"Is Li Jiaji far away from Tianshui Town?" After thinking about it, Mu Qing still asked this question. According to her and Xiao Wu's footsteps, they shouldn't have gone far last night, right? Mu Qing secretly calculated in her heart.

"It's not far, it's not far, it's an hour away by car." It was still that young man who answered Mu Qing's question.

Mu Qing listened to the black lines all over her head, are you kidding me, young man? An hour in ancient times is two hours in modern times. Two hours by car, you tell me it's not far? Mu Qing secretly slandered in her heart.

"Alright, hurry up and get to work, what are you doing here? The pestle is here, God can give you the money to come down and actinize. The middle-aged man couldn't see his son being stupid in front of the little girl, so he raised his leg and kicked the young man's ass squarely, kicking him so hard that he almost fell to the ground. But the young man patted his buttocks after standing firmly, noticed Mu Qing's gaze, and made a naughty face at Mu Qing, and ran away quickly before the middle-aged man's next kick passed.

Mu Qing pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised a smile.

"It's not close to coming back from the mountain, but you should have come around the mountain last night, and you took a shortcut. For the safety of both of you, you will follow us down the mountain later, and I will help you find an ox cart to take you back." With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man made a decision for Mu Qing and them. After speaking, he stopped being verbose, and beckoned his eldest son to work together.

The host's house was busy, and Mu Qing, a guest, was naturally embarrassed to stay in the house and sleep. It was Xiao Wu who was sleeping in Zhengxiang, and the noisy sound in the yard did not affect him at all. This man's heart is really big enough.

With the help of the torches in the courtyard, Mu Qing saw that one by one the clay pots gradually appeared under the hands of the middle-aged man. Once the clay pots were formed, the boy moved them one by one to a corner and waited for the next process.

And Li Da, as the most powerful one, naturally does the work of mud.

Mu Qing had never seen the process of making clay pots before, so she watched it with relish for a while. What Li Da saw in the gap of rest was Mu Qing's appearance staring at the clay pot under his father's hand. He had never seen a girl like these things before, and when most of the girls heard that their family was making clay pots, their immediate reaction was that their family should be quite profitable, but no girl would be interested in asking more about how clay pots are made.

"Like this?" Li Da thought about it, walked a few steps and stood next to Mu Qing, watched her father make clay pots side by side, and asked casually.

"Yes." Mu Qing nodded heavily, in modern times, she had signed up for a clay course, but she only went once, and the shop closed down because of the boss's poor management. Maybe what you can't get is the best, and she's been thinking about learning to make clay pots ever since. But later, due to various reasons, she never succeeded.

"It's tiring and hard to do, it's not something a girl can do." Li Da glanced sideways at Mu Qing and gave a suggestion that he thought was pertinent.

"I know." Mu Qing smiled at him with crooked eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose.

So just now, she had completely given up the concern she had had.

"Where do you sell your clay pots?" Someone accosted him, and this person was a benefactor who helped him in times of crisis, Mu Qing thought about it and changed to another topic. This is her instinct to do business, and she always likes to ask questions and ponder other development opportunities.

"Well, even these villages near Lijiaji, as well as the shops of the Tian family on North Street in Tianshui Town, also have goods." If you want to put it on others, Mu Qing asked like this, others will definitely be suspicious, wondering if Mu Qing is here to inquire about the news or something. But Li Da wouldn't think like this, Mu Qing asked him and answered, neither of them noticed anything wrong, but Father Li, who listened to the whole process on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, this son is so stupid, he doesn't even see it.

"Don't you sell it somewhere else? I heard that the few showcases in Tian's shop have recently sold all the canned food to Linshui Town, and you can also sell this jar there. Mu Qing rolled her eyes and made a proposal. In Mu Qing's opinion, Linshui Town has now been developed by Tian Shunsheng, and if you go to get a piece of the pie at this time, I believe it is still possible.

