surnamed Wang

Chapter 13 Perfect Glass
After stuffing the last piece of orange into his mouth, His Royal Highness finally decided to do something serious.

Yesterday he had recruited more than ten craftsmen, and today he was going to officially start construction. For this reason, he specially asked the officials of Qin Tianjian to help him make a divination, saying that it was the right time to start work.

Although the official position of Qin Tianjian is not big, but in line with the purpose of trusting it, the emperor will adopt most of what Qin Tianjian said, especially when disaster stars come to the world and thieves usurp the throne. , never let one go, so everyone who meets Qin Tianjian is polite and polite.However, Wang Gingquan is not even afraid of the emperor Lao Tzu, and Qin Tianjian is no different from setting up a fortune-telling stall in his eyes, and asking them for fortune-telling is purely doing as the Romans do.

When the time came, Wang Bingquan dressed in casual clothes and came to the temporary kiln factory outside the palace.

Following Wang Gangquan's order, the kiln was ignited. Due to limited technology, there was no effective fuel, and ordinary coal burned at a maximum of four to five degrees, which was far from enough to melt the glass.So the kiln factory erected the iconic blast furnace, the temperature is enough, and then it is necessary to study the ratio of materials.

The ratio of this kind of thing is a secret everywhere. Since the raw materials required for modern glass and ancient glass are different, the original formula mastered by the craftsman does not have much reference value, so Wang Qingquan divided the craftsmen into two groups. , distribute the ingredients to them and let them experiment with different ratios.

There were thirteen craftsmen in total, and they formed a team of two, and the extra one formed a team with Wang Quanquan.

This person's surname is Gao. Due to working with the stove for a long time, his skin is black and red from the smoke.

He always thought that this young man in coarse linen was an eunuch in the palace, but even so, he didn't look down on him, on the contrary, he was a little in awe.After all, in this era when it is difficult to feed oneself, being able to work as an errand in the palace, but a first-class job, is really laughing at the poor and not laughing at the prostitute.

At first, Wang Gangquan was full of enthusiasm, thinking that with so many people experimenting at the same time, he would definitely find the most suitable ratio quickly.However, for three consecutive days, more than a dozen people tried hundreds of combinations, but they still couldn't get the effect Wang Quanquan was satisfied with. It was either too turbid or had too many bubbles, or the strength was too low. None of them caught Wang Quanquan's eyes.But for these craftsmen, many experimental products are much better than the finished products they made before, and taking out any one is definitely a treasure or even the best.

But these test products were ruthlessly thrown into the furnace by Wang Jingquan to melt them, and then poured into the molds he had prepared in advance. When the molds were cooled down and opened, they turned out to be spittoons.

In order to make this spittoon more beautiful, the opening part is specially made with garland, and the body of the altar is also decorated simply, which is much more beautiful than ordinary spittoons.

Each spittoon has a different color because it is mixed with various impurities. His behavior made all the craftsmen present sigh with regret, thinking that he was recklessly reckless.

But in the eyes of Wang Gangquan, these unqualified glasses are only suitable for making spittoons.The spittoon can be used not only for spitting, but also as a toilet. After all, many people don't want to go out to the toilet in the middle of the night, especially in winter.

Wang Gangquan is the kind of person who is used to looking back after shitting, so he believes that this kind of spittoon that can directly see the shape of poop will definitely meet the needs of some people.

On the fourth day of the experiment, Wang Gangquan had already begun to doubt his life: Did he remember wrongly?Or what part went wrong?
He slumped on a chair. He lived and ate in the kiln for the past few days, and the food was brought from the palace by Xiaochunzi. Now he looks almost like those craftsmen, his body is covered with dust, and his skin has become rotten. Red in black.

Wang Gingquan is very anxious because of the delay in research results. He has consumed a lot of materials in the past few days, and the wages of the workers have to be paid on time every day. Seeing that the gang of old people in the household department are getting more and more unhappy, if this continues, I am afraid that my father The other side couldn't stand it anymore, so Wang Bingquan called Xiaochunzi.

