Deng Dawa came over with some excitement, he observed the behavior of the chief in the past few days, he is a good person, at least for the people, he has never seen the chief bullying the people, on the contrary, let the people do things, and is very generous.

Yesterday, the neighbor came back from Liu Zhenzi and bragged in front of Deng Dawa about the process of eating a banquet in Liu Zhenzhong, he could sit in the same place, eat the same thing as the chief, and let go of his belly to eat.

On that day, the volunteers recruited manpower, and there happened to be a big bowl at a critical juncture, and it was really impossible to leave, otherwise the dozens of fired bowls would be wasted, as for why not let the son pass, because the son had to fight and couldn't leave.

In the morning, there is a legend among the people of Zhangjia Village that in the afternoon, the chief will give the people who go to Liu Town to help with the work of silver, which is enough for one or two silver.

If he had gone to do things at the beginning, the father and son would have had a hundred catties of grain, and they could also receive two taels of silver afterwards, which was much more valuable than the big bowl he had fired, and how much was the dozens of broken bowls worth! If you sell it all, you can earn up to 200 yuan.

Between choosing watermelon and sesame seeds, Deng Dawa chose sesame seeds, and I don't know how much I regret it.

Knowing that his son said that Master Zhang Youde was looking for him, Deng Dawa came out to receive him with a little spirit, but he didn't expect him to speak directly, saying that the chief had something to do with him.

Deng Dawa was happy for the first time, as if he had eaten molasses, the chief looked for him, there must be a good thing, if it was a bad thing, it was not Master Zhang who came over in person, it was already those military masters with spears who came to the door, so I thought about it that the chief master had something good to find him, of course he was happy, and then followed Master Zhang to Zhang's mansion.

Zhang Youde arched his hand and said, "Chief, this is the kiln farmer of Zhangjia Village, Deng Dawa, who was busy in advance, and said goodbye first." ”

Zijian waved his hand, "Hmm! Mr. Zhang is busy beforehand. ”

Waiting for Zhang Youde to leave, Zijian looked at this Deng Dawa again, and he didn't bother to say anything about his clothes and appearance, which was not much different from ordinary people, but he looked older.

Zijian: "Little peach, tea." ”

Xiao Tao quickly came in with two cups of new tea, Zijian, "This Master Deng, please take a seat." ”

Zijian has something to find someone to help, of course he is polite, as for what kind of courtesy is not a corporal, to hell, anyway, this is Zijian's way of receiving guests, there are guests at home, don't you invite someone to have a cup of tea.

Deng Dawa saw that the chief really invited him to sit, and he didn't mean anything else, so he sat down in awe, although Zijian was very polite, but he still retained the respect of his subordinates for the superior in his bones.

Zijian is not a superior person in the Ming Dynasty, but at this moment, Zijian is the master who Deng Dawa can't afford to offend, so he maintains a respectful attitude.

Deng Dawa had such a respectful attitude, Zijian said that it didn't matter, anyway, he was already very polite, and there was no problem in treating people and picking up customers, Deng Dawa was his business.

Zijian opened his mouth and said, "I invited Master Deng to come over this time, I want to find you to burn the clay pot, that's what it looks like, you can see if you can fire it." ”

didn't say anything politely, Zijian said his intention directly, and at the same time pushed a piece of white paper with the shape of a crockpot to Deng Dawa. The shape of the clay pot is that it is round as a whole, with a slightly smaller bottom and a larger middle, and a narrow opening that is half a meter high. The crockpot needs to be equipped with a lid for easy sealing.

This is the crockpot that Zijian wants to make, which is used to make canned food.

The fish has been caught, the grease problem is about to be solved, and the canned food is solved.

Deng Dawa took the white paper to look at the pattern above, very clear left view, Deng Dawa admired the person who drew the picture, such a good drawing, he could see at a glance what the crockpot that the chief wanted looked like, as for the height of the mark, (50cm) is how high, Deng Dawa did not understand.

