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Chapter five hundred and seven.

The decision-making body in Qingzhou is somewhat different from that of General Cao's Yecheng. Wang Hou is somewhat similar to the policy of small officials in charge of high officials by Zhu Di, the Emperor Chengzu of Ming Dynasty! More than 100 graduates who graduated from Penglai College were divided into five groups and twenty people, in charge of Qingzhou's military expenditure, grain and grain entry and exit, the rise and fall of household registration, commercial conduct and judicial judgments.

It feels like a committee system. The staff of the generals of Zhenbei have the right to deal with matters of less than 100 to 100 squads. The bandit suppression and striking of the 100-100 squads require the staff to discuss and vote. The military mobilization of more than 100 squads and the regiment level of Wang Hou is required to come forward.

With them, more than 85% of the matters in Qingzhou are basically regular.

However, the committee has been very angry these days! When you come to work every day, the first thing you say is to say hello to each other.

The governor of the state did not come again!

In the past, Wang Hou also skipped work, but it is really rare for him to not come to work for six or seven consecutive days!

"It's outrageous! Don't blame yourself and indulge in pleasure! It's not the way to be a lord! I want to persuade the lord to go!"

If it were normal, there was no way to come or ask, everyone could only accumulate the matter and wait for Wang Hou to take time to deal with it together. But now, the naughty head green who had just arrived from Qingzhou was furious, slapped the table suddenly, turned around and went out in anger.

Watching his back, a group of staff couldn't help looking at each other. After a while, an old Cao official who had followed Wang Hou for several years shook his head helplessly.

"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger!"

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On the other side, is Wang Hou enjoying himself? Not only is he not, the place where he stays is a little gloomy and a little bitter.

There are less than one hundred wools in the entire Liaodong area, which made Wang Hou anxiously run a wool business plan and have to stand it first. Only after 100 wools are removed can he create hundreds of kilograms of wool! However, this guy's thief heart that uses the economy to control the nomadic people is still thief heartless. He started to tossing behind Jinzhou Prefecture City early in the morning.

It is true that it is gloomy. The whole yard is covered with white bones. Two large stone mills in the middle of the yard. Several servants under the governor of the state smashed the skulls, spine, ribs and thighs of these cattle and sheep with axes, and then threw them into the grinding eyes. The two oxen were pulling and grinding them into powder with a creaking sound.

On the other side, an extraordinarily hot breath came from the room, saying that the house was wrong, because the house was stripped down, and Wang Hou ordered it to be converted into a kiln, and a layer of clay was pasted, like a termite nest. In the cave, several workers were sweating profusely and fiddling the fire little by little as the heat. Outside, Wang Hou himself was also sweating profusely there and selling the orders.

Later foreigners called China a harsh place to dismantle. In foreign languages, it was originally meant by porcelain. However, in the Han Dynasty, Chinese porcelain is far less colorful than porcelain in the Song, Ming and Qing dynasties. The best porcelain that Wang Hou had ever used was just white porcelain with blue, and now the difference between ceramics and porcelain does not seem to be that big.

Wang Hou himself didn't know much about porcelain. He only knew that firing ordinary clay was enough. What he needed to burn porcelain was higher-level kaolin, which was named because of Jingdezhen Gaoling. Then the top-grade ceramics needed to be fired twice, glazed in two times, sticking in glaze, etc., and he didn't know what was left!

Fortunately, he is a leader and a big boss. He has money in his pocket and is rich and generous. He only needs to come up with advice and the remaining free employees go to practice again and again.

Outside, the craftsmen who could be masters in other kilns were sweating profusely making pottery molds for Wang Hou. In front of more than a dozen kilns, the best porcelain craftsman in Qingzhou meticulously and carefully dismantled the kiln.

This was not only Wang Hou's whim, but not his whim, because the experiment on this porcelain workshop was based on the previous strategy of controlling the nomadic people with economics! Actively finding jobs for the Xianbei people and the Wuhuan people!

The yarn road was not accessible before Li Hu volunteered to go out of the Western Qiang, so he focused his eyes on the porcelain again.

In theory, porcelain is the essence of China and the beauty of art practiced by the farming nation for hundreds of years. Moreover, this thing is as crystal clear as jade, but it is naturally delicate and crisp, and it can be broken as soon as it is knocked. It has something to do with the nomads who raise horses and sheep on the grassland, bumping and bumping into the norm?

There is no porcelain in general, but now there are porcelains that Wang Hou tested! This special porcelain is the only porcelain developed in the entire West.

Bone porcelain!

Bone porcelain, as the name suggests, is added to the blank with bone meal as raw material. The fired porcelain will cause cattle and sheep to die in herds on the grassland. Many of them die every year. The meat will either be eaten or smelly, and there will be a lot of accumulated bones. Once the bone porcelain, a technology tree, is unlocked, the bones on the grassland that are useless can become precious raw materials, and the demand will also increase.

In order to find some export specialties for the grassland people, such as Muggles who lack the skills to make a living, Wang Hou was also very good at it.

Seeing the master of the kiln mouth bit by bit, Wang Hou was as nervous as he had just become a warehouse manager, so don't burn it anymore. Although porcelain, a great work of art has developed to its peak for hundreds of years and thousands of years, I don't know how many failures he has experienced before he has experienced it. He has only been playing porcelain for a few days, but Wang Hou is just anxious. Seeing that the furnace is either burned with bone powder and burned black, or the temperature is not too hot, the beautiful jade feel of porcelain cannot be burned out at all. His heart is so cold.

Not to mention, I believed what I fooled. Seeing the bricks in the clay kiln sealing entrance were demolished one by one, Wang Hou was also muttering in his heart that the great gods blessing, don’t burn them again this time!

As his heartbeats, all the bricks at the kiln entrance were pulled open. Then the master of the kiln burning master couldn't wait to stumble in, but just one glance, he was stunned. Then, he turned his head back with shock and disbelief, looking at Wang Hou stupidly.

"How? Burned again?"

Looking at this guy's expression, Wang Hou's heart was cold and full of shock. He asked with great depression. But what made him even more angry was that this guy was really like a beating. He was stunned for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears. He was quite a big man, crying like a woman.

"Blessed by God Taiyi! I have never seen such porcelain that is as crystal clear as jade in my life! Is this really porcelain? It looks so beautiful!"

Wang Hou was almost angry. Regardless of whether this guy was a master craftsman or not, he rolled his butt away, regardless of the ash, and he stuck his head in.

This time, there were a lot of things to be cooked, including soup bowls, rice bowls, vases and plates. Not all of them were successfully fired, and several of them were fried. However, out of the twenty or five, more than ten were intact. Moreover, the glaze was as smooth as jade and extremely colorful as the bone porcelain seen in supermarkets in later generations. It was so happy that Wang Hou's back teeth were almost exposed. He personally crawled in, holding a heavy large vase of flowers and birds, and he crawled out as happily as he hugged a fat son.

Seeing that someone seemed familiar, he hurried over with his big sleeves. Wang Hou showed off his hand and handed him the white jade bone porcelain jar on his hand.

"That so-so! Look, the newly released high-quality white glaze!"

The man also took it in his arms, but he took a look, raised it, and smashed it to the ground with a squeak. There was only a crisp sound, and the high-quality white bone porcelain flower and bird vase was extremely crisp and shattered into millions of pieces.
Chapter completed!
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