Era: Village bully, so what if he can't get a wife?

Lin Feng said lazily, "Smash my ass! Those premium items... are not for sale!"

As soon as he said that, everyone was in an uproar.

"What?"

"Not for sale?"

"Xiaofeng, have you gone crazy from working in the kiln?"

"Why won't you sell it!"

.......

Everyone looked at Lin Feng with confusion and doubt, thinking he had gone crazy.

Only Su Qiuxin kept her head down, frowning as she pondered something.

In her memory, Raymond Lam was not a brainless person.

Every step Lin Feng took had a purpose; he definitely wanted to do something.

She just didn't understand!

Shouldn't such fine white porcelain be sold to make a profit?

Why not sell it? I don't understand.

Others were even more confused, thinking that Lin Feng's old illness had relapsed and he was about to act recklessly.

Ignoring their doubts, Lin Feng dropped an even bigger bombshell.

"Not only will I not sell them, I'm going to give away all of the more than one thousand pieces of white porcelain!"

"What!"

"You're insane! You're really insane!"

"Brother Feng, why?! I don't understand!"

"You've smashed so much, lost so much money, and now you want to give it all away? I'll beat you to death, you spendthrift!"

Lin Qingxia was so angry that she hit Lin Feng on the shoulder several times.

Lin Feng remained unmoved, lazily saying, "You wouldn't understand even if I explained too much now!"

"Watch closely how I fish! Do you really think that old fox Lin Mancang is easy to deal with!"

After saying that, Raymond Lam turned to look at his aunt, Brigitte Lin.

"Auntie, I'm hungry. Can you make something delicious when we get home?!"

Brigitte Lin was still angry. She glanced at Raymond Lam and said defiantly, "I won't do it!"

Lin Feng scratched his head and looked at Su Qiuxin.

At this moment, Su Qiuxin, who was usually gentle and shrewd, ignored Lin Feng.

She glanced at Lin Feng and grinned slyly, "Auntie, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, I'll take your side!"

"Let's all condemn Raymond Lam!"

"Good! Qiu Xin is so sensible!" Lin Dashan said with satisfaction, then glared at Lin Feng.

"Yes, Qiu Xin is a good girl!" Lin Dahe agreed.

Lin Feng cursed inwardly, thinking that Su Qiuxin was also a little fox, and was receiving more and more attention and love from her family.

If this continues, even his legitimate blood relative will become unwanted.

There was nothing he could do; only three people in the family knew how to cook, so Lin Feng could only turn to look at Su Xiahe.

This time, Su Xiahe changed her tune, smiling broadly as she said, "Okay! Let's go home, I'll cook you something delicious!"

Raymond Lam is a very shrewd person, and he immediately realized that something was wrong; there must be something fishy going on if things were not going well.

Is Su Xiahe really that easy to talk to?

Does he think he's Wu Dalang (a character from Journey to the West)?

I was afraid she'd say, "Come on, Da Lang, drink the poison!"

"Fine, I'll just starve to death!" Lin Feng declared, giving up entirely.

......

At this moment, in Lin Mancang's home, in the main room of a five-room brick house.

Lin Mancang sat in a chair, frowning, smoking a pipe.

Lin Youcai stood beside him, expressionless, but his eyes occasionally flashed with a sharp light.

Dong Zhiquan and Ming Zhanshan, two dark-skinned brick-making masters, sat dejectedly next to Lin Mancang.

Lin Zhiqiang paced back and forth, his face full of anger, his eyes blazing with fury.

"Father, we can't just let this go!"

"Whether it's a brick kiln or a porcelain kiln, we can make a fortune if we can take it over."

"When the time comes, our family will move to the city and sell our house there."

"If Raymond Lam can fire porcelain, why can't we!"

It is said that jealousy and greed can turn a person into someone unrecognizable, and at this point, Lin Zhiqiang's mentality had become unbalanced.

The White Porcelain Kiln! It was the first white porcelain kiln in Linjiang City, a unique business, and it goes without saying how much money it made.

The mere thought of moving from the countryside to the city, from being a farmer to becoming a big boss in the city, is enough to drive anyone mad.

Dong Zhiquan and Ming Zhanshan wanted to say something, but ultimately held back.

They knew about the huge technological gap between brick making and porcelain making.

Taking over a white porcelain kiln is not a simple matter.

But Lin Zhiqiang's greed and jealousy made them somewhat afraid.

Lin Mancang raised his head and glanced at Lin Zhiqiang with a look of disappointment and frustration.

He calmly said, "Sit down!"

"I think you're blinded by greed. Do you even know how to make white porcelain?"

"Or do I know how? Who here knows how? What makes you think you can take over?"

Use your brain, don't act like a brute. Look at yourself now.

Lin Zhiqiang was very dissatisfied, but he still sat down reluctantly because of his father's authority.

Lin Mancang took a puff of his pipe, his eyes narrowed, and his voice was somewhat cold, "Lin Feng, he really has changed!"

"I was careless; he had a plan from the very beginning."

"There were a lot of shady dealings involved in the procedures he went through with me."

"Although I could tell, I didn't pay attention. After all, he used to be a brainless, impulsive village bully."

"He took advantage of this and used me to build the white porcelain factory."

"I was quite happy the day I signed the contract with the village."

"Who builds their own kiln, sets up shop in the village, and then contracts it out to others!"

"Who are you calling stupid?"

"We were fools! He actually knew the policies from above; he deliberately set up the brickyard in the village."

"Otherwise, it's just speculation and profiteering!"

"I never expected that, despite all my calculations, we'd be making white porcelain instead of bricks or pottery!"

"He can even fire white porcelain! Wow! The younger generation is truly formidable!"

After Lin Mancang finished speaking, the wrinkles on his face drooped down, making him look several years older.

"Father, aren't you overestimating him?"

"He's a brainless idiot. I think he has a powerful backer."

"Ever since he brought back someone with tuberculosis..."

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiqiang suddenly stood up, as if he had figured something out, and his face showed great joy.

"Dad, have you noticed when Lin Feng started acting strangely?"

Lin Mancang and Lin Youcai were both taken aback, and then fell into deep thought.

Ever since Lin Feng went to Su Family Village and brought back Su Qiuxin, who was on the verge of death... things have changed.

He went hunting in the mountains, sold meat in the city, repaired his house, bought furniture, caused trouble for Brigitte Lin, and schemed against her...

Yes!

It was after he returned from Sujia Village that he brought back Su Qiuxin, and then his personality changed drastically.

They no longer cause trouble, no longer pick fights, no longer borrow things from the surrounding villages, and no longer climb over walls...

That's it! Could it be... Su Qiuxin! Is she the mastermind behind Lin Feng?

A glint flashed in Lin Mancang's and Lin Youcai's eyes, but it quickly subsided.

"Let's put all that aside for now. Our most urgent task is to find someone who knows how to fire white porcelain!"

"Otherwise, even if we take back the white porcelain kilns, it'll be useless to us!"

After Lin Mancang finished speaking, he turned to look at Dong Zhiquan and Ming Zhanshan.

"Master Dong, Master Ming, do you know anyone who makes white porcelain?"

Dong Zhiquan and Ming Zhanshan shook their heads bitterly, looking dejected.

Being a master brick maker is a glorious profession, and one is always surrounded by admirers.

But compared to those who make white porcelain, they are at the very bottom of the social hierarchy.

He stood tall and proud, arrogantly trying to cause trouble, but unexpectedly lost face and was slapped in the face!

Lin Mancang was somewhat disappointed.

But at this moment, Lin Youcai, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke with a smile.

"I do know a master craftsman who makes white porcelain!"