Chapter 108: Abundant Hair
After a sumptuous lunch, Russell went to the nearby pottery kiln and met William the Crooked Hat, a potter.
"Master Russell, the time is not up yet. Slag bricks are not easy to make, just like pottery." William the Crooked Hat knocked his pipe against the wall and pushed a young man out. "Look, I'll bring little William here and let him be responsible for the firing of slag bricks."
Little William is the son of William the Crooked Hat and the person in charge of the brick kiln that Russell has reserved.
After seeing Russell, he immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Little William greets adults."
"Very smart young man, stand up, no need to be polite." Russell raised his hand and motioned little William to stand up.
Although he was only sixteen years old, probably ten years younger than little William, he spoke in an old-fashioned tone, and no one present thought there was a problem - the aristocratic status gave Russell a higher status than everyone else.
"What stage has the slag brick been fired at now?"
"It has just been put into the kiln for pre-firing." Little William explained, "We have made about ten kinds of bricks with different materials before. The bricks have just been dried in the past few days. We will pre-fire them first, and then we will officially fire them after the pre-firing is completed."
"What is pre-firing?" Russell asked.
"Because the bricks contain water, if they are fired directly, the water will evaporate, causing pores and rough surfaces in the slag bricks, and enhancing the strength, hardness and beauty of the slag bricks." Little William said, "These are all necessary steps for firing pottery."
"I see." Russell said he understood, but soon asked back, "But the problem is that slag bricks do not need the beauty of pottery. To be honest, I don't care whether there are pores or bumps on the surface, as long as they can replace stones."
"Ah this..." Little William was suddenly a little depressed and couldn't help looking at his father.
William in the crooked hat took a puff of his pipe, laughed and said, "So Master Russell's demand is so low, then let's do this, little William, you go to open the kiln later, give up pre-firing, and send all the bricks to the kiln for direct firing."
After hearing his father's words, little William immediately responded, "Sir, is this okay?"
"Yes, your father is an old potter, listen to him." Russell smiled, he didn't need the slag bricks to be very beautiful, as long as they were strong and durable.
After all, after the house is built, a layer of mortar must be applied on the outside, and it doesn't matter what the slag bricks look like.
Because the bricks have just started to burn, there is nothing worth inspecting.
Russell quickly left the pottery kiln with two fantasy beast guards Kevin and Red Eye. He wanted to go around the town and choose a suitable place to build a brick kiln. But after thinking about it, he gave up because Red Eye was traveling with him for the first time and was a little shy.
There were too many people in the town. If Red Eye was startled, this big rat would go crazy and it would be difficult to stop him.
Even if Kevin was right next to him, it would be difficult to stop him. After all, the magic obtained by the Red Eye Rat King was bloodthirsty flash, which could flash and escape at any time.
After a while of running in, when Red Eye is no longer afraid of people, you can take Red Eye for a stroll.
A quarter of an hour later, Russell returned to the Fluorescent Castle. Charles had already brought the newly recruited beekeepers and waited in the castle early.
"Sir, this is Kenny the Bearded, an old technician in the bee farm. And he is a freeman and can go to the territory to work at any time." Charles introduced the candidate for the beekeeper.
Kenny the Bearded did have a thick beard and curly and thick hair. So much hair almost covered his face. He was slightly hunched over, and his hands on his legs were shaking slightly. He was obviously a little uneasy.
It was probably the first time he came to such a magnificent castle.
"Kenny the Bearded, how old are you?" Russell asked.
"In reply to Master Russell, I am 28 years old this year."
"Only 28?" Russell was a little surprised. At first glance, he thought that Kenny the Beard was at least 58 years old. "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to grow such a long beard? It would affect washing your face, brushing your teeth, eating and drinking, right?"
Kenny the Beard scratched the back of his head and said awkwardly, "I don't want to grow a long beard either, but, but, but the doctor in town said that I was born with abundant hair, and it would grow back quickly after shaving, and I couldn't shave it all off, and, and I have to spend money to shave, so I don't want to shave. . ”
Russell asked: “Won’t it grow longer and longer?”
Kenny, the bearded man, grabbed his beard and made a motion of mowing the grass: “If it grows too long, I will cut it off with a kitchen knife, so I don’t have to spend money on shaving.”
“Okay, let’s get back to the topic of beekeeping. How many years have you worked in the bee farm? Have you learned all the beekeeping techniques?”
“Yes, Master Russell. I have been an apprentice in the bee farm since I was twelve years old, and I have lived in the bee farm for sixteen years!” Speaking of beekeeping, Kenny, the bearded man’s embarrassment immediately disappeared, revealing a strong sense of confidence.
Then he talked endlessly about the key points of beekeeping, how to divide bees, place boxes, release, merge, harvest honey, lure queens, and how to prevent bee theft, avoid cold and heat, remove the weak and keep the strong, etc., and he spoke in a very logical and exaggerated way.
"Very good, bearded Kenny, from now on, I will appoint you as the beekeeper of the Black Snake Manor to raise bumblebees for me. Charles has already said that the salary will definitely be double what you earn at the apiary."
"I am willing to serve you, Master Russell, no no, it's my lord!" Bearded Kenny responded happily.
On the corridor on the second floor, the baron and his wife have been paying attention to the situation downstairs.
Seeing Russell's process of recruiting beekeepers, Mrs. Meryl said with a smile: "Russell has made rapid progress. He used to be an introverted and shy boy, but now he is a qualified lord who is getting better and better."
Baron Roman said: "So I have always insisted that when the children grow up, they should be allowed to go out on their own."
"You always have a point."
"This is how it is originally. Children from serf families have to work with their parents when they are a few years old, and they will be sent to be apprentices when they are ten years old. Although we are nobles, there is not much difference in the training of children. After going through hardships, we are men. The best growth.”
Mrs. Meryl rolled her eyes: "Bullshit."
"Ahem, lady, be careful, lady." Baron Roman almost choked. His wife has always been a model of a lady, and she almost never said a bad word.
"I don't care whether you are a lady or not. Russell is my son. If you don't want to help me, then I will help you and use my dowry to help you." Mrs. Meryl choked, "He sacrificed himself for a mouse fantasy beast. All the magic potions are in it, so I won’t help him with any cultivation.”
"Just a few magic potions."
"But you're not even willing to give me a few magic potions."
"When did I say no? I will tell Carter to get a batch of magic potions for Russell."
Mrs. Meryl was then satisfied, and said with a narrow smile: "Pay it out of my dowry, so as not to make the Baron feel sad."
Baron Roman: "..."
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