Chapter 91: Solve the Problem

"You are so careless that you are so lucky. You don't care about Miss Zheng." Chen Wang did not answer the question directly, but instead criticized him.

Chen Wanrong was a little dissatisfied and thought to himself that I didn't care about her, who would care about her? But he couldn't say this. Zheng Qing glanced at Chen Wanrong, lowered her head, and tucked her hands together, and she was a little blue and shy.

Chen Wangshi also found out that he had a grammatical disease and quickly changed the topic and said, "Wanrong, mother asked you, did Zhang Guest Gao and Zhang Guest Ma tell you yesterday that you would like to prepare the alcohol packaging?"

"Yes!" Chen Wanrong looked at Zheng Qing. She should have told Chen Wangshi that this matter was known to her.

Chen Wang then criticized him again: "You are really a person. If you have any questions, ask Miss Zheng. She is not an outsider. Can't you ask her more? Miss Zheng knows that you are in trouble and has done it for you. Look at whether it is suitable or not."

Yesterday I was in trouble for this packaging. With the lessons of soap, Chen Wanrong's alcohol packaging in his mind was not a font written by the master of the Yinzifang. At least he had to catch up with Wu Jing's work. Even if there was a gap, it should not be too big. He thought it was a worry.

Zheng Qing read a lot and was knowledgeable, but the difference in this font compared to Wu Jing was relatively large. Chen Wanrong thought of her yesterday, but because of this, he didn't mention it with her.

After hearing what Chen Wang said, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at Zheng Qing and asked, "Qing, have you really done it?"

"What's the real thing? Isn't it done?" Chen Wang's family replied on behalf of Zheng Qing, touching his elbow and saying, "Miss Zheng, take it out and show Wanrong."

Chen Wangshi's words "She is not an outsider" made Zheng Qing's neck red. Although this is a fait accompli, it is very shameful to say it from Chen Wangshi's mouth.

Zheng Qing raised her head when she heard this, took out a paper tube from her arms, and handed it to Chen Wanrong and said, "Brother Chen, look, is it suitable for use? If it is not suitable for use, I will change it now."

Chen Wanrong held it in his hand, and there was still warmth on the paper roll, which was her body temperature. Yiren prepared everything to her head, and anyone would feel very considerate. Chen Wanrong was no exception, with a warmth. He hurriedly opened it and opened his eyes immediately, and praised: "Good words! Qing, your words have grown a lot!"

Now this font is more powerful, more beautiful than her previous fonts, and more reasonable in structure. In general, it is a step further. There is still a gap compared to Wu Jing's characters, but this gap has been greatly narrowed.

"Wanrong, do you know? Miss Zheng stayed up for this word for a long time and wrote it over and over again. Look at you, you didn't even say anything in a vocal way." Chen Wang scolded Chen Wanrong.

No wonder she was so tired today. It turned out that she was because of staying up late. Chen Wanrong was grateful to Yiren from the bottom of her heart. If it weren't for Chen Wang's presence, she would have hugged Yiren and kept warm.

"Qing, thank you, thank you!" Chen Wanrong thanked repeatedly, saying, "The characters are written better, and the colors are well decorated. The instructions are even better than I thought. The words are polished, and they are all first-class. Just use it!"

As Chen Wanrong said, the packaging is designed very well and definitely meets Chen Wanrong's requirements. The only drawback is that the font is a bit elegant, which makes people know at a glance that it is made by a woman. This is the characteristic of a woman's font. No one can change it and can't afford to ask for it.

Such good words will not only not feel contempt when people see them, but will also add a little bit of praise. How many people can a woman write the words to this level?

Zheng Qing was worried that it would not be in line with Chen Wanrong's wishes, but she didn't expect Chen Wanrong to praise her so much. She was happy in her eyebrows and said with a smile: "Brother Chen is too much. I'm just sharpening my gun at the last minute. It's too hasty. Please don't laugh at me."

He was able to practice sharpening his guns until now, and he worked very hard. Chen Wanrong couldn't help but hold Zheng Qing back and said, "Qing, I really don't know what to say."

