The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 182 Meng Dongsheng

Dade Village is under the jurisdiction of Pingyao Town, and the location of Pingyao Town, Huangkou Town and Dafengji looks like a triangle when viewed from above. Therefore, there is a straight line distance from Xiahe Village to Dade Village, and it is not even close to Tianbao Village. There is a fork in the road. After walking for more than ten miles from this fork in the road, you will reach Dade Village.

Pomegranate came back in this direction for the first time. Fortunately, Li Rongzhong had been to his second aunt's house before. The Hejia'ao where his second aunt's house was was headed in this direction. It took a fork in the road for seven or eight miles to get there.

The second aunt is He Li, the second sister of brothers Li and Li Yishan.

After asking around all the way, we arrived safely outside Dade Village.

Shiliu heard the sound of the eldest sister beside her breathing in, and knew that she was nervous, so she couldn't help but hold her hand and said: "Sister, we are here to do business today. Later, you can peek in the car without showing up. Don’t be nervous, ah.”

Li Xiangli nodded, but how could she not be nervous? If she had known earlier, she shouldn't have listened to her second sister and followed her. After all, her mind was so hot that she couldn't bear to say that if the Meng family found out about this, eh... but I'm really embarrassed.

Then I thought again, she didn't do anything, just took a sneak peek, it didn't matter. Other people looked at her, and some sneaked in to take a peek in advance. As long as she wasn't discovered, it was fine.

Thinking like this, she became less nervous and made up her mind not to leave the carriage later.

The mule cart slowly drove into the village and met an old man carrying a load of dung. Li Rongzong immediately asked him where Meng Changchun's home was.

The old man saw that he was unfamiliar and looked for Meng Changchun's house again. He knew that he must be here to make pottery from the Meng family, so he quickly pointed in the direction and asked Li Rongzong if he knew the way there. If he didn't know, he shouted His grandson led the way.

His son was working in the Meng family's pottery kiln, and he was eager to do business with the Meng family.

Li Rongzong looked in the direction he was pointing, and could vaguely see the bright blue brick house. He nodded, thanked the old man for pointing the way, and immediately drove the mule cart forward.

Not long after, we arrived at a large green brick courtyard built against the mountain. The front of the courtyard was paved with green bricks. It looked neat and bright. Walking along the green brick road for less than half a mile, you saw a thatched shed. , there were several men in shorts sitting in the shed drinking water and wiping their sweat.

Although the weather is not so cold now, it is still far from the time when you can wear shorts, not to mention that you are still sweating. Without asking, you know that the Meng family's pottery kiln is over there.

There are rows of brick houses next to the thatched sheds, and there are busy figures in the houses. If you look forward, you can see the kiln chamber. The kiln chamber extends up and along the hillside, like a long dragon.

The Meng family's pottery kiln workshop looks really big.

The man in the shed saw the mule cart stopping in front of the door and couldn't help but raise his voice and asked: "Little brother, are you looking for someone?"

Li Rongzong immediately said: "I heard that the ceramics made by the Meng family pottery kiln are good. We came here specially to ask the Meng family to bake something. Uncle, is Mr. Meng here?"

As soon as he heard that business had come to his door, the man who asked questions quickly ran to the kiln.

After a while, a strong man about forty years old came out of the kiln, looked at the mule cart here, and strode over, "I am Meng Changchun! What do you want to burn? Let's go inside and sit down slowly. talk."

He said this to the mule cart, thinking that Li Rongzong was probably the driver, and the person looking for him to burn the kiln must be sitting in the cart.

Pomegranate couldn't help but lift the curtain and come out, smiling: "I won't go into the house anymore. Mr. Meng, do you think this thing can be fired in your pottery kiln?"

He said and handed over the drawings.

Meng Changchun was surprised to see that the person who was looking for him was a little girl, but he didn't say anything. When he took the drawing and looked at it, he was stunned, "What is this?" He worked in a pottery kiln when he was young. He has been running a pottery kiln for many years, and has fired all kinds of bowls, plates, cups, and bottles. His son Dongsheng is very energetic and often plays with making weird things by himself. He bakes bottles into square pot-bellied cups. Growing up - but the weird and weird things on the drawings have never been burned before.

"Can it be burned?" Pomegranate asked.

Meng Changchun paused and said hurriedly: "You wait first."

As he spoke, he turned around and called to the people in the shed: "Dacheng, go call Dongsheng out!"

The man named Dacheng heard the sound and got into the kiln again.

Not long after, Shiliu saw a young man wearing a short jacket walking out with his arms exposed. The young man was just like what Huang Yuan said. He really had thick eyebrows and big eyes. His skin was a little dark and a little yellow, and he looked like bronze. healthy.

As the man came closer, Pomegranate could see more clearly. The man's facial features were also very straight. Although he was dark, he looked like a sunny and handsome boy.

"Dad, what are you calling me for?" Meng Dongsheng walked over as he spoke, and then he saw a little girl standing in front of the car. She also blushed. Fortunately, she was so dark that she couldn't be seen blushing.

He tugged at his clothes uncomfortably, thinking that it was not good to dress like this in front of the girl, so he turned around and ran back. He grabbed some clothes from the shed and put them on. Then he came back and said, "Dad, this is ?”

Meng Changchun watched his son come and go, and realized that a girl was there. When he saw his son coming back with clothes on, he also smiled and handed over the drawing, "Take a look at this thing."

Meng Dongsheng took the drawing and looked at it, he was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, "What is this?"

Pomegranate could see in his expression that he was obviously excited after seeing something strange and interesting to her. She couldn't help but said to him: "I call it a water pipe. It is placed in the drainage ditch and is specially used for drainage. These straight tubes are in one tube." Just pick it up, and this kind of corner one is needed for turning. Can you burn this thing? "

"Water pipe? Drainage?" After hearing this, Meng Dongsheng became even more excited when he looked at the drawing. He could burn those plates and bowls with his eyes closed. Now he likes to burn strange things.

"Let me try!" He couldn't wait to take the drawings and go back to the kiln. "How much do you need to burn?"

Although Pomegranate heard him say to try it, she was obviously very confident, that is, she was confident that she could burn it. She was also happy at the moment. She came with the mentality of trying it, but she never thought that she would actually come to the right place.

I quickly explained to him in detail how long and thick the rods should be to burn, how many rods are needed, and how many curved pipes are needed - the workmanship does not need to be exquisite, but it must be durable, and the colors and patterns are not required. Solid colors are required. That's fine, the main thing is practicality.

After hearing this, Meng Dongsheng said: "Let me think about it first. Are you in a hurry?"

Pomegranate said: "Don't worry, can it be burned out in half a month?"

"Half a month is fine. Where are you from? Will it be delivered to your door or will you pick it up yourself?"

"Let's get it ourselves!"

Meng Dongsheng nodded, unable to stay any longer, he pinched the drawing and went back to the kiln.

Meng Changchun was left with an embarrassed smile and said: "My son loves to burn these things. He often stays in the kiln all day long. Don't worry, since he said he can burn it, he will guarantee that he can burn it for you." from!"