The moment he returned home, he found that something was wrong with the atmosphere, usually Yang Qin's family was either busy working outside or weaving threads, but today he was sitting on the kang with a sad face and did not say a word.

And Zhang Wan'er also sat beside her at the same time, and when she saw Fan Ming coming in, she only moved slightly, and still didn't speak.

"Mother, what's wrong?" An ominous premonition rose in Fan Ming's heart.

Fan Qin's face was still sad, and Zhang Wan'er, who was accompanying her, whispered: "I went to the weaving workshop this morning, and the workshop said that in the future, let our family not go to get work again." ”

Fan Ming's brows condensed, this Chen Qichang is going to kill them all!

"Goro, tell me, what crime has our family suffered, and we finally settled down, this ...... This is the demon moth again! Fan Qin's face was full of resentment, and he suddenly came to his senses again and asked, "Wulang, why did you come back at this time?" ”

"There is not much to do in the kiln in the past two days, let me work for a few days!" Fan Ming smiled strongly, at this time, he could only hide the fact that he was suspended, and the family in the province was even more worried, "Mother, don't worry, there is still me in this house, the weaving factory will not work if you don't let you take the job, let's do other work at home." ”

Turning the book and looking at the square words full of charm, his impetuous heart gradually calmed down, and he began to think about some hidden things and solutions behind the whole thing.

After thinking about it for an afternoon, although he couldn't figure out the ins and outs of the matter, he finally came up with something, and the fundamental solution to this matter was not entirely on Cao Huchang and Chen Qichang, but on those porcelain embryos with a peculiar painting style.

Although these paintings are very different from the mainstream porcelain work, this does not mean that all people will not like it, as long as someone likes it, it means that everything will naturally not exist.

Thinking of this, Fan Ming's mood suddenly broadened, he stood up with a jump, punched the air twice, and the previous depression was swept away.

The first method he thought of was to go directly to Xiang Xue'er.

It was the safest approach he could think of, and it was the solution that could be solved once and for all.

Xiangxue is the personal ring of the third lady, and often runs away with the third lady in Yingtianfu, which is equivalent to the assistant to the president, as long as she is pushed to the merchant when she delivers the goods in Yingtianfu, and the free merchant tries to put out a sample to sell, there should be no difficulty, he does not believe Zhao Fangdu's statement, and this batch of porcelain will definitely not be the main reason for him to be returned.

In later generations, this method is called pre-sales, and the product is called a concept product.

But the disadvantage is that it takes too long to implement, and it will take at least a month for Xiang Xueer to return to Yingtianfu and wait for market feedback, and this fragile family will definitely not be able to bear it.

But the main question now is whether Xiangxue will help him with this, although he can see that this little girl is so kind to himself, but he has not undergone any tests, any emotions that have not been tested are all mirrors, and if he doesn't do it, he has to eat himself.

And he, a big man, fell to this point, so he took the initiative to ask a girl for help, and he really couldn't pull it off.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fan Ming finally dispelled this idea, he couldn't put all the bets on a girl, and now the kiln has not said what to do with him, which means that things still have a turnaround, in case the matter is revealed, it will only provoke a greater counterattack.

If this matter is really Chen Qichang trying to get him behind his back, even if he jumps again, it will be useless, and some things will still become better with the same.

As long as the family is not sick or sick, it is a big deal to go to a few acres of land to plant, and he can always stay in Qinghe Township, but it is not the time for him to move, after all, his goal is to be in the vast world outside, it is better to take advantage of the free time these days to make up for the things on the study, these days there is a lot of homework.

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"The lamb is free, and the fox is free. Don't you think? Worried. The lamb is soaring, and the fox is in the hall. Don't you think? My heart is grieved. The Lamb is like ointment, and the sun rises. Don't you think? The center is mourning. In the village school, in the study of Old Master Gong, Fan Ming is reciting the Book of Poetry seriously, this is not the homework given to him by Old Master Gong, but he is used to adjust it during the interval of reading.

In the past two days, Cao's Mansion has been particularly lively, and the arrival of the third lady has mobilized the entire Cao Mansion.

Not only has almost all the inside and outside been renovated, but even the village has been driven, according to the craftsmen in several workshops, the third lady has also given each craftsman a profit in the past few days, even the mountain men who help them, and everyone in the village is like the New Year.

But it is true that no one has ever come to look for him, and no one has come to announce what to do with him, and Xiang Xue'er and Cao Huchang have completely disappeared, as if they have completely forgotten him.

However, Hu San got up again in the village, and passed by in front of Fan Ming several times, shouting that this time he would be to be corrected, so that all the villagers would respect him, of course, no one paid attention to him, if this second bastard hadn't had the relationship with Chen Qichang, he would have beaten him a rabbit cub a long time ago.

Anyway, it's okay, in the past two days, Fan Ming slept for the first time in this era, and every morning he came straight to the village school with two books wrapped in cloth, and read and practiced calligraphy quietly at Old Master Gong.

Not to mention, usually a person at home self-study, the effect is certainly not as good as the guidance of a professional teacher, in addition to his font from the previous hard pen calligraphy body successfully transferred to the brush body, in Gong Lao Master here two days of effect compared to his own at home for a week.

"The way of the book is diligent! The way of learning, in Germany! The way of Confucianism, and then the word mean! ”

Fan Ming sat respectfully in his position, quietly listening to the lecture of Old Master Gong, compared with the life experience of being tired like a cow in the past few months, the life of these days can be regarded as a fairy, but if you don't study seriously, it will not have any effect, which also makes him deeply understand a truth, if you want to work hard, first grind the iron pestle into a needle, and reading is the same as work.

Old Master Gong paused and glanced at Fan Ming, and didn't ask him why he had been so diligent in the past two days, "Take care of the Yongye chapter of the Analects, and I'll ask you again tomorrow!" ”

"Yes, Master!"

Staying at Master Gong's house until dusk, Fan Ming handed in today's homework, got up and began to walk home, his mind was still constantly recalling the content of today's recitation, in a hidden place after passing through the mountain road, a figure stopped him, startled him, and looked at it, it turned out to be Xiang Xue'er, Xiang Xue's face obviously had a strong taste of grievance, and his heart trembled, "You...... Why are you here? ”

Xiangxue's mouth turned up slightly, "There is such a big thing, why don't you come to me!" ”