One: "Those bricks can't do it." After looking at the bare mountain opposite the wheat field for a moment, the brick kiln owner said this.

The village supervisor is looking at the scenery, the scenery on the bare mountains. The kiln master interrupted the two of them to look at the scenery. The steward asked, "What bricks can't be?" ”

"The bricks and tiles that the housekeeper and the village lord bought." The kiln owner returns.

The housekeeper thought about it and asked, "Why can't you do it, it's not enough to build a house?" ”

"It's not enough to build a house." The kiln owner returns.

The housekeeper said, "There are five half-collapsed houses in total, if there are not enough, buy more." The housekeeper said, "These bricks and tiles are expensive, so use more wood when building a house." If you use more wood, you will use less brick. Tiles, you can't save a few pieces, you have to spread them on the roof. ”

"Wood, wood it's not cheap either. Can you use broken wood to build a house, the broken wood will rot within a few years. It has to be bricks. The bricks of the house are more than the wood, and they are strong. The house is built with more wood and less bricks, and it is not strong, unless it is good wood. That's a good wood, it's not cheap. "Kiln master.

Listening to what the kiln owner said, the village owner said: "To build a house normally, there are as many bricks as there should be, and there are as many woods as there should be." Build it, but don't build it for a few years before the wood rots and cracks the wall. It's not bad for those bricks, not enough to buy again. ”

The kiln owner said: "There are still collapsed houses at the south gate of the village." ”

The housekeeper said: "The cross street has not been built yet, the south gate, wait until the cross street is built." ”

"Huh!" The kiln owner smiled and said, "If you want to build the south gate, come to me again to buy it, and I will give it back." 10,000 bricks for 1,000 bricks, 1000 for 1,000 tiles. ”

"I'll talk about it then, and I'll come back to you to buy it then." The housekeeper replied.

"Give, give." The kiln owner returns.

The village owner looked at the scenery, the green wheat fields, and the bald mountains full of green grass and no trees. There are flocks of birds flying low in the wheat fields, and flocks of birds falling in the bald mountains, and the flocks of birds falling and fluttering and flying.

The housekeeper kiln owner also went to see the scenery, the green wheat field, and the bald mountain in front of the wave field.

Lao Xia dragged two carriages in front of the cave, the kiln owner looked back at him, Lao Xia looked at the kiln owner, and diligently dragged the next carriage.

After the three carriages were dragged, Lao Xia was about to go in to help move the bricks, but he heard the kiln owner say: "Lao Xia, after dragging the cart, go to the stables to see the horses." ”

The kiln owner asked to go to see the horse, Lao Xia rubbed his hands and replied: "Okay, I'll go see the horse." ”

Lao Xia just walked a few steps, only to hear the kiln owner say again: "Wait, you go in and help move the bricks, today you have to pull the bricks and tiles bought by the village owner to the collapsed house on the south side of the cross street, one more person can be faster." ”

Lao Xia responded, and went into the cave to help move the bricks.

The black dog of the kiln owner came out of nowhere, and was in the southeast corner of the brick kiln towards the road. On the other side of the road is the direction from which the village owner and the housekeeper came.

Someone was pushing a cart towards the brick kiln. The man was a stall builder, and he came to serve some plates and bowls, and some jars.

The man was a middle-aged man with a slender face. He stepped a little harder towards the brick kiln. He saw the black dog, and the black dog's name was Big Black. Across the wheat field, he also saw three people. A shirtless man should be the owner of a brick kiln. The other two were dressed like village officials.

The kiln owner saw this man, this man should have come to load the goods, and this person's figure was familiar to him.

The village supervisor also saw the man, but he didn't know the man, and the housekeeper said, "The man pushes a small cart." ”

The village owner said, "Is it from the wheat field?" ”

The kiln owner said, "It's not from the wheat field, it should be from me to load the goods." ”

"Stocking? What's on it? The village owner asked, and the village owner also thought of the plates and bowls of the kiln owner's house.

"Plates, bowls." The kiln owner returns.

The man pushed a small cart and walked for a while until he reached a corner of the brick kiln. "Wow!" The big black was puffing at him, and he stopped and shook the car away. The big black man ran behind the man.

"Big Black! Get back! "The master of the kiln has come and gone to see this man.

Big Black snorted a few times and looked at his master.

"Go back!" The kiln owner shouted again.

Big Black snorted, lowered his head, and ran towards the gate.

"What's up?" The kiln owner came up and asked. The village supervisor had nothing to do with the house, and followed behind the kiln owner.

This man said, "There are many jars, eighty bowls and fifty plates, and the bowls are large and small, and the plates are large and small." ”

The kiln owner raised his hand to the gate: "When you enter the courtyard, you are all in the courtyard." ”

"Is this a bowl on the plate?" The butler leaned in and asked.

The kiln owner replied: "Yes, come to my house to serve dishes and bowls." He introduced to the old customer: "This is the housekeeper, the village housekeeper, this is the village owner, the village owner of our Ping'an Village." ”

Seeing that the housekeeper village master was very familiar, this person hugged his fist at the housekeeper village master, "Village master, housekeeper." ”

When the village chief's family saw this man, they didn't recognize who he was? The two of them nodded slightly, and the village owner asked, "Are you from our Ping'an Village?" ”

"Ah, yes." The man replied.

"It's from our village." The village owner asked, "Where are you setting up a stall?" ”

The man replied, "On North Street." ”

The village lord snorted, nodded, changed his feet, and looked towards the gate of the brick kiln.

Seeing this, the kiln owner stretched out his hand to the customer and said, "Enter the hospital." ”

The man stooped down and lifted the cart and pushed it up. The brick kiln owner walks in front of the side. The two walked by, and the village owner and the housekeeper were fine, and followed the two into the courtyard. "Wow!" The black dog was by the gate, snorting at the three outsiders.

The kiln master glanced at his black dog a few times and shouted, "Get down!" ”

His black dog glanced at his master a few times, snorted twice and did not lie down. Seeing that the dog did not lie down, the kiln owner shouted again: "Get down." ”

The dog looked at its master and snorted and lay on the ground. The village owner asked: "Does your dog bite people, is it always watery?" ”

The kiln owner replied: "It's okay, it doesn't dare to bite." The man who came to load the goods, when he saw the dog lying down, pushed the cart to the pile of bowls and let go of the cart. He glanced at the bowl next to him, there were three types of bowls, large, medium and small. He said, "Ten large bowls, twenty medium bowls, and fifty small bowls." He looked at the plates piled up over there, and said, "Fifteen fish plates, five large discs, and thirty medium discs with lace." ”

The man looked at the jar on the other side and said, "I want a few of the larger ones." ”

The kiln owner looked at the jars and asked, "How many jars do you want?" ”

The man looked at his cart and said, "Four." ”

"Okay," said the kiln owner, "go over and get it." ”

The man walked over, touched a few jars, carried one in one hand, and grabbed two first. The man gritted his teeth and carried the two jars to the cart. The man put the jar down and looked carefully at the whole body of the jar to see if there was anything bad.

When the kiln owner saw him looking at the altar, he said, "They are all good altars, and if there are bad places, you can change another one." The man looked carefully at the two jars, lifted them up to the cart and lowered them down, and looked down at the bottom of the two jars.

When the kiln owner saw him looking at the bottom of the jar, he said, "There is nothing bad at the bottom, but it is old and touches the ground, but it has wear marks." ”

There is no bad place in the jar, "Bangbang!" The man patted the two jars and took them out of the car and set them aside. Then he went to the jars and looked for the other two.