Chapter 253: Firing Porcelain

The owner of the left village readily agreed, and this matter was finalized.

For more specific requirements, Jiang Zhimian had to go to the porcelain kiln and said the craftsman.

"The porcelain kiln is just outside the town, not far from Zuojiazhuang, we can go now." The owner of the left village said.

Jiang Zhimian waved his hand, "Let's eat shaved ice first, it's time to melt later, and I also want to borrow paper and pen to draw something." ”

"Okay," the owner of the left village waved his hand to the housekeeper, and the housekeeper immediately sent someone to take the four treasures of the study.

And he asked, "What is shaved ice?" ”

Jiang Zhimian took out the jar wrapped in cotton, filled it in a small bowl, and handed it to the owner of Zuo.

"It's not a valuable thing, but it's a novelty, just try it." Jiang Zhimian said.

The owner of the left village tasted it, and his eyebrows couldn't help but rise.

Subconsciously glanced at the rest of the jar before instructing the housekeeper, "Send the rest to Weirou to taste." ”

Jiang Zhimian has no opinion.

She made such a big can, in addition to appearing rows, it was indeed taken into account Zuo Weirou.

After all, I was looking for Zuo Weirou's father to help, can I not send it together?

While the owner of Zuo Zhuang was eating shaved ice, Jiang Zhimian said while painting, "Those two cans of aloe vera gel can be used to treat burns, if you are sunburned by the scorching sun in summer, you can also use it, and you can usually wipe your face." ”

"Okay, thank you Miss Jiang." The head of the left village owner.

After the owner of Zuo Zhuang finished eating, Jiang Zhimian finished painting.

The owner of the left village stepped forward to take a closer look, his brows furrowed, and he pointed to the two black balls on his face, ready to ask.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhimian was prepared, and took out the Pikachu doll from his arms, "This is the blush on the face, drawn in ink, it is indeed a bit strange." ”

Last time, Chi Mohan asked him if the flush was the other two mouths, she didn't have a physical object at that time, and it was useless to explain for a long time.

It's convenient now, just show the owner of the left village a look at the doll.

"Where is the redness strange, is this thing strange." The owner of the left village said.

He had never seen anything like it!

"I dreamed of it, I thought it was cute, so I planned to use it as the mascot of Jianghutang." Jiang Zhimian explained.

"Mascot?" The owner of the left village didn't understand again.

"It's something similar to the Beast."

The owner of the left village suddenly realized, "Miss Jiang is ingenious, it's pretty good." ”

Discussing Pikachu, the two went to the porcelain kiln.

The small porcelain kilns of three kilns are enough to support all the needs of Anchang Town.

Through the introduction of the owner of Zuozhuang, Jiang Zhimian met the master of the porcelain kiln.

Jiang Zhimian briefly described his requirements.

I want a boxy porcelain jar, with a lid, a glazed painting on the surface, painted Pikachu, and then write the three words Jianghutang.

The old master stared at the picture for a long time, and then looked at the doll.

He exhaled a long time, "It's really the first time I've seen it, and it's kind of interesting." ”

"Can you do it?" Jiang Zhimian asked again.

The old master nodded, "Of course you can, it's just a little effort, if you want a hundred, you'll have to wait for five days." ”

"Okay, then I'll pay half of the money first." Jiang Zhimian said, and was ready to pay for it.

The owner of the left village stopped, "What is this for, don't want money." ”

"How's that going to work!" Jiang Zhimian refused, "I'll ask Zuo Zhuang to host the event, you have already sold face to me, and now you don't want money, isn't it too much of a loss?" ”

"What's this, it's not much." The owner of the left village waved his hand.

Jiang Zhimian was helpless, so he had to say, "But I don't just want this time, I have to ask for more in the future, and when the time comes, won't the owner of the left village take money?" ”