Chapter Forty-Three
Hao Donglai understood Gu Qing's meaning very much.
The cooperative relationship between the three people is relatively complicated, just like the Wei, Shu and Wu in the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Who can form alliances with, who will be hostile to, who will be in a distance, attack near and far, and unite with each other, and connect with each other. Countless changes in methods can make the relationship between the three parties complex and unpredictable.
Gu Qing has mastered core monopoly technology and is the largest shareholder, so he has the most say. Although the two businessmen have much wealth than Gu Qing, their status in this relationship is not as good as Gu Qing. They are not as cruel as others, and they are not as good as conspiracy or tricks. At worst, Gu Qing gave up his core technology and made the secret recipe public. Don’t do it anymore.
Under this situation, Gu Qing's tendency is very important. In Hao Donglai's understanding, Gu Qing intentionally tended to him.
This is a very obvious signal.
"Don't worry, I, Hao Dong, will buy the amount of porcelain clay required every month in the future."
Gu Qing's eyes flashed and he smiled and said, "It's too unreasonable to let Hao master the person. Shopkeeper Shi and I enjoy the success. If I have the chance in the future, I should also visit the officials of the Zhen Office. I hope that Shopkeeper Hao will introduce him."
Hao Donglai's smile froze, and then hurriedly said, "That's nature, that's nature."
After a pause, Hao Donglai added: "Introduction to the young man is a matter of Hao, but... Shi Daxing doesn't need to introduce him, right? He is busy with noble people, so he is afraid he can't take care of it."
Gu Qing smiled and said, "As far as you said, you and I only visit the person in charge."
Then Gu Qing and Hao Donglai looked at each other and laughed with ulterior motives.
The craftsman who was firing the kiln was invited down from the mountain and stood beside the cart. The craftsman grabbed the porcelain clay and put it between his fingers. He smelled the smell, studied it carefully for a while, and nodded to Gu Qing and Hao Donglai.
"It is the best porcelain clay. If it is made, it needs to be pinched by a craftsman, and a batch can be burned in three to four days."
Gu Qing smiled and said, "Then transport the porcelain clay up the mountain. You can start construction. You can't burn all the newly opened kilns. At least one kiln is left and then burn the pottery. Don't worry about profits first. Walking on both legs will be more stable."
Hao Donglai agreed, "Young Lord's words are reasonable. It is really hard to imagine that Young Lord's age is so sophisticated and steady. Hao has been traveling around the country for many years and is as steady as Young Lord. Hao has seen him for the first time in his life, and he is afraid that he will see the second one again in this life."
Gu Qing smiled. Rainbow farts still sound very pleasant. Of course, it is best to be calm after listening. Don’t take other people’s rainbow farts seriously. The business mutual blowjob model is limited to business. Whoever takes it seriously is stupid.
Without waiting for Gu Qing to greet him, the craftsmen and servants on the mountain stepped forward and took the initiative to pack trucks of porcelain clay in bamboo baskets and transported them to the mountain with manpower.
Gu Qing planned to come forward to help, but was politely stopped by several villagers.
"We will leave the rough work for us. You keep your energy to think about major issues. We will count on you for the good days of the neighbors in the village..." An old villager who lacked a palm smiled and stopped him with his bare arms, saying, "I will give you two wild boar legs at night, which were stored in the mountain goods last year. It was hung under the beam and dried for more than half a year, and it was chewy."
Another villager took the burden and took two steps to turn around and smiled: "Gu's kid, go to Song Gensheng's house for more than one thing. His father goes to the mountains to collect herbs all year round. Lao Shutou is not very good for treating diseases. He picked a lot of wild fruits and brewed a lot of wine quietly. You can speak to the door, Lao Shutou is stingy with others, but he won't treat you. His kid chases you every day and doesn't dare to offend you."
Gu Qing laughed and immediately said that he would visit Song Gensheng's house tonight with the purpose of raiding the house. He would definitely return with a full load and extort a few jars of good wine to share with everyone.
Gu Qing was in a good mood after laughing with the villagers.
I came alone in my previous life and walked alone. I had so many passers-by in my life and I had stayed in countless harbors. I was just a wanderer with no home. My heart could not be at peace. My life was so fulfilling and enjoyable in the steel jungle, but he was at a loss like a lost child, especially fearing that the days when the family reunite during the New Year were a hundred times lonely for him.
However, in this life, Gu Qing felt very friendly in this barren mountain village. He had become accustomed to the mountains and rivers here. The villagers here have regarded this place as their real hometown since then.
Feng Aweng squatted beside Gu Qing, squinted his eyes and looked at the scene of being busy. His mouth was grinning wide, revealing a yellow teeth.
"The life is getting better and better." Feng Aweng sighed with emotion: "A month ago, every household was so poor that it was hard to get rid of the pot. Last year, the harvest in the fields was not high. After paying the government's tax, the remaining funds should be in winter. I am still worried about what to do in winter. Could it be that all the old and young people in the village go to the county town to beg for food? Fortunately, you suddenly changed your mind and built a pottery kiln. The villagers have work to do, so they can save some money. The old man estimated that this year, even if they don't farm next year, they can barely survive. Moreover, the pottery kiln is built in our village. There is no end to work and no end to money. Haha, there is hope, there is hope."
Filled with Gu Qing's ear, Feng Aweng smiled mysteriously, "I heard that a matchmaker from another village came to the village yesterday and said he wanted to marry the children in the village. The unmarried girl in the village looks handsome and can manage her family and give birth to her, and they are willing to marry into our village. Haha, I haven't heard of a girl who is willing to marry into our village for many years. In the past few years, our village has been rolled everywhere. I only heard that the girl is trying hard to get married, but I have never seen a girl who takes the initiative to get married. It's a good thing! Our village is about to develop."
Gu Qing also smiled. He liked to listen to the villagers nagging about these family matters with him, and also liked Feng Aweng to show him out with a look of smugness and show off to him what changes the village had. He was not unfamiliar with these things, nor was he disgusted with them. He was just like talking about the trivial matters of his family, it was plain, but real, with a kind of family affection that was thicker than water.
"Don't worry, in the future, better days are still waiting for us. I'm about to burn porcelain and earn more. I'm considering that the wages of my neighbors will increase their work in the future. As long as I work hard, it will not be a problem to marry a wife and have children in the future."
Feng Aweng was overjoyed and slapped his thigh and said, "This is good news. It is rare that you still remember the affection of your neighbors when you have made your home. Everyone remembers your kindness."
After pausing, Feng Aweng said again: "It is said that you are sixteen years old this year and it's time to marry a family. When the matchmaker came yesterday, I planned to tell you a kiss first, but I always feel that you are not a thing in the pool and your future is limitless. If you marry a farmer girl, you may not be worthy of you in the future, so I will rest. You... won't blame me, right?"
Gu Qing's smile froze, pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "Feng Aweng, you almost repaid your grudges."
Chapter completed!