"Lord Chief, how high is this, the villain doesn't know the reason."

Well, Zijian was negligent, and he hoped that Deng Dawa, who had not learned to write well-known numbers, would be impossible to understand the drawing data.

Zijian gestured with his hand, it was about this high, and after speaking, he drew a height of half a meter, so that Deng Dawa had an understanding.

Deng Dawa saw the height given by Zijian, combined with the appearance of the crockpot seen in the drawings, and had simulated the size of the crockpot in his heart.

"Master Chief, this kind of crockpot can be made small, in fact, with such a similar crockpot, there are a few small ones in the house, but there is no lid."

Zijian: "There won't be a leak or something!" How much does it cost? ”

"It will never leak, the small one has been in this business for more than 20 years, and he has never sold leaky pottery. The chief's crockpot of this size, the small one costs fifty-six yuan for takeaway, and the chief's need is a little different, and the lowest price for the small one is sixty yuan. ”

The difference is that a lid is added, so it costs a few pennies.

Zijian nodded, people gave the lowest price, and they wouldn't lie to him if they thought about it, sixty wen a half-meter-high crockpot, the price should not be very expensive, and mass production could be considered.

Zijian: "I also want 5,000 of these crockpots, when will you be able to deliver them." ”

Deng Dawa was originally sitting on the chair with half of his buttocks, and he almost didn't sit firmly, what? That's right, five thousand! At the same time swallowed his throat, this, this, is this the rhythm of getting rich!

Deng Dawa asked a little stiffly, "Master, do you want five thousand?" The tone was a little uncertain.

Zijian said as a matter of course, "Of course, it takes so much to let you come, if one or two hundred just say that you can't just notify you, I will need more crockpots in the future, 10,000, 50,000 crockpots, so if you want to earn my money, you have to go back and prepare for mass production!" ”

When Deng Dawa heard that there were more crockpots, he had the urge to faint, an impulse to be happy.

Zijian: "I urgently need a clay pot, so in the next two days, you have to get fifty out for me first, and I can give you fifty taels of silver in advance." There are more than 4,000 jars left, you have to fire them for me as soon as possible, and if it's too slow, I'll leave the matter to someone else. ”

If Deng Dawa dragged Zijian for six or seven days, Zijian would definitely find someone else, who made him so slow that he couldn't complete Zijian's things, so why should he go, anyway, Zijian didn't need it.

Deng Dawa immediately stood up and promised: "Chief, please rest assured, if the small one can't take out a hundred crockpots the day after tomorrow, the small head will not be needed." ”

With the power of silver, Deng Dawa used his life as a guarantee, must be completed, in fact, he is a little difficult to guarantee this, because his family's workshop can only fire crockpots in small batches, in the past, Zhangjiacun had little demand for pottery, where to consider such a large number of firing, but why silver, where to care about these.

Zijian: "Hehe, that's not necessary, you can do it as soon as possible, but if you want to get the silver quickly, it depends on your speed, you know that Zhang Laosi, he catches tens of thousands of catties of fish a day, and your crockpot is used to hold fish meat, you know the rest!" ”

Deng Dawa only then knew what the crockpot was used for, and of course the Zhang Laosi Orion also knew it, thinking that he fished tens of thousands of catties a day, how many jars would it take to fill it!

Zijian: "You can't rush to give me those defective products, otherwise you won't want the silver." ”

"Don't worry, the chief, don't dare."

Zijian: "This time I will give you one hundred and fifty taels of silver, of which fifty taels are the advance money for the clay pot, and one hundred taels of silver are lent to you in small quantities, and you will use the clay pot to expand the workshop for firing the clay pot, and then use the clay pot to repay the one hundred taels of silver in the future." ”

Zijian spent one hundred and fifty taels of silver under the notebook. Tear off the paper and hand it to Deng Dawa, "Take this and ask Madame for silver, by the way, you want copper coins or silver." If you want anything, you can go to Madame. ”