottery than the Qinglu family.
"Let's not talk about custom pottery, do you sell it in your workshop?" Qiao Ji took a fancy to a dozen skilled craftsmen in front of him.
It would be a waste of time for him to train the ceramics workers himself, so it would be better to buy this pottery workshop and turn these workers into his own.
"Huh?" Bach was stunned again.
"If you don't innovate, you'll soon be reduced to making pottery for civilians, right?"
Qiao Ji scanned the entire pottery workshop and said lightly, "With your current scale, even if you make pottery for ordinary people, it is not very competitive.
The scale is too small, the products are too few, and the low selling price cannot support the expenditure and consumption of the workshop.
If the selling price is high, ordinary people can't afford it at all, and the rich people of petty bourgeoisie will bite their teeth and buy better, and they will definitely not have an advantage in sales.
"I won't sell it." Sank said in a deep voice.
This is the property of the White Deer family, which has a history of more than a hundred years, how can it be sold.
"I join you with my craft?" Qiao Ji in another way.
"What do you mean?" Sank didn't understand a little.
"I will set up a chamber of commerce with your White Deer family as the core."
Qiao Ji hugged his hands to his chest and said lightly, "And you take one percent of the money earned." ”
"What? One percent?"
"You might as well go and grab it faster."
"Damn it, how can you say a percent price?"
More than a dozen people of the White Deer family listened furiously, but they did not dare to scold.
Even if their skills leak, they will not be reduced to one percent.
"Sometimes you have to understand that one percent of ten million gold coins."
Qiao Ji's heterochromatic pupils narrowed slightly, pressing everyone with a high momentum, and said indifferently, "There is a big difference between the two and fifty percent of ten thousand gold coins.
Sank raised his hand to stop his family's quarrel and asked in disbelief, "You mean, your skill is worth ten million?"
"Ten million? No, more than you think. ”
Qiao Ji's thought of the scene when ceramics appeared in the future should cause a sensation.
"I can't believe it." Sank said bitterly.
He wanted to believe the young man's words, but it was impossible for reason to tell himself.
A skill that was more valuable than tens of millions of gold coins was simply telling him that the empire was about to be destroyed.
"It's okay if you don't believe me, you give me some raw materials, and by the way, help me burn a set of ceramics."
Qiao Ji had to make a few porcelain pieces by himself.
When the time comes, there will be physical objects, and mature tool people will join in themselves.
"The raw materials are in the house, you come with me." Sank decided to take a gamble.
If it succeeds, it may be the family.
He understood that the White Deer family had no way back, did not find new innovations, but died slowly, and was eventually swallowed by others.
There are seventeen pottery workshops in the imperial capital, many of which come into the imperial capital from other places, and the market is so large, and if it does not progress, it means destruction.
"I'll just go in myself." Qiao Ji stopped people who wanted to enter.
The difficulty of ceramics lies in the use of raw material mud, temperature, and glaze.
Qiao Ji will not disclose the selection and ratio of raw materials when others are not trusted.
"Ceramics +1."
"Ceramics +1."
"Ceramics +1."
"Improvement of junior ceramic skills."
"Acquired: Intermediate Ceramic Skills."
"Ceramics +1."
Three hours later.
Qiao Ji came out with five bowls on a wooden tray.
"Such a great pottery making." Sank looked at five bowls that were almost identical.
He understood that the young man's pottery skills were no worse than those of the White Deer family, and he didn't know about the fired products.
"Take it and let it dry." Qiao Ji handed the tray over.
"Yes." Sank hurriedly took the tray and placed it in the usual place where it was usually dried in the pottery.
"The next step is to change your pottery kiln." Qiao Ji came to the door of the pottery kiln and observed.
He found that the layout of the cave was unreasonable, and only a few minor changes were made.
Sank didn't stop it when he saw that there were no major changes, and let the trapped house people change it.
"Ceramics +1."
Half an hour later.
"Okay." Qiao Ji clapped his hands.
He said to Sank, "Tomorrow I will put five of my bowls in and fire, and the fire will be burned for ten hours in a row before the kiln can be sealed."
"Huh? Do you really want to burn ten hours in a row?" Sank asked resolutely.
"Yes, if you don't burn enough for ten hours, you won't get good ceramics. Inya said lightly.
"Ceramics?" Sank listened to the word blankly.
Qiao Ji took out a gold coin from his pocket and threw it over, "You'll know tomorrow when you burn it." ”
Physical objects have the most right to speak, and when the time comes, there is no need to say anything, the other party knows how to choose.
"Yes." Sank catches the gold coins.
(1 more, positive code second more.) )。