Chapter 52: Firing Clay Pots

At breakfast, Mu Ya told Mu Shan and Mu Qin that he wanted to order furniture and a clay pot that could be sealed.

The two immediately complied, and insisted on not being paid.

Naturally, Mu Ya should not, but it is said that a large supply will be needed in the future, and it must not be paid.

Even if it is the carpenter's work, the wood buds will also need the place they need in the future.

After pushing and shoving like this a few times, it was Mu Zong who slapped the table before the matter was settled.

By the way, Mu Ya also talked about building a house again. When building a new house, it is natural to expand. If you want to expand, you have to find the village chief to re-allocate the land, that is, to buy some more land. If someone in the village wants to sell the land, they can find the village chief. If not, then you have to go to the dental line.

Saying this, Mu Peng immediately patted his chest and said, "I'll leave this matter to me!" ”

In this regard, Mu Ya naturally agreed with both hands.

After breakfast, Mu Ya drew the shape and size of the clay pot he wanted, and handed it to Mu Qin, "Uncle Mu Qin, can this be fired?" ”

Mu Qin took the drawings, and after looking at them for a while, he frowned and said, "What does Xiao Ya'er want such a small jar for?" ”

Mu Ya smiled mysteriously, "When the time comes, Uncle Mu Qin will know, this is a deposit, make fifty first, don't be in a hurry in time, Uncle Mu Qin can burn it slowly." ”

"The little girl still sells Guanzi." Mu Qin smiled: "Okay, you wait, at most three days, your uncle will burn it for you." The deposit is not needed, and it can be settled at one time at that time. ”

Mu Ya disagreed, "Fifty jars is not a small amount, and the cost is a lot, so Uncle Mu Qin will take it." ”

Mu Qin couldn't, so he could only take it, and when he felt the weight of the Dao, Mu Qin frowned slightly, "You gave too much." Generally, the ordinary-sized clay pot, I only sell it for five cents, and your jar is so small, I will charge you a cost price, two cents a piece. All you have given is enough to settle it. ”

"Uncle Mu Qin, if you don't earn a penny, then I won't look for you." As he spoke, he looked at Mu Shan again, "Uncle Mu Shan is too." ”

Mu Shan hurriedly waved his hand and said, "No, no." ”

Seeing that Mu Qin didn't speak, Mu Ya could only let go and said: "In this way, Uncle Mu Qin, a jar of three cents, so you don't make money, how about charging a hard fee?" If it is necessary in the future, I will definitely find Uncle Mu Qin again. ”

Mu Qin thought about it, and could only nod his head.

Then, Mu Ya drew the drawings of the required furniture, gave it to Mu Shan, and asked if he could make it, and after getting a positive answer, Mu Ya gave a deposit.

With Mu Qin in front, Mu Shan is naturally not good to refuse. The two took the deposit and wanted to go back to work, and after a few greetings, they hurriedly said goodbye and left.

Seeing this, Mu Lei shook his head helplessly, "Mu Qin is still that fiery character. Okay, the food is gone, and it's time for me to go to work. With that, he strode away.

That appearance is not at all the honest temperament when I first saw it.

Mu Lei pointed out that the work was to go to the village chief and ask if he had sold his land. I also have to go to find a craftsman, although the weather is hot now, it is not the time to be busy with farming, so it should not be difficult to find a craftsman.

I'm afraid, but I'm afraid, and the craftsmen in the village don't want to. Mu Lei sighed, shook his head, and went straight to the village chief's house.

Everything was on the agenda, and Mu Ya breathed a sigh of relief.

When I was free, I remembered that Lin Muzhi didn't know if he would really send her fruit.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, and the weather is still hot.