Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

Chapter 201 Talking about business

Nangong Qingxian didn't wait long in the Zhao Family Hall.As soon as the tea was served, Mrs. Zhao came back.He glanced at it, but didn't stand up. "Is this resolved? Sit down."

"Well," Mrs. Zhao was not in a good mood.After all, she was betrayed by her own people.She took a sip of her tea and realized, "This is my home!"

"Huh? This is your home." Qingxian looked at her suspiciously, with a smile on his lips, wanting to be beaten.

Mrs. Zhao was scolded as a "fox spirit" by some elders in the shopping mall, but she believed that Nangong Qingxian in front of her was the real "fox spirit".Although Nangong Qingxian helped her indirectly, she just couldn't stand this man.She put down her teacup and said with a firm heart, "What's wrong with you?"

When it comes to doing business, Nangong Qingxian is no longer as naughty as before.He told Mrs. Zhao everything about Feiyan Mountain.

"Did you come up with this?" Mrs. Zhao listened carefully.Her eyes are full of light.She is very interested in this plan.

Nangong Qingxian took a sip of the servant girl's tea, but did not take credit for it. "It was the idea of ​​the little girl who saved you. I thought more about it than she did."

"Oh?" Mrs. Zhao was also deeply impressed by Xu Suyunman.She smiled, as if thinking of the little girl who always blushed. "I can do this, but how do I benefit?"

"However..." Mrs. Zhao pinched the lid of the teacup with her white fingers, and put the tea foam aside, "I am the head of the Zhao family. Can you represent the Great South Palace?"

"The Great South Palace is just a fish store and a boat store." Nangong Qingxian didn't expect her to ask, but he didn't panic. "I'm not the head of the Great South Palace, but I can be the head of the Nangong family."

"Very good." Mrs. Zhao threw the teacup lid away, as if she didn't say anything. "Let's move on to this business."

Su Genliang helped the boat to Fengming Mountain.The fishermen he met already knew him well.He greeted him with a smile: "Su Er, what did you catch today? Is it heavy?"

Su Genliang smiled, and opened the sackcloth on the boat, revealing a boatload of red bricks. "This fish is so strong that it can't even bite."

"Hahaha..." The fisherman held a small bamboo pole, and the two boats staggered.

It took Su Genliang two times to bring these red bricks home.Su Yunman was already waiting at the door with a towel.She stepped forward, wiped off Su Genliang's sweat, and beat his shoulder.

"Father, you have worked hard!"

"Father, you are so kind!"

"Okay, okay," said Su Genliang, unable to stand her compliment, "what kind of kiln do you want to build?"

Xu Suyunman took out a piece of paper and drew some structural diagrams on it with charcoal.Su Genliang took it and frowned for a while.

"I don't understand." Su Genliang threw the painting back into his little daughter's arms, scratching his head. "Your ones are round and square. I really don't understand!"

Su Yunman's painting looked like an earthen kiln she had seen before.Today, she and her sister dug some red soil in Feiyan Mountain and prepared to fire the kiln.

"Then father, let's mix clay now." Su Yunman ordered her father mercilessly.She just had an impression and didn't know what to do.

Su Genliang will indeed.He patted the ashes and strode towards the kitchen.

"Father, why are you going to the kitchen?" Su Yunman didn't know why, so she quickly followed.Su Genliang stopped helplessly, turned around and asked, "Didn't you ask me to mix red clay? The first step is to boil it!"

Su Genliang knew that the soil they moved back was between iron red and yellow.It was a mixture of red clay and clay.This soil is dense and low in viscosity.In order to mix well and make adobe, rice flour must be boiled into a paste.

(End of this chapter)