The Path of the Peasant Girl

Chapter 69 068 Clay Pot
After the village chief left, Zuo Shi asked Lu Sheng to go to the pottery pots made in Hehua Village.

The He family in Hehua Village is a well-known porcelain-firing craftsman. Zuo Shi will burn a lot of beautiful porcelain and pottery in the home.

Because porcelain is more expensive, and she needs to use a lot, so half a month ago, she went to Hehua Village in person to talk to the He family.

In the end, she decided to use the flower pattern she gave to burn the pottery. One pottery can hold the size of a catty and two taels of peaches, a pottery three cents, and 3000 pieces at a time.

Because she did a lot of work, and the patterns she gave were novel, the He family took over the business.

Half a month ago, the deed was established, and the firing started. Now 3000 pots have been made, and they are waiting for them to pick them up.

Because there are a lot of things to do, the He family is also responsible for delivering them, but they also need to send someone to pick them up, so Lu Sheng went.

Lu Sheng came here with his family. In the afternoon, he moved the 3000 clay pots to his yard.

The people in the village gathered around.

"Miss Wen, why are you burning so many clay pots? There's a whole truckload of them."

"Yeah, this jar looks so small, it's too hard to do anything to pack saliva."

"Why don't you put so many ivory pots in your house for what?"

The villagers really couldn't think of why they needed so many towers. As they said, such a small pot can't be used to hold water, so why burn so much?
Wen explained with a smile: "These are all for Xiaoshi's use. She has the final say on how to use them."

The villagers are even more different. I didn't expect this thing to be used by the lost. Whose doll is like her, playing with so many clay pots.

This clay pot doesn't need money. Although it is small, it is worth a few pennies to make so many pots. It's too much spoiled for children and a loser.

"Miss Wen, children can't be spoiled so much. What should you do if you spoil your child so much?"

"Yes, Mrs. Wen, why do you use so many clay pots? You can't use so many to pretend to be your home."

"What do you use the clay pot for? You can eat or drink, and you can still get benefits. You have no face, and I don't know what to think. It's not good to use this money for anything. Hey! This is too much. It's outrageous."

The voices of the villagers became louder and louder, and there were more and more topics of discussion. In short, no one agreed to buy so many clay pots to play with.

Hearing this, Wen became angry, and his face gradually turned dark. These people are really nosy, and they don't worry about eating radishes. It is obvious that Zuo Shi is using this thing to do canned food business, and it is a legitimate business, but these people say it like this, Just pissed her off.

But Zuo Shi didn't let her talk about this matter, saying that it was for confidentiality, to ensure safety, to prevent these people from coveting, and to save a lot of trouble.

Now that I can't explain it even if I want to, shi Wen felt heartbroken.

Hmph, let's see who speaks ill, the most ugly, the most ugly, when the time comes, let the village chief not accept their peaches, and he will be mad at him.

Wen said: "Xiao Shi is not playing with clay pots, but to make a proper living, and everyone will know when the time comes. In addition, our family is going to collect peaches recently, and everyone goes back and picks up their own peaches and sells them to us. A penny is a pound. How much is it, let's go get busy."

As soon as Mr. Wen said this, the villagers suddenly remembered what the village chief had explained to them, and jumped up and down the mountain one by one, for fear that others would take the lead and sell the peaches to Mrs. Wen's house.

At that time, when Wen's harvest is too much, they will not want their peaches. Where will they cry then?

The villagers walked up the mountain one by one, with their backs on their backs, pushing the wheelbarrows, and the whole family, young and old, went into battle and climbed the mountain to pick peaches.

"Sister-in-law Tian, ​​do you know what the Wen Ningzi's family is going to do recently? Talking about so many peaches? Did she tell you anything?" Mrs. Lai approached Mrs. Tian and asked in a low voice.

To be honest, he felt a little drum in his heart, afraid that these peaches could not be sold again, and he wasted his efforts.

But don't dismantle it, and I'm afraid of being taken advantage of by others.

Mrs. Lai was very entangled, thinking that Mrs. Tian and Mrs. Wen might have some inside information, so she ran over to inquire about it, to see if it was worth doing and whether it was reliable.

Where does Mr. Tian have any inside information? Besides, she is not familiar with Mrs. Lai, so she dislikes Mr. Lai, and even if she knew about it, she didn't want to tell her.

But who is Lai Shi? When it rains in the sky, she will drop a few drops and put it in the pot to boil.

Mrs. Tian couldn't be bothered by her, so she replied with a sad face: "Aunt Lai, I really don't know. But Mrs. Wen has always depended on her work and won't lie. If we all put peaches in his house, he will If you don't buy it, everyone's spittle will drown him, so you don't have to worry, just pick peaches."

Hearing this, he was very satisfied. Yes, what was she worried about? So many people came to the mountain to pick peaches. If the Wen family dared not to have their peaches, everyone would be able to peel off her skin with a single sentence.

So Mrs Lai ran to pick peaches, shouting while picking: "Everyone, pick peaches quickly, keep your hands and feet quick, and don't leave any leftovers. Madam Wen said how much you want, so please don't be polite. , I must leave none of them, pick all the peaches and send them to his house."

When everyone heard Lai's words, their eyes widened in surprise, thinking that she had taken the wrong medicine today.

But in any case, the movements in everyone's hands are very elegant, and no one has the time to speculate what Lai's meaning is and what kind of bad idea he has.

One by one, they all worked hard, climbed up the peach tree, and dropped the peaches on it.

Some peach trees are relatively large, and some people even climb the trees and hit them with bamboo poles.

I heard someone below shouting: "Be careful, don't knock down the peaches and smash them. They say that the peaches you harvest can't be damaged, and the ones that are bad should not be damaged."

The man on the tree paused, climbed down from the tree again, hung a small cloth bag on the bamboo pole, pointed the cloth bag at the peaches, and picked the peaches one by one.

"I've already picked one basket. I'll pick two more baskets to pick Yangmei from this mountain. We can go home later."

"Okay, head of the house, come and drink some water. Do you think we should stay on the mountain? Will anyone come to steal peaches in the middle of the night?"

The action in the man's hand paused, and he hesitated: "No need, isn't it just a few peaches? Every household has them, so what to steal?"

The woman shook her head: "That's not necessarily true. In the past, peaches couldn't be sold for money, and everyone didn't care about them. Now it's different. A pound of peaches is worth a penny, who doesn't want it?"

(End of this chapter)