"The little girl is young, but she knows a lot. It's just that you forgot, it's not just our Li family who can make clay pots, there are more craftsmen like us in other places. This time, without waiting for Li Da to answer, Li's father answered first, and also gave his stupid son a look to work quickly. Li Da received his father's eyes, although he was a little puzzled, he still nodded to Mu Qing obediently and returned to his usual work.

What Father Li said, Mu Qing didn't think about it. But she is a businessman, and she knows that there are always risks and opportunities. She didn't know if there were any craftsmen making clay pots in Linshui Town, and she bet that there was a 50% chance that there would be no craftsmen. Or, even if there are craftsmen, they are not craftsmen with the same level of craftsmanship as the Li family.

It's just that as a businessman, she can take such a risk, but the Li family makes it clear that they are not willing to take such a risk. Perhaps for them, being able to sell their clay pots in Lijiaji and Tianshui Town is already very satisfying.

Mu Qing never forced others to listen to her own opinions, she can mention this kind of thing, but whether the host accepts it or not is in the hands of others. Hearing the Li family's refusal, Mu Qing stopped talking with a smile and didn't continue.

When the sky began to glow, Xiao Wu yawned and climbed up from the makeshift bed. As soon as he saw the people busy in the yard, he rubbed his eyes nervously, thinking that there was something wrong with his eyes. Suddenly slapped his head again, remembering that he and Mu Qing were staying in another person's house last night, and then he realized that he was not in the backyard of the pharmacy.

looked around again, and successfully found Mu Qing's figure in the corner of the wall. The little aunt was looking out with great interest at the pile of small jars stacked in the corner. Compared to other clay pots, this kind of jar is much smaller in size. Xiao Wu thought that she was interested in the jar and was going to buy two to play with it, but when she got closer, she found that Mu Qing and Li Da were not discussing the price at all, but seriously discussed with him the transformation method of this jar.

Glassware can already be fired overseas, and it makes no sense that they can't. As long as the raw materials and firing methods are right, Mu Qing believes that they can also fire glassware.

Xiao Wu approached and listened silently for a while, and then turned around and left silently. Now he says he doesn't know these two fools, can he? They turned out to be so whimsical. Xiao Wu had never heard of limestone, feldspar or something that could be fired out.

Mu Qing, who had been discussing with Li Da for a while, also realized her whimsical things, she could think of bringing modern craftsmanship here, but she forgot that she was just an ordinary girl in the next life, and what she wanted to do now was a field that she had never touched. What if she had stumbled upon a few recipes online? She couldn't do anything without those high-end machines of later generations.

Mu Qing, who finally recognized this, felt extremely frustrated. The look of joy disappeared from her face, replaced by endless frustration.

Li Da looked at Mu Qing and didn't understand why her face suddenly changed. Scratching his head, Li Da's face was full of puzzlement. Forget it, a woman's heart is a needle, and he really can't guess the girl's thoughts.

When the sky was bright and the temperature began to rise slowly, the Li family, father and son, stopped what they were doing, and after cleaning up a little, they were ready to go down the mountain. Mu Qing and Xiao Wu naturally went down the mountain with them.

Mrs. Li cooked a simple breakfast as usual, and the youngest son hastily pulled out a few mouthfuls of rice and went to work in a hurry, but Mrs. Li chased after her and shouted a few times, but he ignored it.

He is the third eldest son of the Li family, the youngest son, and the only one who has not followed his father to engage in clay pot making, and is now doing odd jobs with others. For the youngest son's choice, Li's father did not stop it, as long as there is one person in the family to inherit the craftsmanship of making clay pots, there is no need to live there. At this point, he can think very openly.

Because it was already early when the Li family father and son took Mu Qing and Xiao Wu down the mountain, the group encountered several waves of curious eyes as soon as they entered the village. However, no one asked directly in person, at most it was just a matter of looking at it twice. Mu Qing walked beside Xiao Wu without squinting, straightened his back, and didn't care about the gazes of those people at all. Xiao Wu glanced at her quietly, then quickly turned back, and quietly straightened his waist. You can't let a girl compare to it.