The experienced man from Chen Wang's family hurriedly left the house, leaving Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing in love between the stove.

Let Chen Wanrong hold his hand, Zheng Qing smiled even more: "Brother Chen, I have thought about it. The packaging of this alcohol must be made of porcelain. There must be threads on the opening. After tightening it, it will be sealed with yellow wax."

Chen Wanrong thought so too. The two of them thought of going together. Chen Wanrong looked at the utensils she designed and admired them very much: "Qing, you are by your side, so you will be much more worry-free. If you are tired, go back to rest, and I'll take you back."

"Not tired!" Zheng Qing was still so cute and cute. She turned her head and said happily: "Why am I tired when I do things for Brother Chen? Brother Chen, just burn this porcelain to hold a pound of alcohol. However, you must pay attention to the size of the paper when printing it. You must be worthy of both."

He was so thoughtful that he hadn't even let go of such details. What else could Chen Wanrong say? He hugged her slender waist, scented her face, and said, "Reward you!"

Zheng Qing blushed and patted Chen Wanrong on the shoulder: "It's necrotic!"

"You rest, I'll go do this. I happened to have something to ask Manager Yuan, and I'll do the two things together." Chen Wanrong looked at Zheng Qing, his eyes flashed, and his slender eyelashes blinked, and his charming.

Zheng Qing raised her pretty face and said, "No! I want to go with you."

Chen Wanrong couldn't resist her and had to say, "Success. Let's go now." The two left the kitchen, and Chen Wang was busy with lunch in the yard and said to Chen Wanrong: "Wanrong, take good care of Miss Zheng, don't be careless anymore."

Yiren was so tired for her own business. Chen Wanrong was really dereliction of duty. Even if she didn't say it, she would pay more attention and smiled and said, "Mom, I understand. Mom, let's go out for a while."

Chen Wangshi looked at Zheng Qing, and his heart was on Chen Wanrong. When Chen Wanrong looked at Chen Wanrong, his face was full of joy. The relationship between the two became stronger and stronger, and they were extremely happy. They said with a smile: "Go early and come back early. Take good care of Miss Zheng!"

Chen Wanrong responded and left home with Zheng Qing.

This was the first time since the two met, they had been walking in the city. Zheng Qing was both happy and a little shy, and snuggled up to Chen Wanrong. When she came to the printing shop, Chen Wanrong handed over the wrapping paper designed by Zheng Qing. The shopkeeper praised several good words in succession. Chen Wanrong flashed at Zheng Qing. Zheng Qing was very happy, pursing her lips, and smiling all over her pretty face.

Chen Wanrongte's words of conversation should be better printed on the printing shop, and more importantly, it is necessary to ensure the charm of Zheng Qing's fonts, and the shopkeeper patted his chest to ensure that.

I can understand this without saying it, that is, Chen Wanrong admires this work very much, so Zheng Qing was naturally happy. Even when he arrived at Yuanji Kiln, he was still immersed in joy.

Chen Wanrong has been here many times, and the fun is still there, and today is no exception. The carriages that come to pick up the goods are lined up in a long queue. The guys in the yard are busy loading the carts, with sweat hanging on their foreheads, as crystal clear as pearls.

In the past, when Chen Wanrong arrived, he always saw Yuan Tiancheng busy calling customers, but today was an exception and he did not see Yuan Tiancheng. After asking, the guy said that Yuan Tiancheng was busy.

"Brother, what are the shopkeeper Yuan busy with?" Chen Wanrong asked casually, but he could answer, but he didn't answer.

The guy was happy to answer and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Chen doesn't know that the boss is making a wine jar."

There are too many wine jars made here, which is very common. Chen Wanrong doesn’t care about them. He said politely: “Shopkeeper Yuan is really busy. He has to do it by himself when making wine jars.”

"Hey, Shopkeeper Chen, you don't know. The owner's wine tank is a bit different from the usual wine tank. In the past, the wine tank could be as long as it could be filled with wine, but this wine tank is not good. I don't know who had nothing to do after eating. He insisted that the shopkeeper make the wine tank straight, and it can no longer be as narrow as before." The guy didn't care, and finally said: "It's really that you can have nothing to do after eating. The wine tank can be filled with wine. What's the point of doing these fake things?"

