Chapter Seventy-One: The Little Stove
was stunned by Xu Wenlan's question, Bai Yingkui scratched his head and asked, "You-want to strike iron?" ”
Xu Wenlan shook her head and gestured: "I want a stove, so high, burning fire." ”
Bai Yingkui still didn't understand: "What do you want the stove to do to find an ironworker?" ”
Hearing this, Xu Wenlan was stunned: How fresh, isn't the stove made of iron?
However, she was embarrassed to ask this, and Bai Yingkui didn't ask, and deliberately took Xu Wenlan to the charcoal store: "There are stoves that sell here, what kind of stove do you want?" ”
What else? Xu Wenlan really didn't expect that there were several kinds of ancient stoves, and when she entered the charcoal shop, she found out that she was really lonely and unheard.
There were all kinds of stoves, large and small, some of which were delicate and hand-held, some of which were heavily placed on the ground for cooking, and some of which were used for decoction, of hot wine, of pots, and even of which could be placed under chairs for warmth. What an insight!
Most of the various stoves are made of red clay. "Green ant new brewed wine, red clay small stove", Bai Juyi's pen is probably the slightly smaller stove of hot wine.
Xu Wenlan chose for a long time and chose a stove, which was neither big nor small, and he was just able to set up a small pot to cook tea eggs.
I was startled when I asked the price, just this stove cost three hundred and fifty Wen, and I wanted to bargain, the guy with a big eye and a small one eyes glared: "Our stove is burned by the master, and it can be used for three or five or seven years without being bad, not compared to those rotten stoves outside, if you don't understand, call your family to ......."
Xu Wenlan turned her head to look at Bai Yingkui, who was having a relationship with the shopkeeper, and pouted.
Bai Yingkui was discussing whether he could take over the work of helping the charcoal company deliver charcoal, and he didn't notice what Xu Wenlan was talking about here.
It's better not to hear it, so I don't have to blame her for spending money indiscriminately.
Sticking out her tongue, Xu Wenlan stopped bargaining: "Little brother, how much is your charcoal a catty!" ”
The guy glared again, and his eyes were even bigger and his eyes smaller: "Who sells charcoal in two pounds?" Fifteen taels of silver charcoal and five taels of silver and five taels of black charcoal. ”
was so hung and vomited blood, Xu Wenlan rolled her eyes angrily: "Who can buy a thousand catties as soon as you buy it?" Whoever you are a big family and a big business, you use a thousand catties in winter!? ”
The guy snorted, and he didn't smile: "Little girl, have you ever used charcoal?" ”
I haven't used it, who will use charcoal in the future? Unless you want to have a barbecue on a whim, who will smoke yourself with charcoal?
That, then go back to the barbecue, five people, it seems to have bought ten catties of charcoal, right? In the end, there doesn't seem to be a few pieces of charcoal left, maybe the charcoal is really used up quickly?
In the blink of an eye, Xu Wenlan didn't dare to pretend to be an expert anymore, but just showed a smile and coquettishness: "Big brother, our family doesn't use charcoal, we usually use firewood, so I will order food, so I use charcoal, you can give me some face and sell me ten catties." ”
The pink and tender little girl is coquettish, even the old grandfather can't bear it, let alone the little guy.
It's not good to have a gloomy face, the young man muttered: "No matter what, you can't buy ten catties!" If you don't say anything, you have to buy a hundred and eighty pounds, how to deliver ten pounds? ”
"You don't need to send it, my dad is there! Besides, there is no car, so I pick up ten pounds of things and leave. With a smiling face, Xu Wenlan smiled and said, "Good brother, you can be accommodating!" ”
"It's hard to settle accounts......"
"I'll help you calculate the account, I'm the best at arithmetic......"
was so entangled by Xu Wenlan that he lost his temper, and the young man could only nod.
Xu Wenlan was happy, and suddenly sighed again: "How good it would be if this was coal......"
"You want coal?" The young man stared at Xu Wenlan and said: "We also have charcoal here, which is similar to black charcoal, and much cheaper than silver charcoal - but this thing is very strong, it is all used for striking iron, and I haven't seen any household that uses this for heating, and it is not easy to sell." ”
In the blink of an eye, it took Xu Wenlan a long time to react.
Coal is such a good thing, but it can't be sold as well as charcoal? Also, it is the middle of the Qing Dynasty, the domestic industry is not yet developed, although the West has begun the industrial revolution, but in the country, the wave has not yet hit.
Probably, now in the Qing Dynasty, this coal is only used for iron treatment, and she remembers in a trance that coal should have been used for iron treatment when it was in the Three Kingdoms, and it was called iron charcoal at that time, right?
Opening her mouth, Xu Wenlan really wanted to buy coal and use it back, but when she swept her eyes, she saw the red clay stove in front of her, and swallowed it back when it came to her mouth.
Such a stove, no matter what, can't use coal, to use coal, you have to have a specific furnace, she is not an inventor, how can she make a furnace?
Moreover, coal and charcoal are about the same price, and the province will not save much. Wouldn't it be nice if this coal was just as cheap as honeycomb coal, and could use a simple small stove?
As soon as her mind turned, Xu Wenlan's eyes suddenly lit up.
She used a honeycomb coal stove, and at that time it was very simple, there was that kind of paint bucket, and then sealed with mud, and it could be used as a stove. And honeycomb coal is not difficult to make, even if you don't have a machine, you can make it by hand, although it may not be able to be formed at one time, but she can also try it.
"Ahem......" coughed, Xu Wenlan smiled and approached: "Brother, do we have the kind of charcoal that is particularly fine and broken, and no one likes to buy it?" "Perhaps, the owner of this charcoal shop is also the same as the owner of the tea shop, who loves to sell defective products?
Hearing this, the young man stared at Xu Wenlan, and it seemed that he would stretch out his finger and point at the door and yell "Get out" in the next second.
At this moment, there was a sudden sound of laughter, and a chubby man turned out from behind Xu Wenlan, and turned around and said, "Brother Bai, this girl of your family is really good at living, she can really save money." ”
Bai Yingkui was a little embarrassed: "Let Boss Huang laugh." Wen Lan, this is Boss Huang, it's a person. ”
"Boss Huang," Xu Wenlan greeted with a smile, and didn't think much about it, but he didn't expect Boss Huang to have a blank face and complain: "Brother Bai, we are also old acquaintances, no matter what, I should let my niece call me uncle?" ”
Northeast people, called uncle, are all called uncle.
Xu Wenlan was slightly stunned, but she didn't expect Bai Yingkui to know a boss friend.
Although Bai Yingkui was shy and didn't open his mouth to let her call, Xu Wenlan still shouted with a smile: "Uncle Huang." ”
"Good girl!" Boss Huang was happy, and waved his hand: "If you want charcoal, go to the backyard by yourself, there is scum everywhere on the side of the charcoal pile, no one wants that kind of charcoal face, you sweep with a broom, and how much you sweep is yours." ”
"How good is that?" Bai Yingkui still refused, but Boss Huang had already laughed and said, "I said that no one wants it!" Brother Bai, since the Kangjia Iron Shop beat your junior brother in charge, the business has become worse and worse, not only has the coal used less and less, but also owes me two months. If you want me to say, if you were willing to marry a girl from the Liu family, it would not be you, the junior and younger brother, how smooth it would be for us to cooperate! ”
"Brother Huang......" Bai Yingkui was anxious, and he didn't shout honorifics.
Boss Huang twisted his head: "Ah, I forgot that my niece is still here, don't sue your mother when you go back!" ”