Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 89 Back to Dock Fort

   This kind of thing, blue bricks, is not available to ordinary people from ordinary families. It must be a little rich, and only people who have recently built houses can demand it.

   Of course, Runan is so big and there are so many people, there are still people who build houses.

   Zhao Hanzhang thinks that the price will be lowered slightly so that more people who want to build houses can afford bricks.

   Anyway, the cost of burning bricks is not very high. As long as there is mud and people, they can burn bricks continuously.

   But this is very cheap. Zhao Hanzhang still wants to do a business with higher profits. She went to Fu Tinghan to find a way.

   "It's not difficult to burn glass, I'll make the thermometer first."

   Zhao Hanzhang: "Stove and labor..."

   Fu Tinghan smiled and said, "You can use a kiln that burns porcelain, and the craftsman should preferably be a craftsman who can burn porcelain."

  In Fu Tinghan's view, porcelain and glass are similar in performance, but the raw materials used are different and the techniques are somewhat different.

   For him, it is not difficult to configure the raw materials for burning glass.

   "What glass do you want to make?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "A beautiful glass, a beautiful mirror, and a beautiful glass handicraft."

  Fu Tinghan: "There is no mold."

   This is the difficulty.

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "As long as you can make glass, the mold is not a problem."

  The craftsmen have their own way to make it beautiful, but it is really impossible, let Wang draw a few beautiful flowers.

  Fu Tinghan took out the map of the manor and looked at it, "Then where do you say the glass workshop was built?"

   Zhao Hanzhang took a closer look. Considering the need for water, she pointed to a tunnel beside the ditch: "How is it here?"

   "There is water, it's dry land, and it's close to Xiying. If something happens, Xiying can come quickly." It can also patrol and protect it on a daily basis.

  Fu Tinghan: "I will supervise the construction of the kiln, but the craftsmen needed."

   Zhao Hanzhang: "I'll find a way."

   The solution can only be thought from the Xiping side.

   The craftsmen who make porcelain are different from other craftsmen. Such craftsmen are more valuable and rarer.

There are only a few in Shangcai County, and the few are not freelancers. They work in the official kiln of the government. Unless the county magistrate is bribed to write off the person's book as a dead state, she can't even buy one. .

   Zhao Song likes porcelain. He seems to have a porcelain kiln under his name. It is his private property, not the public property of the clan. If Zhao Hanzhang wants someone, he can only ask Zhao Song.

  This is different from the masons and brick-burning craftsmen he borrowed before. Zhao Hanzhang decided to go to Xiping in person.

   It happened that the summer harvest was almost over, and she also went back to see how the fields in Xiping were harvested.

  So Zhao Hanzhang changed into lighter linen clothes, and took Tinghe to Xiping.

  Fu Tinghan heard that and quickly brought Fu An over, "I'm with you."

   Zhao Hanzhang was curious, "What are you doing?"

Fu Tinghan: "Didn't you say that there will be chaos in the Central Plains in a few years? I plan to go out and see the nearby mountains and rivers and roads, and make a map. If there is chaos here in the future, we won't be able to distinguish east, west, north and south when we run for our lives. ."

   When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, he immediately reached out to him, "Come up."

   Fu Tinghan paused when he saw the hand stretched out in front of him, reached out to hold it, and got on the carriage with ease.

  The two sat on the left and right of the carriage, and Fu An also squeezed into the carriage and sat on the carriage with Ting He.

   Zhao Hanzhang: "Unfortunately, we are observing filial piety and cannot visit friends. Otherwise, going to the county government office to borrow county annals is the most effective and quick way."

  Fu Tinghan: "It doesn't matter, we have time. It's impossible for the county government to not know about your actions in the manor. If you don't visit then, they should also come."

   Zhao Hanzhang thought about it too, nodded, and decided to wait for the good news.

   Zhao Changyu also had an estate in Wubao. In addition to the old house and a few shops, there were also fields.

Among them, he handed over all the land deeds handed down by his ancestors to Zhao Zhongyu, and the rest were purchased by him over the years, or bought with his clansmen, or from wasteland, not many, only about 20 years ago Mu land, right next to Zhao Shiwu Fort.

   These lands were reserved for Zhao Erlang.

   In addition to these, Zhao Changyu also purchased land in other parts of Xiping County. Zhao Zhongyu knew that he wanted to keep the land in his homeland for the sake of future generations, and he would not exchange it all to Zhao Hanzhang.

   Basically, what he exchanged for Zhao Hanzhang were fields and pavements far away from Wubao.

   Some of these fields are managed by Zhuangtou, some are farmed by tenants, and some are abandoned. The original tenants and long-term workers disappeared early.

   Zhao Hanzhang predicts that after the summer harvest, a batch of them will run away.

   She pondered, "Would it be too much for me to write to Zhao Zhongyu and propose that he let me take care of the farms and shops on Runan's side?"

  Fu Tinghan: "Does the profit belong to him or to you?"

   Zhao Hanzhang, "If the proceeds belong to him, what will I do?"

  Fu Tinghan: "Do you still have any land that you exchanged for him outside of Runan?"

   "Yes, but unfortunately, those places are now war zones. Do you think he can still suffer from this loss now?"

   This is a simple question, Zhao Hanzhang looked at Fu Tinghan with anticipation.

  Fu Tinghan said directly: "No, he is not stupid."

"If he agrees, it's probably out of a guilty conscience, but..." Fu Tinghan thought about it and then said, "Even if your uncle has a guilty conscience, he wouldn't be so generous, and now the entire court is living outside, because he is in desperate need of money. and various resources.”

   "When they escaped, they lost so much luggage again. I'm afraid they are very embarrassed now. If he doesn't ask you for money, how can he give you something for nothing?"

   Zhao Hanzhang sighed regretfully when he heard the words, "It's a pity, I knew Luoyang would be so chaotic soon, I should have talked about this when I changed the fields and shops, and settled the matter."

   Neither of them knew that Zhao Zhongyu's messenger was in Zhao Shiwu Fort at this time, and it was also for money and land.

   Zhao Zhongyu has servants in charge of the farms here. Although Zhao Changyu also sent servants to take care of it here, he entrusted Zhao Song with matters such as decision-making and supervision.

   Over the years, the habit of the two clan brothers is that Zhao Song collects the income here and sends it to Zhao Changyu, or Zhao Changyu has an arrangement to write back directly to use the money and food.

   Zhao Zhongyu sent messengers over at this time, in order to take over the fields and pavements that Zhao Changyu handed over to the second room.

   Zhao Song opened the list and saw that there were a lot of strokes on it, he couldn't help frowning, "Why is this?"

  The messenger hurriedly said: "This is the land pavement that the master gave to Sanniang and Erlang. Both the land deed and the house deed have been handed over to Sanniang and Erlang."

Zhao Song took a look and found that his ancestral property had not been moved, and most of the remaining fields and pavements had been scratched out. Although the assets were divided, he nodded with satisfaction, "The patriarch loves the younger generation, Sanniang and Erlang are young , it is indeed time to take a little more assets by your side.”

   The voice finally fell, and the butler came in happily and reported: "Lord Lang, Sanniang from the long room and future uncle have returned to Wubao."

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)