Needless to think, I knew that this was the wine jar that Chen Wanrong wanted. Yesterday, Xiao Zhizhong asked him to come and order a few, and use them for measurement. Unexpectedly, he was despised by this guy. Zheng Qing had already laughed, covering her mouth and laughed non-stop.

Chen Wanrong said seriously: "Brother, you don't understand some things, don't talk nonsense."

The guy was not convinced and said, "Do you know this wine jar? Everyone knows that straight ones can hold wine, slanted ones can hold wine, and those that are empty."

Zheng Qing defended Chen Wanrong and his pretty face sank: "If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Be careful, I'll tell Manager Yuan!"

She smiled on weekdays, but once she was sunk, she really had a bit of horrifying momentum. The guy was so scared that he shrank his tongue and didn't dare to speak anymore. He walked in his head to lead the way.

When he arrived at the place where Yuan Tiancheng was busy, he saw Yuan Tiancheng looking at the body of the wine jar, looking around, and looking very seriously. Chen Wanrong stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "I have met Manager Yuan."

"It's Storekeeper Chen, and Jin Feng blows you?" Yuan Tiancheng was wrapped in mud and hedged Chen Wanrong with a very embarrassed look: "I'm so embarrassed, I'm sorry, Shop Chen."

Chen Wanrong said repeatedly that he didn't dare. Yuan Tiancheng and Zheng Qing had seen Li before pointing at the body of the wine jar and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, you are here just in time. I made this wine jar in the style that Master Xiao said. Do you think it suits your wishes?"

The guy then realized that he was saying bad things about Chen Wanrong in front of Chen Wanrong, and he kept shrinking his tongue, accusing him of the crime, and quickly slipped away.

Chen Wanrong saw that the carcass was well made, with smooth inner walls and straight lines, and said, "No, Shopkeeper Yuan, you really have yours, you're so straight."

Yuan Tiancheng said with great relief: "I thought it was not in line with your wishes. It was so good, so good!"

There is a range for medical alcohol, as long as it is within the range, the requirements are not so accurate. I imagine that it must be when Xiao Zhizhong came to order it, so I specially ordered it to be straightforward, otherwise Yuan Tiancheng would not have taken it so seriously.

It was a bit too much. Chen Wanrong thought about it and was a little funny and said, "Shopkeeper Yuan, I'm here to find you today. I want to ask you for help if I have something to do. I have to make some things."

"Shopkeeper Chen, let's talk in the house, talk in the house." Yuan Tiancheng hurriedly invited Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing to the house, sued him, and went to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Yuan Tiancheng turned around and served tea to Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing, and kept apologizing: "Shopkeeper Chen and Miss Zheng arrived. I did not welcome him. I was so rude. It is a sin. Please forgive me."

Chen Wanrong shook his hand to stop him from apologizing: "Shopkeeper Yuan is so serious, we are so abrupt. I have a painting here, so please check it out." He took out the porcelain painted by Zheng Qing and placed it in front of Yuan Tiancheng.

Yuan Tiancheng glanced at it and praised: "Good painting! The lines are smooth, powerful, and the colors are even better. However, it is a pity to use such excellent painting skills to draw wine utensils."

Zheng Qing was not only busy designing packaging last night, but also specially designed porcelain for alcohol. This appearance is different from an ordinary wine bowl, taller and more beautiful.

Chen Wanrong praised this praise from the bottom of his heart, and flashed his eyes to Zheng Qing and expressed his praise. Zheng Qing pursed her lips and her eyes flashed, which was an answer.

"This should be done by a woman." Yuan Tiancheng said in a word. Seeing Chen Wanrong and his two eyes spread, he immediately understood and changed the topic: "Please rest assured by Storekeeper Chen, I will definitely cook it to satisfy you. How much do you want?"

Chen Wanrong stretched out a finger and said, "Come one thousand first."

Yuan Tiancheng was startled and said, "So much? It's fine, it'll be fine in a few days."

