"Uncle and aunt, we're back." Guo Du took Luoluo, followed by the people of Zhulin Village with big bags and small bags, and returned home.

"Uncle Feng, Uncle Nan...... You're coming. Zhao Yuan looked at the people in Zhulin Village saying hello, and couldn't help but smile when he looked at the bags everyone was carrying.

"Why did it take so long to come back, what are you doing with this big bag?" Li Zheng Huang Guzhong asked.

"Dad, Zhao Yuan's brother's shop sells things very cheaply, and what activities are you still doing, it's a lot cheaper, so we bought so many things." Huang Xu looked at Zhao Yuan and said with some embarrassment.

"How can you take advantage of Zhao Yuan!" Hearing his son's words, Huang Guzhong immediately felt that everyone had taken advantage of Zhao Yuan.

"How come, Uncle San, everyone can go to my store to buy things, it's too late for me to be happy." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Lunch is ready, let's eat." Meng Ying greeted everyone and said.

"Auntie, have you ever made demon taro tofu?" Luoluo asked.

"It's done, it's delicious." Meng Ying nodded and said with a smile.

The new dish konjac tofu is particularly popular, but there are two boys Zhao Yuan who saw that they had skin problems, it should be ringworm, so he didn't let them eat it, after all, konjac tofu is a kind of hair thing, and people with skin diseases will aggravate their condition if they eat it.

"It turns out that the demon taro tofu is so delicious, but it's a pity that all the idle land in the vegetable field has been shoveled." Huang Guzhong said.

"This thing is good, don't put your teeth on it." The yellow stonemason held a konjac and nodded and said.

"Uncle, I still want to eat, you can help me clip some." Luoluo looked at the plate in front of him that had been eaten up, and said to Zhao Yuan.

"Okay, I can only eat so much more." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

After lunch, the people of Zhulin Village helped Zhao Yuan to dispose of the bamboo shoots, and Zhao Yuan settled the money for the stone mill with the Huang Shimason, and even the money for the big stone mill that was not done was settled. Then the group from Zhulin Village laughed and went home.

"There are not enough jars, all the spring bamboo shoots are made into dried bamboo shoots, but fortunately, there are enough drying mats at home." Looking at a large bamboo mat in the open space in front of the house, Zhao Yuan felt very spectacular.

"The sour bamboo shoots are delicious, I don't know if the bamboo shoots are delicious when they are dried and sunburned." Luoluo said expectantly.

"It's delicious, let's go, let's go to the market, and go buy some jars and jars by the way." There was nothing to do in the afternoon, Zhao Yuan proposed.

"I just came back from the market and I'm going to go again." Luoluo said with a frown.

"We go with donkey carts, we don't have to walk." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"Alright then, I've eaten too much." Luoluo rubbed her stomach a little uncomfortably and said.

Came to the bazaar, walked around the store, and saw that the business was okay, Zhao Yuan didn't stay long, and walked directly towards the Li family's shop.

"Boss Zhao is free to come to me?" Seeing Zhao Yuan and his party coming, Li Yun's father, who was taking stock of the goods, said.

"Isn't this something to ask Boss Li for help?" Zhao Yuan arched his hand and said with a smile.

"What's the matter, Boss Zhao just said." Father Li said with a smile.

"I need to buy some big jars, and I also need to order a batch of small clay pots, does Boss Li have the goods here?" Zhao Yuan asked.

"Boss Zhao also said that he wanted to help, it turned out that he came to take care of my business." Father Li said with a smile, "All the shapes are in the store, if Boss Zhao wants to customize, as long as the amount needed is large, we can also help customize it." Father Li said.

"I don't need a big jar, just the one in Boss Li's store, what price, I want ten." Zhao Yuan pointed to the big jar on the edge of the Li family's shop and said.

"No problem, I will definitely give Boss Zhao the cheapest price, so what about the small clay pot that Boss Zhao needs, how much do you need?" Father Li's eyes lit up and he asked.

The sales of pottery are not very good, and some pots, pottery bowls and other things will be passed down for several generations, so in addition to marriage, these things are not so easy to sell.

"It's about this size, what price can Boss Li give?" Zhao Yuan asked, pointing to a small clay pot about the size of two fists.

"This one is cheap, two copper coins a piece."

"If I want a large amount, what price can Boss Li give?"

"How much does Boss Zhao want?"

"At least three thousand, and probably more later." Zhao Yuan thought for a while and said.

This kind of small clay pot will not be broken when you buy it back and put it away, except for the canned bamboo shoots you want to make, the rest can also be made into others.

"Three thousand, so many, Boss Zhao, you know that the craftsmanship required to make this small clay pot is relatively high, and the things that are easy to make cannot be used, so I can only give you a price of one penny and six at most." Father Li said after thinking about it.

In this era when there is no industrial base, it does not mean that the price of mass custom-made things will be cheaper, but that the quantity required is large, and the price may be higher.

"One article six, there is no problem, but the clay pot needs to be printed with the mark of my Zhao family, and I will ask the shopkeeper of my supermarket to find Boss Li." Zhao Yuan nodded and said.

"It's all a trivial matter, it's what a jar looks like, and it can also be customized according to Boss Zhao's requirements." Father Li said with a smile.

"Okay, the style of this jar really has to be designed, Boss Li, you have to guarantee that the jar I designed will be sold to my Zhao family." Zhao Yuan thought about it, and in order to prevent others from imitating the canned food he made in the future, he first designed a line of defense.

"As long as it is the style of the jar designed by Boss Zhao, I guarantee that the clay pots produced will only be sold to your family." Father Li said with a smile.

"Okay, I want ten big jars, and I have to trouble Boss Li to help me send them home, the style of the small clay pot, I have to go back and think about it." Zhao Yuan said with a smile.

"These are all trivial matters, do you want Boss Zhao and Mrs. Zhao to sit at home?" Father Li asked.

"Don't bother today, there is still something to do, Boss Li, I also sell some cups, bowls and other things in my shop, you can go and see which ones you can provide here, as long as the price is advantageous to us from the county seat, we can get the goods from you." Zhao Yuan thought for a while and said.

"Okay, thank you Boss Zhao first." Father Li said with a smile.

"No thanks, it's all mutually beneficial." Zhao Yuan also said with a smile.

"The dog also said that he had time to play with Boss Zhao, but unfortunately he went to the academy today." Father Li said.

"Brother Li can play with me at any time when he is free, but maybe I will go to Danling in the near future." Zhao Yuan nodded and said.

When their store opened, the Li family gave a precious Pixiu ornament, which is now placed in a corner of the store's cash register.

"I'll tell the dog, and when Boss Zhao is free, come and come to disturb him." Hearing Zhao Yuan's words, Father Li said happily.

During this time, some of the merchants in the market were quite nervous, and the matter of collecting donations had slowly spread, and it was said that some places had begun to implement it, and it seemed that it was a matter of time before the gray plain town was here.

"Brother Li is welcome at any time, Boss Li, I will leave first." Zhao Yuan smiled and walked out of the Li family's store with the group.