When Yang Jun came back from his run, Lao Wu and three masons were preparing to lay the floor tiles.
The floor tiles of today are not as smooth as the floor tiles of later generations, and they are also smaller in size.
The floor tiles that Lao Wu brought were not only small in size, but also not smooth at all. Such floor tiles would be considered defective products in later generations. As long as it was cloudy and rainy, a fishy odor would fill the house.
"I said Brother Five, don't you have any better floor tiles?"
"Man, isn't this good? Ask around in the market and you'll find that this floor tile is of upper-middle quality. The little money you gave me is only enough to buy something of this quality."
Lao Wu picked up a floor tile and looked at it, then said to Yang Jun,
"Man, if you want to replace the floor tiles with better ones, it's not impossible, but I'm afraid you won't spend the money."
"I heard that there are better floor tiles? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"We are all people who live a good life. There is no need to spend so much money. These floor tiles are enough." Lao Wu looked like he was thinking about Yang Jun.
"You don't have to worry about money, you just need to lay the best floor tiles for me."
Is Yang Jun short of money?
Lao Wu looked around and saw no one around, then whispered,
"A brother of mine has a 'gold brick' in his hand, which is the same as your courtyard wall bricks, but the price is a bit expensive."
"Then what are you talking about? Take me to see your brother."
When Yang Jun heard about BRIC, he immediately smiled.
He doesn't want to have so many compromises in his life.
When Lao Wu saw this, he saw that Yang Jun wanted gold bricks, so he turned around and explained to the plasterers, and then led Yang Jun out.
After a while, the two came to a remote alley, looked at the door of the innermost house, and then knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" A rude voice came from the yard.
"I, Lao Wu."
The door creaked open.
A tall, rough-looking middle-aged man walked out of the room.
The middle-aged man first glanced at Yang Jun warily, and then said to Lao Wu with a smile on his face,
"Fifth brother, what do you want from me?"
"Heisan, this is my master's house. He wants to see the goods in your hand."
"Fifth brother, what are you talking about? I can't understand you. Who are you talking about?" Hei San asked pretending to be confused.
"Okay, Heisan, if it's not someone you can trust, I won't bring him here." Lao Wu waved his hand to Heisan, telling him to rest assured.
"Hey, fifth brother, look at what you said. I can't believe anyone, and I can't believe you." Hei San immediately changed his face and leaned to the side: "Come in."
Yang Jun followed Lao Wu in.
This is a detached house with three rooms in the back, two rooms in the west wing on the left, and a broken shed in the front of the yard.
Hei San led them to the broken shed, cleared away the messy things blocking the outside, and then uncovered a piece of linoleum.
Pulled out a floor tile and handed it over.
"Authentic 'gold bricks', exclusively for the royal family."
Lao Wu glanced at the floor tiles, nodded to Yang Jun, and then handed him the gold bricks in his hand.
Yang Jun took it and looked at both sides. Is this a gold brick?
Gold bricks are not yellow as people imagine, but are in the shape of black gold, with a dark surface that does not reflect light under sunlight.
Yang Jun carried it with one hand and knocked it with the other hand.
"Knocking makes a sound, breaking makes no holes."
Yang Jun knocked on it and knew it was a real gold brick. It seemed that today was not in vain.
This kind of gold bricks are paved all over the Imperial City, and even the underground floor is paved with three floors.
Hei San's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw what Yang Jun had said.
"Okay, I didn't expect my brother to be an expert. I'm not bragging to you. My ancestors, the third black ancestor, have been making gold bricks for eight generations. These things were all carried back from the cave dwellings piece by piece by our ancestors."
"The materials used for the gold bricks are exquisite. They are yellow clay from Chenghu Lake in Linyang. They are sticky but not loose, powdery but not sandy. The production process is extremely complicated. It requires 29 processes and takes nearly 700 days to be fired."
Yang Jun was sure that these were real gold bricks, and no longer listened to Black Three's nonsense, he asked directly,
"How much is one piece?"
"If this number is less, we won't sell it." Hei San glanced at Lao Wu, and then made the sign eight with his hand.
A gold brick costs eight yuan, which is simply unimaginable in the eyes of ordinary people.
In the market, an ordinary floor tile only costs 15 cents, a better one only costs 30 cents, and the Black Sanyi outlet costs 8 yuan. This is a rhythm that will scare people away.
"Five yuan." Yang Jun counter-offered.
"Eight yuan, don't give up a penny. Everyone I sell to is the same price. If you don't believe me, ask Fifth Brother." Hei San looked like he wouldn't give up the price.
"Brother Yang, Heisan usually sells it at this price, and as I said just now, it's not worth buying such expensive floor tiles. A few cents a piece can last a lifetime." Lao Wu advised from the side.
Hei San saw Yang Jun's wanting look, and then he said,
"What I'm saying to this brother is that I'm not asking for a high price on purpose, but this brick is worth this price. These gold bricks were brought back from the brick kiln piece by piece by my ancestors at the risk of losing their heads."
Yang Jun also understood that in a feudal society with strict classes, ordinary people could not afford BRIC. Even if you were rich, you could not escape the restrictions of class.
The Third Black Ancestor all fired gold bricks in the imperial kiln. He really risked losing his head to get these gold bricks. The price was so high, so it was certainly worth it.
"Okay, eight yuan, just eight yuan."
Seeing that Heisan refused to give in, Yang Jun knew that he couldn't negotiate a price, so he readily agreed.
"I'll pay you 1,000 yuan first, and the rest will be refunded or compensated." Yang Jun ordered a thousand yuan and handed it over.
The new house is only about 70 square meters, with upper and lower compartments and floor tiles on top. The two floors add up to nearly 150 square meters. According to the price of eight yuan for a gold brick, it costs about 1,200 yuan. He gave 1,000 first and the rest.
I will pay after the house is renovated.
Seeing Yang Jun happily paying for money, Hei San kept smiling from ear to ear, almost reaching behind his ears. His thumb stuck some saliva in his mouth, and he counted them one by one.
"Brother, don't worry, if you use it well, I'll give you a cheaper price if you come back later."
"Okay, it's settled." Yang Jun thought that after the renovation of his new house, he would also renovate the old house after the new year. Then he would come to Heisan and it would be cheaper.
Yang Jun, Lao Wu, Hei San and others discussed the transportation details, and then rode to the factory alone.
Before I even entered the office door, I heard Lao Wei's voice in the corridor training people in the office.
Yang Jun listened for a while, probably scolding the clerks and purchasing specialists in the Purchasing Department for their poor performance.
Yang Jun thought for a while and decided not to disturb Old Wei.
In the past two days, my group of workers used the excuse of going out to look for food to wander around the streets, and some even went to visit relatives blatantly.
Let Lao Wei sort things out.
Yang Jun returned to the office, first turned on the stove, and then filled it with water.
After a while, the water boiled. Yang Jun made tea and checked that the time was almost up, so he took his lunch box and went to the cafeteria to eat.