Mrs. Li had already stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched it, and she was happy when she saw Li Da's tall figure from a distance. Just turned her eyes, and when she saw Mu Qing behind Li Da, Li Niangzi's eyes froze.

For so long, she has been worried about the marriage of her eldest son. Isn't this kid finally enlightened today and took the initiative to bring back a girl for himself?

is close, and when she sees Mu Qing's appearance and age, Li Niangzi's heart is half cold. The son is still that stupid son, he has not opened his mind at all, and he is happy too early!

When the sky was bright and the temperature began to rise slowly, the Li family, father and son, stopped what they were doing, and after cleaning up a little, they were ready to go down the mountain. Mu Qing and Xiao Wu naturally went down the mountain with them.

Mrs. Li cooked a simple breakfast as usual, and the youngest son hastily pulled out a few mouthfuls of rice and went to work in a hurry, but Mrs. Li chased after her and shouted a few times, but he ignored it.

He is the third eldest son of the Li family, the youngest son, and the only one who has not followed his father to engage in clay pot making, and is now doing odd jobs with others. For the youngest son's choice, Li's father did not stop it, as long as there is one person in the family to inherit the craftsmanship of making clay pots, there is no need to live there. At this point, he can think very openly.

Because it was already early when the Li family father and son took Mu Qing and Xiao Wu down the mountain, the group encountered several waves of curious eyes as soon as they entered the village. However, no one asked directly in person, at most it was just a matter of looking at it twice. Mu Qing walked beside Xiao Wu without squinting, straightened his back, and didn't care about the gazes of those people at all. Xiao Wu glanced at her quietly, then quickly turned back, and quietly straightened his waist. You can't let a girl compare to it.

Mrs. Li had already stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched it, and she was happy when she saw Li Da's tall figure from a distance. Just turned her eyes, and when she saw Mu Qing behind Li Da, Li Niangzi's eyes froze.

For so long, she has been worried about the marriage of her eldest son. Isn't this kid finally enlightened today and took the initiative to bring back a girl for himself?

is close, and when she sees Mu Qing's appearance and age, Li Niangzi's heart is half cold. The son is still that stupid son, he has not opened his mind at all, and he is happy too early!

It's just that I was curious about Mu Qing's identity. This son of his own has never been nosy, how could he take the initiative to bring a girl back today? Mrs. Li felt that there must be something strange in this. Maybe she can inquire about this girl, if there is nothing else wrong, maybe the boss is willing to get married? Well, it's a little younger, but it's just a matter of holding a grandson a few years late, and the boss's willingness to marry is the most important thing.

Mrs. Li's mind turned a few times, and when Mu Qing and Xiao Wu followed Li Da back to Li's house, Mrs. Li's eyes were on Mu Qing's body, and everything she said was to inquire about Mu Qing's family affairs.

Mu Qing is a person who has lived in Tianjia Village for nearly a month, and she understood Li Niangzi's words as soon as she heard them. Mu Qing was silently embarrassed, if it weren't for the shriveled bean sprouts that had not yet developed and told her alive that she was really a twelve-year-old little Lori, then she would really have to wonder if she had entered the team of leftover women. She's really a twelve-year-old shriveled little bean sprout, and she really has no idea about getting married, a man, or anything.

Mrs. Li's mind was too obvious, and even Father Li could see it. He excused himself to find an ox cart for Mu Qing and them to return to Tianshui Town, and hurriedly left the house with Mu Qing and Xiao Wu, who had finished breakfast.

Behind her, Li Niangzi complained about the old man's uncooperation, while cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and was still summarizing the information dug from Mu Qing in her heart.

Li Da didn't go out with Li's father, just looked at his wooden face, thinking about his resistance to getting married, Mrs. Li really couldn't arouse her interest in chatting with him, so she simply went into the second son's room after cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and went to find the second son to inquire about the situation.

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