"Tomorrow morning, you take a spittoon to the market and find an open space to set up a stall. If someone asks the price, don't answer him if the price is less than 500 taels. Whoever bids more than 500 taels will sell it to him."

Xiaochunzi took the order, and the next day, Xiaochunzi left in the morning and came back happily before noon.

"Master, it's sold! A merchant bought it for 500 taels shortly after sitting down."

"Is it so easy to sell?"

Wang Gangquan regained his energy in an instant, and turned his head to look at the dozens of spittoons behind him. Now the funds have been secured!

From then on, a mysterious young man appeared in the capital. He went to various markets, but he only brought a glazed jar. Sometimes it was sold for 500 taels, sometimes for 800 taels, and once it was directly sold for 1000 taels.On the other hand, Wang Bingquan was counting the silver bills in the kiln, feeling very comfortable in his heart. He didn't expect that there were quite a lot of people who had the same hobby as him.

But he also understood that as the number of sales increased, the price of glazed spittoons would inevitably drop, so he asked Xiao Chunzi to ride a horse to a few distant markets to sell them. He was stunned to bring him more than 6000 taels of income, and Wang Bingxian happily rewarded Xiao Chunzi with 100 taels immediately.This time not only the cost came back, but also a small profit.

But it’s not a problem if it goes on like this. It’s too late to make perfect glass. I can’t make a living selling spittoons all day long, can I?Moreover, it is estimated that the spittoon will no longer be fresh if it continues to be sold like this, and the price will naturally drop.

On the tenth day, Wang Quanquan, who had been tired for a whole day, slumped on the chair again. Now he has completely lost the appearance of a prince, his face is unkempt, and his face is baked like an Indian Ah San. He has tried five or six hundred times, and he is no longer What hope is there, now he admires the comrade who invented the electric light very much.

Just when Wang Quanquan was in a daze, a person shook him awake and kept saying, "Yes! My lord has it!"

Wang Gangquan was shaken awake when he was about to fall asleep, and he was very impatient, "Why am I a big man?"

The talking Artisan Gao scratched his head a little embarrassedly, "I mean, my lord, we have the perfect formula."

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan stood up and rushed towards the blast furnace.At this time, a group of people surrounded the hearth, and a piece of glass was placed on the ground. Wang Gingquan hurried forward to pick up the glass, put it on a table with better lighting, wiped off the dirt on the surface, and saw that the glass was in an irregular shape. , crystal clear, without any air bubbles, neither broken nor flawed, although the color is a bit yellowish, it is almost similar to the glass in Wang Jingquan's memory.

Wang Gingquan turned left and right around the glass, grinning to the sky, and other craftsmen around were also amazed. They never expected such perfect colored glaze, as clear as water, they had never seen it in half their life.

"Old Gao, do you remember the recipe?" Wang Bingquan asked hastily.

"Remember!" Craftsman Gao nodded heavily.

Great, my kingship is about to flourish!

Wang Quanquan, who was still drowsy just now, is now very sober, watching the high craftsman remake the glass, and after an hour, another nearly perfect piece of glass was placed on the table.

That night, Wang Gangquan used plaster to make a mold overnight, and then made the first real glass. After polishing, it was even more radiant.Wang Gingquan couldn't wait, and went back to the palace in the middle of the night, because he was too much like a beggar, and was interrogated by the guards on the way, and after Xiaochunzi showed his token, he obediently let him go.

Back in his hut, Wang Gingquan took a shower first, and then changed into comfortable clothes. Due to the exhaustion of the past few days, he fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and he didn't wake up until the afternoon the next day.

After waking up, Wang Gingquan hurriedly took out the glass, and kept stroking the warm and jade-like glass, with a wretched smile on his face.That look, once again resembled the old eunuch who took back his treasure.

(End of this chapter)