Mao Jue's major is mechanical and electrical, it's useless here, the shipyard where he worked after graduation is to teach him a skill, it's useless to get here, the only one who can get a little professional, half a year ago he went to travel, there is a local handmade glass workshop tourism project, played there for an afternoon, and saw how people do handmade glass.

received twenty taels of silver from Mrs. Zhang, which made Mao Jue's mood heavy, and he was full of more urgent needs for silver, so he planned to gamble.

The heat burned for more than half an hour, the quartz in a crucible, the feldspar powder were all melted, in the surprised eyes of those little whites, learning to teach their own master by hand, Mao Jue used the gun barrel removed by the fire gun to dip a large ball of glass liquid out, while blowing, while using fire tongs to continue to sculpt outside, and for another half an hour, a thick and ugly abstract glass finally took shape in his hands.

Although the shape is ugly, but after all, it is still glass, the sand of this Phi Island seems to be very pure, the whole glass looks crystal clear, placed on the shelf next to the stove to keep warm and reduce heat, Mao Baihu and He Thief didn't care about the stove The hot eyebrows hurt, and they hissed and gasped as if they had a toothache around the shelf, and after a while, Wen Yuange, who was blowing the trumpet, picked up his thumb and organized it into a complimentary sentence in his meager language.

"Young Master, Gao!"

doesn't care about whether he is tall or not, Mao Jue's mind is full of silver light now, and he eagerly sets his eyes on He Siyong, the eldest cousin of the thief who is the most knowledgeable.

"Can this thing be sold for a price?"

"The young master's glass is crystal clear, the quality is like crystal, but the shape is a little different, the little one has seen the glass waist worn by those southern merchants, all of them are hidden clouds, and the young master's glass cup is a little worse, how much silver can be sold, and the small one doesn't know!"

Twenty taels of silver has been used for seven taels, and the revolver that Mao Jue wants is no longer enough, and after doing it, he got such an ambiguous answer, looking at a large pile of sand on the ground, as well as those alkali-faced feldspars, gritted his teeth, Mao Jue decided to continue betting.

"A few of you, continue to sift, Fourth Brother Mao, you have blown the trumpet, you should learn the fastest, you follow this young master to dip the glass and continue to blow, tonight, we will use this batch!"

Although I don't know if I can sell it at a price, but look at this thing crystal clear, it doesn't look like a cheap thing, and there is a little more motivation in my heart, Wen Baihu They are also in full swing, and several people are busy sweating around the stove, and the blazing stove fire reflects half of the small courtyard.

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I really took out the spirit of playing copies all night in college, and one night except for the little girl in plain clothes who lay in the broken grass hut and squinted for a while, nine big men stayed awake all night, and the next morning, the coal burned out, a load of alkali noodles, feldspar and lead were all used up, next to the stove, thirty-seven pieces of glass products with twisted shapes and strange shapes were spread on the shelves, and on the ground, a lot of broken glass also came out, which were not cooled and cold.

These things are large cups, plates, small pieces and pendants in the shape of water droplets, waist wear, some accessories are learned from the glass masters of later generations, Mao Jue also added a little cinnabar paint, which looks colorful. These things, it is estimated that a treasure in the future can buy a lot of them for ten yuan, and they are still free shipping, but now they contain Mao Jue's belly of hope.

"Let's stop! Fourth Brother He, Sixth Brother Wen, among our people, you are the most well-informed and well-informed, please leave these things to you, find a way to push them out, no matter how much they sell, give you thirty percent! We'll divide the rest when the time comes, and everyone will have a share! ”

"Thank you, young master, for the reward!"

After a busy day and a night, these energetic guys are also tired and exhausted, and they are even grateful for the reward.

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Other people's families cross either this young master or that prince, not to mention the brocade clothes and jade food, and there are groups of beautiful women. Mao Jue suspected that he was born to be a part-time worker, and in the next few days, he traveled to Phi Island in the late Ming Dynasty, got up early every day, and then honed his shallow glass skills, and then waited for these glass products to bring him a rolling silver harvest.

It's a pity that the wish is beautiful, but the reality is quite cruel, and the sales of those glass glass pendants are quite speechless.

"Eight pieces sold?"

Six taels of broken silver scattered on the table, just those broken glass, sold in seven days equivalent to more than 3,600 yuan, if a month ago, Mao Jue should have gone crazy, but now it is different, time is much more valuable than silver, Yuan Chonghuan didn't know when he arrived on Phi Island, and slashed his cheap father Mao Wenlong in the neck, and then Dongjiang Town collapsed as a whole, North Korea fell, Liaodong Town ate its own bitter fruit, a series of bad things were close at hand, but he didn't even have the weapons to resist, Mao Jue was as anxious as a cat.

"Young master, this is good!"