"Thank you, there is no hurry. It doesn't matter if you make it a few days later. You don't have to give it all at once, just give it three or four hundred at a time." Chen Wanrong estimated that giving it all at once may not necessarily be used up. It should be enough to make three or four kilograms of alcohol first.

Every time Chen Wanrong comes, he thinks about Yuan Tiancheng. Yuan Tiancheng is very grateful and said, "Thank you, Shopkeeper Chen."

"How to calculate this money? Shopkeeper Yuan will give you a price." Chen Wanrong used to make things here, but because Yuan Tiancheng accidentally learned threads, he didn't even need money. This time he made too much, so he had to pay.

Yuan Tiancheng kept shaking his hands: "Shopkeeper Chen, aren't you breaking me? You know, just like threads, I will increase my net income by 30%. This is thanks to you. How can I ask for your money? As usual, I will not charge money or not."

Chen Wanrong received his kindness so much that he felt a little embarrassed and explained: "I appreciate the kindness of Manager Yuan. But, this time I have to make a lot of things. If you don't charge money, I will be embarrassed. Let me tell you the truth, this thing will cost more, thousands, tens of thousands, or even more in the future. You are opening the door to do business. If you don't pay for so many things, how can it be done?"

The tone was very firm. Yuan Tiancheng had to think about it carefully. He touched his beard for a while and said, "Since that's the case, I'll see you very much. Please don't laugh at the shopkeeper Chen. In this way, I'll give you all your things. How about this?"

This is not bad. He not only inherited his love, but also brought it to business, and the best of both worlds. Chen Wanrong thought for a while and said, "Okay. But Manager Yuan is at a loss."

"You are polite to Manager Chen, I am actually the one who benefits." Yuan Tiancheng couldn't help but feel happy when he remembered that the increase in the income due to the thread was much greater than the money given to Chen Wanrong.

The price has been negotiated, and Chen Wanrong has entered the most important thing and said, "Shopkeeper Yuan, I have something else to ask you to help me do it."

"Just as long as the order is given by the shopkeeper Chen, I will do my best." Yuan Tiancheng agreed without any wits.

Chen Wanrong stood up and said, "I have to worry about the shopkeeper Yuan, I need a ingot of ink."

Yuan Tiancheng had seen Chen Wanrong use ink to paint instead of brushes, and he didn't think it was surprising that he handed over a ingot of ink and was busy spreading the paper: "Shopkeeper Chen, please."

Chen Wanrong thought for a moment and drew it on paper. This thing is very simple, and it was drawn in just a few strokes.

Zheng Qing and Yuan Tiancheng blinked their eyes and looked at the painting, then looked at Chen Wanrong, and were puzzled. Zheng Qing couldn't help asking, "Brother Chen, what is this? It looks like a cup, but not like it. It is said that it is not a cup, but it can hold things."

This sentence came to Yuan Tiancheng's heart, nodding and echoing: "Yes! Miss Zheng is what I want to say."

Chen Wanrong explained to them: "This is not a cup, but a crucible. It can be used to hold things, but I am not used as a container, but as a tool." Knowing that Zheng Qing would ask, he took the lead in saying: "You have to use a crucible when making glass."

Zheng Qing suddenly realized and nodded. Yuan Tiancheng didn't know what glass was, but he was so worldly and knew that this must be Chen Wanrong's secret, so he chose not to ask.

Chen Wanrong asked, "Shopkeeper Yuan, please do two according to this style. It should be larger and can hold a hundred pounds of things. Another point is that this crucible must be refractory."

The porcelain things themselves are fire-resistant. Yuan Tiancheng didn't even think about it and patted his chest and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, don't worry, you can guarantee that they will not burn."

He was full of confidence, but what Chen Wanrong said suddenly hit his confidence. Chen Wanrong said: "Shopkeeper Yuan, I can trust your skills. The only thing I worry about is this fire resistance problem. If I burn it, it will be hotter than if you burn the kiln, and it will be much hotter than if you burn the kiln. It is almost two so hot." The ancients did not have the saying of temperature, so they could only use the word "hot".
Chapter completed!