After the girl in Tsing Yi jumped out of the carriage, she turned around to help Qingluan.

Qingluan glanced at the yellow mud ground, there were many bamboo leaves on it, his feet shrunk, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully went to the ground.

Standing on tiptoe, he walked to a slightly flat and clean place, unwilling to move any further.

"Big brother, are you in the wrong place?"

They looked at the dilapidated porcelain kiln workshop.

This is the cave that burns out the enamel that makes them feel a deep sense of crisis?

It's too shabby, isn't it?

This is clearly burning bricks, burning that kind of soil and water tank!

Qingyang pointed somewhere.

There is a big yellow stone there, and there are four big characters engraved on it with Hui'an porcelain kiln.

The font dragon flies and the phoenix dances, but there is a faint sense of flying domineering.

Words are like people, which shows that the person who writes is arrogant and pretentious!

Qingluan looked over, is it really a Hui'an porcelain kiln?

Then her sense of crisis disappeared in an instant.

They have found out that many people in Wujia Village burn green bricks, and there is no one in the whole village who can burn bricks!

An ancestor who has burned bricks for generations, and their Qing family wanted to bring the enamel production recipe over.

Don't be afraid!

"Who are you looking for?" At this time, Wu Qiye's voice sounded behind the two.

He had just come from home to the porcelain kiln.

The two siblings turned their heads, and then looked at Wu Qiye from head to toe with the same gaze.

Wu Qiye's clothes were patched, although the little sister and his mother made him several new clothes, but he was reluctant to wear them to work, so he came to the cave to wear old clothes.

"You work in this kiln?" Qingluan saw that there was some glaze on his clothes, so he asked.

It would be nice if it was a master who developed the enamel color.

Judging by what he is wearing, he should be from a poor family, and it is estimated that he can buy it with some silver.

"No, this porcelain kiln is owned by my family. Who are you looking for? ”

The two were a little surprised when they heard this.

The two siblings looked at each other.

Qingyang: "Fa Langcai is made by your porcelain kiln?" ”

"Yes."

Qingluan crossed his hands: "We came here to buy your family's enamel color production recipe, 50,000 taels, I will buy the Fa Lang color production recipe in your hand." ”

"I'm sorry, I didn't develop it, and the enamel recipe doesn't sell for any amount of silver. Let's go! ”

Qingluan frowned: "You didn't develop it, so who is it?" ”

"No comment."

Qingyang: "That brother Tai doesn't know how to make enamel color, if you know, you tell us the recipe, we can give you 10,000 taels of silver!" ”

10,000 taels of silver is for them rural people, who can live for dozens of lifetimes!

"I'm sorry, I don't know."

Qingyang said at this time: "We are from the official kiln of the Qing family, and there are people in the Qing family who are mothers in the palace. If you sell us the recipe, you will be my friends in the future, and your porcelain can also be labeled with the logo of the Qing family, and then sold for a better price! We only charge 20% of the transfer fee! ”

"No need."

"You must know that your porcelain kiln is not famous, and it can be auctioned at a high price in the auction house, which is also because of the competitive relationship between our family and the Cai family! If we don't snap the shots, your porcelain is worthless! No one knows how to shoot at all! In the future, if you don't have our Qing family to help you, the porcelain won't be able to sell for any silver! ”

Wu Qiye still shook his head: "Childe doesn't need to say more, that recipe won't be sold anyway." ”

Qingluan saw that this person couldn't make sense, and he was impatient!

The eldest brother is too kind, and this kind of person, how can you be polite!

She said angrily: "Then you think it through!" Selling is a friend of my Qing family, and if you don't sell it, you will offend my Qing family! My maternal grandfather is the prime minister today, and my aunt is the concubine of today, can you afford to offend? ”

Wu Qiye was also a little worried when he heard this, worried about what the Qing family would do, but he still shook his head: "I said that the recipe is not mine, I don't know how to do it, you can go!" ”

Qingluan glanced at the big man behind him.

One of the strong men behind her came to Wu Qiye with his fists in his hands: "Brother, don't? Toast without drinking and drinking, my son-in-law and girl asked you to sell it to give you face: you have to sell the recipe today, and you have to sell it if you don't sell it! ”

He waved his fist in front of Wu Qiye, and then used his fist to hold up Wu Qiye's chin.

This action is extremely provocative!

Wu Qiye directly slapped his fist!

"Don't try to threaten me! Not for sale! ”

"There's a kind! Dare to beat Lao Tzu! The big man raised his fist and swung it at Wu Qiye.

He just wanted to deliberately provoke Wu Qiye and let him do it first!

Then they will report to the official!

Wu Qiye quickly dodged.

But his jaw was still hit a little, and a fishy sweetness spread in his mouth.

He was also angry and rushed straight over.

Another big man also quickly stepped forward.

The three of them fought.

Wen Jiamei happened to come out and saw two big men beating Wu Qiye alone from a distance.

She was so shocked that she shouted, "Hit someone!" Someone is beating! Help me! ……”

Wen Jiamei was very panicked, and her feet trembled with fright, but she thought of the way Wu Qiye ran dozens of miles on her back that day, and blood stained her entire back.

She watched him be punched again, and somehow she got the courage, she picked up the flat pole next to her and ran over to help!

Wen Jiamei hit one of them on the back of the tiger with all her might!

The hands are shaking.

Immediately after that, he raised his high pole and wanted to fight again.

The big man was enraged: "Slut, look for death!" ”

He snatched the flat burden from Wen Jiamei's hand with one hand, threw it casually, and then kicked her in the abdomen.

Seeing this, Wu Qiye quickly pounced on Wen Jiamei, protected Wen Jiamei under him, and then kicked him.

The two were thrown to the ground.

The two big men quickly punched and kicked Wu Qiye!

"To sell or not to sell?!"

"To sell or not to sell?!"

"My young lady asked you to sell, do you dare to sell it?!"

Wu Qiye was worried that they would hit Wen Jiamei and did not dare to resist, so he just tightly protected people under him.

The maid in Tsing Yi stood on the side and said proudly: "Give you another chance, say, sell it or not?" ”

Nuan Wen ran out when he heard the voice, and his little face was cold: "Stop!" ”

When the two men saw a girl, they didn't take it seriously.

Continue to kick Wu Qiye fiercely.

Qingluan raised her eyebrows: Is it her?

"Sister Nuan, don't come here!" Wu Qiye ran over when he saw the warmth and was not afraid of death, and he was scared to death!

How can he protect two people!

One or two are weak women, why are they not afraid of death!

He hadn't had time to figure out how to fix it.

"Stop!" At this time, Xu Lao hurriedly got out of the carriage and shouted.

The two brothers and sisters of the Qing family turned their heads to look over.

I saw that Xu Lao opened his mouth wide and looked dumbfounded.

The two quickly turned back, and then tragedy!