Compared with Mao Jue's impatience, Wen Shao was quite satisfied, these eight pieces were all sold by him, he was very conscious of deducting three taels of silver errand money first, and then he could wait for Mao Jue to give him another point, as a pimping broker, he achieved this month's performance.

As for Wen Yuange, they are also satisfied, they may not be able to earn a tael of silver for two or three months, and they have only been mixed with Mao Jue for more than a week, and the work they do is not so tiring, and half a tael of silver can almost be obtained, and a few of them also nodded and bowed.

"Yes, young master! You can be regarded as the god of wealth, and you can dig out gold in the sand! Even if it's that peeling skin, you can collect about ten taels or twenty taels a month for putting the print. ”

"Alright, alright! Half of this silver belongs to Lao Tzu, and the rest, you can take it and divide it! ”

Overestimating the consumption level of Phi Dao, Mao Jue waved her hand irritably, and the plain clothes next to her made a lot of money, happily put three taels of broken silver into the purse first, and the rest of the Wen Baihu They rushed up, and a few big hands divided the remaining silver and copper.

With silver, it is natural to eat and drink, in this simple abandoned courtyard, Wen Baihu they set up a table, sent vegetarian clothes to buy a fat duck, bought a few catties of pork to cook, and bought a few side dishes, Wen Meng also personally went to the sea to catch a few crabs, and a few people drank wine excitedly.

As for Mao Jue, his stomach was in a hurry, he was not in the mood to eat and drink at all, and he reluctantly drank a glass of wine with him, he threw down his chopsticks and went to the back room, the handsome son, the status is transcendent, these Wen relatives did not dare to force it, fortunately, as soon as he left, these rough people drank more freely.

Now there are four more large boxes in the inner room, wrapped with straw hundreds of glassware, especially the last box of more than a dozen red cups and plates is the most gorgeous, that is when Wenyuan Pavilion burned glass, I don't know how, fell into the liquid glass some rust, accidentally created the color, with the day by day of proficiency, the shape of these cups and plates has become more and more beautiful and generous, it is estimated that these things can be sold for a long time.

However, the feldspar powder for firing glass, alkali lime or something, is almost used, especially the coal blocks of the stove, at the beginning, Wen Baihu came to a full boat of North Korean coal, and now there is only a small pile left, it is estimated that if it burns for another day or so, the furnace will have to go out, but Mao Jue has no intention of adding money to continue to expand production, but instead spreads a pile of scattered silver on the soil kang that has been covered with bedding, and pulls it with a sad face.

Two revolvers, which will be made to him is sixteen taels of silver, according to his description, this requires additional procurement of high-quality iron, and the bullet nest he requires is completely manual to repeatedly forge, grind, and then open holes, a slight accident a bullet nest will be scrapped, a military bird gun costs three taels, more complex revolver, the cost of eight taels is not expensive.

Coupled with the three taels that only came in, Mao Jue is enough to build two revolvers, but it is not just a gun, but also needs to buy gunpowder and bullets, and the bullets Mao Jue does not want to use the traditional round lead pellets of the Ming army, and plans to make them like pointed arrows, a large number of practical Mini bullets during the American Civil War to enhance the lethality, and these still cost two or three taels of silver.

These costs add a piece, his dream of a two-gun old woman is shattered, but Mao Jue doesn't want to consume it anymore, he plans to simply build a repeating pistol first, with ammunition, and then he will be on call for twenty-five hours a day, as long as Yuan Chonghuan comes to Phi Dao, he will not leave an inch, once Yuan Chonghuan really intends to kill the machine, then he doesn't care what the three heroes of Liaodong are not, shoot him first, as for Yuan Chonghuan, what will the battle situation in Liaodong become, and what kind of twists and turns will Phi Dao face, He didn't bother to think about it.

As for this glass workshop, before solving Yuan Chonghuan's problem, Mao Jue didn't want to invest another penny.

But just when Mao Jue looked at these scattered pieces of silver and was ruthless, the thatched house was pushed away with a creak, it was really like a big mouse, and He Siyong touched it in with a mouse's eyebrows.

A thief is not a thief who steals things and pulls them down, he can sell them, he is a good thief, He Siyong's channels are even wider than Wen Shao, who pimps, but for seven consecutive days, he didn't sell a single glassware, and when he was working, he was the most cheating and slippery, and this kid was enough to disappoint Mao Jue.

Seeing him come in, Mao Jue was not interested, and he reluctantly said hello weakly.

"Fourth Brother He doesn't eat and drink outside, what are you doing when you come in?"

Sneaking a sneak glance at the rough men on top of the wine, He Siyong was like a weasel, and slipped to Mao Jue's side, lowered his voice to Mao Jue, and muttered to Mao Jue in a low voice.

"Young master, it's not that it's a small business disadvantage these days, but that there's a big business to talk about! Now it's almost over! ”