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Chapter Eight Inspection of Kilns

[69 Book Bar-www.] I wandered around the streets and alleys, wanting to see the beautiful women. After walking around for a long time, I didn’t see a beautiful woman. To be more precise, I didn’t see the young woman. Later I remembered that the ladies of the big family are not running around the streets like modern women. It really wasted my "pretty talent" dress.

Looking up at the sun almost noon, I came to the place where I rented a carriage that I had just passed by. I asked the coachman to go to the restaurant where I stayed, and called the groom to enter the hotel together, ordered lunch, and I asked the groom to sit down and eat together. The groom looked very grateful. After my three persuaded him, he respectfully finished lunch with me. Then I came to the joint place that I had made an appointment with Dun Bo. After waiting for a while, Dun Bo came over to me with a big basket, and then stood there waiting for someone. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He ignored me and sat on the side drinking water... 'I understand, I was wearing modern clothes in the morning, and now I have become so handsome, he can't recognize him, hahaha,' (I started to be narcissistic again...)

I was quite speechless. Ancient people were so easy to deceive. "Brother Deng, can't you recognize me?" Uncle Deng subconsciously raised his head, and was startled~~ "Oh~ It's Mr. Yao, I can't recognize me after changing his clothes. Haha, it seems that I'm old~ I blame me! I blame me! Let's go now." After saying that, he stood up and pulled me up and left. I hurriedly grabbed Uncle Deng and pointed to the carriage beside me and said, "You won't want me to walk, get on the car." Then he pulled him up and walked into the car. Under the guidance of Uncle Deng, he walked the dirt road in the mountains for about an hour. Finally, he saw the house in front of him. Uncle Deng pointed to the smoked place not far from the window and said to me: 'It's there.'

The carriage drove into a simple door sign "Lijia Kiln" and officially entered this ancient kiln. Several kilns were smoking, and several workers were watching the fire. On the left side of the kiln were several rows of simple thatched houses, with more than 10 workers working hard to make pottery products, everything, bowls, plates, vases, water tanks, etc.

However, these styles are relatively rough. Judging from the finished products in the kiln, the craftsmanship level is quite poor. I shook my head slightly. At this time, Uncle Deng was talking to an old man over 50 years old. I walked over in three steps and two steps. Uncle Deng saw me coming to him and introduced me to me: "Manager Zhang, this is a friend of mine. He came to see your kiln. Mr. Yao, this is the manager of this kiln. You can talk first. My niece I have seen first. How are you looking for you?" "It's so hard for Uncle Deng." I gave a gift, and Uncle Deng left after returning the gift.

Manager Zhang saw that I was quite tutored, and felt that I was the young master of a big family. He bowed to me, "The young man Zhang Bingchang, modern times manages this kiln for my head Li Yuan. I wonder what happened to Mr. Yao?" I also bowed to me, "Brother Zhang has a politeness, young student Yao Bin, a master of an old man from Chu in Tianmu Mountain, knows a little about ceramics. Now I get the order of my teacher and go down the mountain to study here. I heard that there is a kiln here. I specially asked Deng Boyun to introduce it to me, and I will see you." Seeing that I said this, Zhang Bo said, "

I asked Mr. Zhang about ceramics and found that Mr. Zhang had a cup of tea before. Because he had a little bit of tea, I went to drink it, so I just raised my cup and put it down. In the mansion, I asked Mr. Zhang about ceramics and found that Mr. Zhang was quite insightful about ceramics. After asking, he realized that Mr. Zhang had a good craftsman in the past. Because of his high craftsmanship and knowledge of business, he was the director of the Li family appointed Mr. Zhang to manage the kiln. Through chatting, Mr. Zhang also discovered that I had a unique understanding of ceramics.

The two people who were very close to each other forgot that it was noon. It was not until the servants called for dinner. Uncle Zhang smiled and slapped his head, "Look, I forgot about time. I have waited for my nephew. (I saw that Uncle Zhang had some business skills, so I was shameless and forced to be his nephew. Hehe~) Let me go and have some coarse rice. There is no good food here." During the meal, I couldn't help but say, "Uncle Zhang, I have something to ask for." "Please tell me."

"Uncle Zhang was also a generous person, and directly responded to my words. I said to me, "When I saw Uncle Zhang was so straightforward, I said it directly. I came here to buy this kiln. I wonder if Uncle Zhang could recommend your head of the family on his behalf?" Uncle Zhang heard this, a hint of worry appeared on his face, adjusted his expression, and said to me, "Does the nephew really want to buy this kiln? The head of the family really mentioned that if someone came to buy it, he would send the buyer to see him on his behalf.

However, I was very involved with my nephew, so I had to tell my nephew the real situation of the kiln. In fact, this kiln is located in a remote location, low production level, and even more inconvenient transportation. The head of the family is now planning to close the kiln if no one comes to buy this place. If the young master buys it..." "It's okay, don't worry, Uncle Zhang, I know. If possible, please recommend your head of the family." Uncle Zhang said before I finished speaking, I interrupted.
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