Wei and Jin Cooks

   Chapter 95 Bet

He excitedly said: "When it comes to making money, it ranges from gold and silver ornaments, jade seals, exquisite silk and satin cloth, and unique porcelain. These, as long as they are right in their hearts, can't be measured by money. "

   "Does Seventh Uncle like Liuli?"

   Zhao Hu: "What kind of glaze?"

   Zhao Hanzhang: "The glass cup, the glass ornaments, and the glass mirror."

  Zhao Hu pouted and said in disgust, "It needs to be transparent enough to look good. If it is mixed with glaze and the texture is mottled, it is not as good as rough porcelain cups and bronze mirrors."

   He said: "Don't think that it is colored glaze if it is stained with the word colored glaze, it has to be of quality."

   Zhao Hanzhang asked: "How much does a transparent glass cup cost?"

   "It's not expensive, you can buy it for one or two gold."

   Zhao Hanzhang: "What if there is a set of glass cups and a glass pot?"

   Zhao Hu became interested, "And the glazed pot? You bring it to me to see, if it's good, I'll buy it."

   Zhao Hanzhang smiled, "Seventh Uncle Ancestor offers a price. If it is suitable, I will bring it to you next time."

   Zhao Hu pondered, the things in Sanniang's hands must have been given by Zhao Changyu, he knows this big brother, and his eyes are tricky. Since it is his collection, the things must be good.

   So he pondered: "If it's really a complete set, I'll give you a hundred gold."

   Zhao Ming's forehead jumped, and Zhao Hanzhang knew it in his heart. Holding a teacup, he touched Zhao Hu and said, "Seventh Uncle, please wait in peace. When I have it, I will be the first to find you."

   Zhao Hu: "...you don't have a co-author yet?"

   Zhao Hanzhang spread his hands, "You know, I lost all my luggage, how can there be such a good thing? But I already have eyes and eyes, I can always find Seventh Uncle."

   Fu Tinghan on the side drank tea silently, and the eight characters of the workshop have not been written yet. This is too much bragging.

   Zhao Ming looked at Zhao Hu, and then at Zhao Hanzhang, his impetuous heart settled down, forget it, let them go.

   It is also possible that he thinks too much, maybe Zhao Hanzhang just wants to make more money and make life easier?

   Zhao Ming felt that he couldn't always try to figure out people with malice, so he drank tea silently and didn't talk about it.

   Zhao Hanzhang inquired about the sales of Liuli, and also booked several future customers by the way. Then he turned his head and said to Zhao Ming: "Uncle Tang, in fact, this time back to Wubao, Sanniang still has something to ask for."

   Zhao Ming calmly put down the teacup and asked, "What's the matter?"

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "I want to open a workshop to burn porcelain, but craftsmen are rare, so I want to ask Tang Bo for two good craftsmen."

   Zhao Hu squirted the tea in his mouth with a "poof", "Sanniang, you too..."

   "Okay," Zhao Ming responded directly, "I'll find a few craftsmen to send it to you, and I'll give you the body deed together."

   Zhao Hu suddenly choked up and stared at Zhao Ming with wide eyes. After a while, he came back to his senses and immediately said: "Nephew Zinian, I also want to set up a workshop, but I also lack craftsmen, look..."

   Zhao Ming: "Seventh Uncle, go to discuss with your father?"

   Zhao Hu suddenly stopped talking, but he was still unconvinced to look back and forth between Zhao Ming and Zhao Hanzhang. He couldn't understand why the craftsman could give it to Zhao Hanzhang, but not him?

  Fu Tinghan didn't understand either, so he asked Zhao Hanzhang as soon as they left.

   Zhao Hanzhang said: "Probably know that I'm poor and don't want me to go back to Wubao to make trouble."

  Fu Tinghan: "Then...do you still fight for the fields in Zhao Zhongyu's hands?"

   "Fight for it," Zhao Hanzhang said, "but the road has to be taken step by step, and the rice must be eaten one bite at a time."

   She said: "This matter is not urgent."

   After all, Zhao Zhongyu is not here. Judging from today's situation, Tan Zhong is completely incapable of calling the shots, and it takes time for the letters to come and go. Just let Zhao Song see how bad it is to leave the industry to his staff.

  Although Zhao Zhongyu is the patriarch, he also has to listen to the advice of the clan. If Zhao Song strongly opposes handing over the ancestral property and family property to his staff, he will have to consider it somewhat.

   How will she know she can't fight for it?

   Zhao Hao was surprised after knowing that Zhao Ming sent Zhao Hanzhang craftsman, but he did not object.

   For him, there are only two craftsmen, not to mention that her workshop was opened in Shangcai, he is not afraid of opening it in Xiping.

  The output and sales of his porcelain kilns are there, how can they be taken away by others?

   And in his heart, Zhao Hanzhang is still a child.

   Zhao Ming felt that with Zhao Hanzhang's cleverness, as long as he worked hard, he would one day replace his father's porcelain kiln. At that time, his father would know how wrong his understanding of Zhao Hanzhang was today.

   Zhao Ming saw that his father had no objection, so he asked people to pick a few craftsmen from the porcelain kiln, "Find out the deeds of them and their families, and send them to Sanniang together."

  The housekeeper looked at Zhao Song.

   Zhao Hao waved at him, and the butler went down.

   Zhao Hao endured it, but still couldn't hold back and asked, "Why are you suddenly being generous to Sanniang?"

Zhao Ming glanced at his father and said, "I'm betting, I'm betting that one day my father will suffer a big loss from Sanniang, and her porcelain workshop will surpass your porcelain kiln in the future, and then you will know her ambitions. How big is it."

   Zhao Hao: "...Co-author you are deliberately tricking me and making me suffer?"

   "As the saying goes, you can gain wisdom by eating a slash, and you won't suffer, Father, how can you gain wisdom?"

  Zhao Hao was looking for a stick again, "Wait a minute, if you don't let me beat you today, you won't go home in the future, mountain people, mountain people, get a stick!"

   Zhao Ming, who was about to run, stopped when he heard the words. Seeing the housekeeper running in a hurry, he kindly pointed him, "Where did you get the stick at home? Go to the garden and fold a camellia branch."

  The housekeeper looked at Zhao Song anxiously.

  Zhao Song stomped his feet in anger, "What are you doing standing still, go, go and fold it for me."

   Butler: "...But that's your favorite camellia."

   In the end, the housekeeper broke a branch for him, Zhao Ming stood and let his father smoke it, and then he stopped when the branch was bald.

   But his clothes were thick, and the branches were soft, so it didn't hurt very much. In the end, Zhao Song was so tired that he let go, but Zhao Ming didn't catch his breath.

   Zhao Song pointed at his son and was speechless.

Zhao Ming: "Father, why should you be angry? If Sanniang didn't cheat you in the end, it means you didn't see the wrong person, and this is something to be happy about; if Sanniang cheated you in the end, it means that her son's concerns are right, and only use one Porcelain kiln can try out a person's character, this is a small price, and it is still a joy."

   "And it also shows that my son has good eyesight, isn't that a good thing?"

   Zhao Hao: "The worst thing in my life is raising you. You go back to the house. I don't want to see you for the time being. Ouch, mountain people, my heart hurts."

   The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward to support him, "Lord Lang, do you want to find Sanniang to get someone back?"

   "You are even more angry with me, do I feel bad for the craftsman? And everyone has given it away, and if they want to come back, will I still want my face?" Zhao Song covered his chest and said, "I am completely **** off by this villain."

See you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)