Nongmen Space: Farming lady is not easy to mess with

Chapter 195
As soon as the father and son of the Song family walked to the door, they heard Shu Ying and Tong Yun lightly telling them to discuss business by themselves. The two silently looked at each other and swallowed their saliva with difficulty.

"Huh? Let's talk about ourselves..."

The person who heard the word before coming here said that Master An brought a rich man, and the girl told them to go to the meeting hall.

The business came to the door automatically, and the heart that was overwhelmed by dozens of taels of intangible debt suddenly soared.

I also approached the girl before and asked if she wanted to go out to run a business like Zheng Dachun who contracted the brick kiln, but she brought two albums and only asked them to burn the samples first.

The styles of the two books are quite different, one of which is thick and majestic, and the patterns with beautiful lines are melted into the warm jade color with carving techniques.Gentle and honest, euphemistic and reserved, light and elegant, implicit but not revealing.

The other book is bright and lively, most of which are daily utensils such as cups, plates and dishes, not limited to celadon, but also white porcelain.The color patterns are unheard of and unseen, and at the same time subvert their cognition of glaze technology.

A new type of high-temperature fast-burning pigment, when the glaze is closed after cooling, the color will be immersed in the glaze to make the appearance moist, delicate and crystal clear, and the color is jade and soft.

And what they don't understand: It completely solves the common lead poisoning hazard of overglaze paint.

Shu Yingtong glanced at the father and son of the Song family. They were sitting on the root carved stools, as nervous as a daughter-in-law meeting her parents-in-law for the first time. They didn't know where to move their hands and feet.

Facing their secretly looking for help, she calmly walked to the window, opened a low foldable table, and laid out two futons.

Turning around, bending down and opening the door of the cabinet below, he took out a chessboard, and then took two sourwood chess jars and put them on the table. , let's talk about it?"

"Oh?" An Xingzhou was stunned, looked at the chessboard, looked at Shu Yingtong, and happily put down the album and sat opposite her, "Ms. Shu is also proficient in chess?"

He was a little surprised, the seat reserved for him was Baizi, but she was modest.

"Average." Shu Yingtong pursed her lips and silently wiped the chessboard.

An Xingzhou grabbed a handful of white pieces, and she reached out and grabbed two black pieces from the chess jar to guess first.

The Song family father and son looked at Shu Yingtong with a bitter face, sitting upright, with his left hand on his knee, and his right hand holding a sunspot on his upper right corner.

Tears flowed down my face.

Talk with your hands, don't open your mouth.

Gentle footsteps sounded outside the door, Xuemei lowered her eyebrows and brought the pot in, and squatted down to make tea for Shen Zhuohong's table first.

With two eager eyes on her face, Xuemei raised her head and pursed her lips, smiled, encouraged them with her eyes, and poured tea for them.

After taking two cups of tea and walking to the window, she looked at Shu Yingtong with some hesitation, really didn't intend to help?

Shu Yingtong held Hei Luozi slowly and took a sip from the cup of tea.It's not a fight in a shopping mall, the first cooperation, the Shen family is just testing the waters, and it's just a small business.

Isn't An Xingzhou still sitting opposite?

Could it be that he dared to lower the price to death?

Does the magistrate don't want to lose face?

Shen Zhuohong saw the expressions on the expressions of the father and son and knew that they were inexperienced, so he patiently opened up the topic from porcelain craftsmanship.

When it came to the celadon they were proud of, the father and son gradually let go, and Song Jiaming talked freely.

Shen Zhuohong agreed with a smile, and after the atmosphere warmed up, he pointed to some common household utensils, and picked out some ornamental and unique decorations.

"Then let's talk about the price."

"This..." Song Jiaming smiled in embarrassment, "Since Mr. An's family is close friends, they must be gentlemen in business. I'm just a country boy, and I haven't seen anything in the world. It's all up to Mr. Shen's decision."

Shu Yingtong slowly evoked a chuckle, followed An Xingzhou's white son down, and placed it on the plate in a leisurely manner.

Shen Zhuohong twitched the corner of his mouth, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, raised his eyelids and glanced at Song Jiaming who was scratching his head and smiling very honestly.

Simple ass!

This young man is a thief!

Who wants to be a gentleman in business!
It's not about money!
It's not a clever way to retreat to advance, but people say that Mr. An is a close friend and they can control him to death.

Can he refute it...

An Xingzhou and Shu Yingtong made dozens of moves, the slower and slower they were, the longer they thought about it.

From time to time, he looked up suspiciously at her, and then looked down at the chessboard.

Every time she makes a move, she follows her without hesitation, but it's just how the style of chess looks like.
Perfunctory.

He tried to kill a few temptations, but she was able to turn the tide with ease. He was not good at taking aggressive ways, and when he eased up, she began to perfunctory again.

Her sunspots on the chessboard seem to be at a disadvantage, but she can find another way to take the edge.

Shu Yingtong nodded slightly after listening to the quoted price. The daily necessities are a bit higher than the listed price. After all, it is not a collectible item if it is not famous.

The prices given for ornamental ornaments were more than one or two taels, and this owner Shen's family was indeed set up to be a gentleman.

Xuemei over there started to help draw up the contract, Shu Yingtong glanced at the chessboard, the health chess can be over.

The winner and loser are all in one hand, with a fierce momentum, overwhelming the river and the sea.

An Xingzhou believes that playing chess is a gentleman's study, and he is cautious and prudent. When Shu Yingtong makes a fierce attack and uses unscrupulous means, he will be in chaos.

Seeing the crisp and neat appearance of her putting the chess piece into her chess jar with one hand, I feel a little comfortable in my heart, which is in line with her style of conduct.
It's just... how about hand talks?
After more than a dozen moves, seeing that he was powerless, he picked up his three white pieces and put them on the chessboard, throwing the pieces to admit defeat.

Shu Yingtong has no sense of accomplishment when he wins chess. An Xingzhou is a real gentleman. He plays chess with propriety. The reason why it is called hand-talking is that it is not for the purpose of winning or losing.

Later generations did not play chess with such elegance, they all practiced one-hit kills, fully embodying the basic rule of enclosing the field and capturing pieces.

His way of playing was inferior to him, so An Xingzhou was broad-minded and didn't complain, but he probably didn't run away when he was blacklisted for playing chess.

After the contract was drafted over there, An Xingzhou got up gently and calmly and walked over to write the contract, which gave Shu Yingtong enough face.

At the same time, he is also very optimistic about the products produced by this porcelain kiln, which is completely different from the existing porcelain style, and intends to make a name for them.

After the signing of the contract, both parties saluted, Shen Zhuohong then asked to see the scale of the porcelain kiln.The Song family father and son led the way enthusiastically.

In the evening, Shu Yingtong and Song Jiaming stood on the side of the official road and watched the leaving carriage, with large and small baskets of agricultural and sideline products hanging behind them in return.

"Girl! Me, me, me." Song Jiaming became incoherent once his strings were stretched for a long time, "Five 50 taels. I have never seen such a silver. 50 taels. No, I have never seen it."

Suddenly her eyes turned red, and she looked at Shu Yingtong excitedly, "Girl, thank you, if it wasn't for you, no, no, thank you Mr. Jing too. No, no, Shuan'er and the others. Thank you, thank you."

Shu Yingtong turned around to see how he was about to cry, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "It's just a deposit, we can hire more people, only the three of you are too busy. This order is very important, so make sure you don't mess it up."

"I know what I know~I must, must strive for excellence, and make my work beautiful. Beautiful!"

(End of this chapter)