Wei and Jin cooks

Blue bricks are something that ordinary people from ordinary families cannot use. Only those with a little wealth and those who have recently built houses can demand them.

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

Zhao Hanzhang thinks that by lowering the price slightly, more people who want to build houses can afford bricks.

Anyway, the cost of making bricks is not very high. As long as they have mud and people, they can make bricks continuously.

But this was very cheap. Zhao Hanzhang still wanted to do a more profitable business, so she ran to Fu Tinghan to find a way.

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

Zhao Hanzhang: "Stove and labor..."

Fu Tinghan smiled and said: "Just use a kiln for firing porcelain. It is best for the craftsmen to be craftsmen who are good at firing porcelain."

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

For him, arranging the raw materials for burning glass was not difficult.

“What glass do you want to make?”

Zhao Hanzhang said: "Good-looking glass, good-looking mirror, good-looking glass crafts."

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 ways to make it beautiful, but if it doesn't work, just ask Wang to draw some beautiful patterns.

Fu Tinghan took out the map of the manor and looked at it, "Where do you think the glass workshop is located?"

Zhao Hanzhang looked at it carefully, and considering the need for water, she pointed to a tunnel beside the ditch: "How about here?"

"There is water, it is dry land, and it is close to Xiying. If something happens, Xiying can arrive quickly." It can also be patrolled and protected on a daily basis.

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

Zhao Hanzhang: "I'll find a way."

The only solution is to come from Xiping's side.

The craftsmen who make porcelain are different from other craftsmen. This kind of craftsmen are more valuable and rarer.

There are only a few in Shangcai County, and the only ones who are not free agents are working in the official kilns of the government. Unless they bribe the county magistrate to cancel the person's book as dead, she can't even buy it. .

Zhao Song likes porcelain, and he seems to have a porcelain kiln in 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 was different from the masons and brick-burning craftsmen who had been borrowed before. Zhao Hanzhang decided to go to Xiping himself.

As it happened, the summer harvest was almost over, and she went back to see how the fields in Xiping were harvesting.

So Zhao Hanzhang put on plainer linen clothes and took Tinghe with him to go to Xiping.

When Fu Tinghan heard about it, he quickly ran over with Fu An, "I'll be with you."

Zhao Hanzhang was curious, "What are you going to do?"

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 look at the nearby mountains, rivers and roads, and make a map. If there is chaos here in the future, we won't be unable to distinguish between east, west, north and south when we run for our lives. ."

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

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

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

Zhao Hanzhang: "It's a pity that we are observing filial piety and cannot visit friends. Otherwise, going to the county government office to borrow the county journal would be the most effective and quick way."

Fu Tinghan: "It doesn't matter, we have plenty of time. It's impossible for the county government to know about your big move in the manor. If you don't visit by then, they will probably come to visit you."

Zhao Hanzhang thought so, nodded, and decided to wait for good news.

Zhao Changyu also had property in Wubao. In addition to his old house and a few shops, he also had fields.

Among them, he handed over all the land deeds handed down from his ancestors to Zhao Zhongyu. The remaining ones were purchased one after another over the years, either bought with his clan members or from land reclamation. There were not many, only about twenty. Mu of land, right next to Zhao's Wubao.

These lands were left to Zhao Erlang.

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

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

Some of these fields are managed by farm owners and cultivated by tenants, while others are abandoned and the original tenants and long-term workers have long since disappeared.

Zhao Hanzhang predicts that after the summer harvest, a batch will disappear.

She pondered, "Do you think it would be too much for me to write to Zhao Zhongyu and suggest that he hand over all the properties and shops in Runan to me?"

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

Zhao Hanzhang said, "If the proceeds go to him, why should I care?"

Fu Tinghan: "Do you have any other property or shops outside Runan that was exchanged for him?"

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

This was a simple question. Zhao Hanzhang looked at Fu Tinghan expectantly.

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

"If he agrees, it's probably out of a guilty conscience, but..." Fu Tinghan thought for a while and said: "Even if your uncle has a guilty conscience, he will not be so generous. Now the entire court is living outside, and he is in urgent need of money. and various resources.”

"They lost so much luggage when they fled. I'm afraid they are very embarrassed now. Even if they don't ask you for money, how can they give you something for free?"

Zhao Hanzhang sighed regretfully when he heard this, "It's a pity. If I had known that Luoyang would be in chaos so quickly, I should have discussed this matter when we changed the field shop and settled the matter before talking about it."

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

Zhao Zhongyu has servants in his family to take care of the fields and shops here. Although Zhao Changyu also sent servants to take care of it, the decision-making and supervision were entrusted to Zhao Song.

Over the years, it has been the custom of the two clan brothers that Zhao Song would collect the income here and then have someone send it to Zhao Changyu, or Zhao Changyu would have arranged to write directly back and use the money and food.

Zhao Zhongyu sent a messenger over at this time in order to take over the fields and shops that Zhao Changyu had given to his second wife.

Zhao Song opened the list and saw a lot of scratches on it, and couldn't help but frowned, "Why is this?"

The messenger hurriedly said: "This is the land and shop that the master gave to Sanniang and Erlang. The land deed and house deed were given to Sanniang and Erlang."

Zhao Song went to look and found that the ancestral property had not been touched, and most of the remaining fields and shops had been allocated. Although the assets were divided thinly, he still nodded with satisfaction, "The patriarch loves the younger generation. Sanniang and Erlang are young. , It’s really time to get more assets to protect you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the housekeeper came in happily and reported: "Master Lang, the eldest daughter-in-law Sanniang and the future uncle have returned to Wubao."

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