Peasant girl who traveled through time: I brought an earth with me

Elder Ge was shocked when he heard this, it was her master again!
That being the case, he wanted to see what this 'pocket watch' was and what it did.

"You can use it to know the exact time of day!"

"Open the lid and the rotating hands will show the time."

Zhong Chuchu carefully explained the hours corresponding to the twelve directions, and also taught him how to read the pocket watch.

After a cup of tea, Mr. Ge finally understood this pocket watch.

The shock in his heart was beyond words.

"You said, your master brought it back overseas?"

"Yeah." Zhong Chuchu responded.

"I only face the Black Sea once, and the Black Sea is endless. No one has ever been able to cross this sea."

"I only knew that we were already strong compared to our neighboring countries. I didn't expect that there was such a powerful country on the far side of the Black Sea! After all, I was short-sighted!"

After Mr. Ge finished speaking, he sighed.

Zhong Chuchu didn't know that this old man was so concerned about political affairs. If he had known about it, he would have made up other reasons.

After coming out of the academy, Dabao took her to the gate.

He met her gaze with a smile on his face. When she turned the corner, the little guy raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes.

He didn't cry, his eyes must be sweating!
Zhong Chuchu had been gone for a long time, and Mr. Ge finally remembered that he had forgotten to remind them to send the apprenticeship invitation.

The Zhong Family Courtyard.

Usually at this time, Dabao has already taken Xiaobao to feed the chickens and play with them.

Today it seems particularly quiet.

When Xiaobao woke up in the morning, he found that his brother and mother were no longer there, and he cried a lot.

Zhao Mei comforted the little guy for a long time before he was tired of crying and fell asleep.

Zhong Chuchu sat beside the bed and watched over him.

Xiaobao is young and has never been separated from his brother since he was a child, even though he had agreed with him yesterday that his brother would go to school today.

It was still unacceptable for a while.

Three days later, Zhong Chuchu went to Hao Yong's blacksmith shop to get a small stove.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the shop, Hao Yong kept talking to her about the things he encountered during the production process.

"Ms. Zhong, you don't know, this little stove is so practical."

"As soon as I made this one yesterday, my dad fell in love with it."

"He said that if you could put an iron plate on the stove and the same size as the stove mouth, you could quickly heat meals and warm wine on weekdays!"

As he spoke, he gestured with excitement on his face.

"Well, this is a good idea, but if you want to warm the wine, you can actually do it more delicately."

"Make it smaller, put no firewood in it, and put a few pieces of charcoal in it."

"It's best to put it on the table, not only to warm the wine, but also to put the dishes on it to keep it warm."

Zhong Chuchu followed his words and said.

After hearing what she said, Hao Yong's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Yes! It can still be like this!"

He already had a preliminary model in his mind, and he couldn't wait to get started.

But he hasn’t said anything yet about what his father told him.

"Ms. Zhong, I want to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter?" Zhong Chuchu asked.

"I want to sell stoves like yours in my shop in the future." Hao Yong said immediately:

"Don't worry, I will pay you some money, just like buying the method of making your stove."

"And for this stove, I will return the deposit to you, and you don't have to pay the rest."

"what do you think?"

Zhong Chuchu didn't expect this to happen.The stove itself only describes the appearance. Strictly speaking, there is not even a drawing.

Can you actually receive a sum of money?What a surprise.

Hao Yong is really a good person.

I'm afraid if it were anyone else, they wouldn't even mention this matter.

After all, this stove is easy to make and not difficult to copy.

In every era, there is no shortage of such principled people.

Hao Yong can be counted as one.

I voted for peach and reported it to Qiong Yao.

"Master Hao, the stove is simple to make and easy to copy. Why do you need my permission?"

Hao Yong said solemnly: "Mrs. Zhong doesn't know something. In our blacksmith profession, our ancestors have left behind rules."

"As long as you accept the order provided by the customer, you will be deemed to have purchased the drawing."

"The method of making this thing will be passed on to the apprentice in the future, so the customer must be given a sum of money."

Zhong Chuchu nodded, it turned out that there was something like this.

"But aren't you afraid that as soon as you sell this stove, it will be copied by others?"

Hao Yong smiled and shook his head: "Don't worry about this. We have rules in this business. I will be the first to sell it in Qingyan Town. No one will imitate it. If I really want to imitate it, I will sell it to other places."

Is this the ancient version of regional protection policy?
WCNB!
"That's right, that's right! You follow the rules well!"

Hao Yong nodded, "There are rules in every industry!"

"Well, in that case, I have another thing in mind. Can you see if you can make it?"

Zhong Chuchu thought of the copper pot used to cook mutton.

That's a classic!
"Oh? Mrs. Zhong, please tell me." Hao Yong was very interested.

Zhong Chuchu thought for a while and didn't know how to describe it.

"Do you have a pen here? Forget it, do you have charcoal?"

Hao Yong picked up a piece of charcoal next to the stove and handed it to her.

Zhong Chuchu lifted up her skirt, found a smooth and clean place, squatted on the ground, and began to draw the shape of the copper pot, and then marked each part.

She drew it very carefully, and soon a clear pattern appeared on the ground.

"This is this?" Hao Yong looked left and right, feeling that this thing was very strange.

A round pot has a small cylinder in the middle.

Zhong Chuchu stood up and patted the dust on her skirt.

"This is a pot used to cook meat, preferably mutton! This pot is a perfect match for mutton."

Hao Yong was puzzled, "Is this also for use on the stove?"

"No!" Zhong Chuchu smiled and continued:
"The pillar in the middle of this pot is the smoke vent. The bottom of the pot is empty. Fill it with charcoal. Add water to the pot. When the water boils, add the meat slices and eat them while they are boiling!"

"Is there any other way to eat it like this?" Hao Yong admired her very much.

Why does Mrs. Zhong have so many weird things in her mind?

"Not only is it available, but it's also delicious!" Zhong Chuchu looked yearning.

"This pot can be sold not only to individuals, but also to restaurants! I think the restaurant owner will be very interested."

Hao Yong was convinced: "Okay, how much do you want for this pot?"

Zhong Chuchu smiled, "You don't need to pay me, just give me one-tenth of every bite of this pot you sell!"

Hao Yong is thinking about the feasibility.

"Think about it, this is actually good for you!" Zhong Chuchu added to the fire.

"If it doesn't sell, you get the recipe for making this pot for free. If it sells well, you eat the meat and I drink the soup, and you still make the bulk of the profit."

"That's called risk sharing."

(End of this chapter)