Chapter 163: Hand over or not
Another clay oven fell to the ground.
The steward stretched out his hand to stop them, but did not dare to pull the three old craftsmen.
The county magistrate is here. If they use force, wouldn't they be bullying others? Besides, this is what they agreed to let the craftsmen inspect.
“Second Master.” The steward had no choice but to ask for help from Xie Chonghai who rushed over.
Each of those clay stoves sells for at least 600 coins.
What's the point of smashing it like this?
Besides, they couldn’t make a request to the Liu family.
The shop is open, and we are just waiting for the tandoor to be pulled over. If we don’t see the tandoor today, it will really make people laugh.
The Xie family cannot afford to lose this person.
"What's wrong with this clay stove?" Xie Chonghai suppressed his anger and asked several old craftsmen pretending to be calm.
These three old craftsmen, like the three elders in the clan, stood there with firm eyes and unquestionable expressions on their faces. Especially when they glanced at the young craftsmen, their eyes were so intense that they did not dare to speak.
Mr. Wei spoke first and said: "Let's not talk about your big circle. There are too many places that have not been burned. After all, what you are making is an ordinary clay stove, so there is no need to worry about it."< br>
“But can’t you see these fine lines on the inner layer? Don’t think that there are only a few lines on a clay stove. What will happen when the Buddhist charcoal is put in and burned?”
“Sell it. It’s okay for a month or two, but what happens next? According to Mrs. Xie’s rules, even a clay oven that is better than this will still have to be smashed.”
As he spoke, Mr. Wei picked up another one and threw it to the ground.
The county magistrate looked at the debris on the ground and was stunned. He couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xie Yuyan.
Xie Yuyan said: "In Yang's porcelain kiln, more than 80% of the clay ovens that can be used after inspection must be high and low. There will be rewards and punishments. The clay ovens that are smashed every day will also leave pottery fragments for future use. Check.” "
Xie Yuyan looked at Xie Chonghai: "If Mr. Xie doesn't believe it, you can go to Yang's porcelain kiln and see what the clay stove made by Yang looks like. Are there any fine lines on your clay stove? "
"You can see," Mr. Wei said, "In this kiln, only the five clay ovens closest to the fire are not fired well. They have been smashed by us. The broken porcelain is still there. Even the broken porcelain is better than what you fired here." "It's much better."
"Look at this," another Yao said, "the holes are enlarged when the fire is introduced."
Xie Chonghai's heart was beating wildly, his eyes were on fire, and he wanted to push these old bones into the kiln and burn them.
Obviously the clay stove can be used, but they grasped the slightest flaw and refused to let it go.
“I don’t have to go,” Xie Chonghai said. “You come prepared and you will naturally run the Yang’s porcelain kiln properly.”
"Since Mr. Xie thinks it's unfair," Xie Yuyan looked at the county magistrate, "why don't we two pottery kilns put the clay furnaces fired in one place for inspection every time."
"No matter whose family it is. As long as the clay oven is not burned well, it will be smashed before being sent to the shop for sale. However, how many clay ovens are burned out every day will be posted at the door of the shop to inform everyone. ”
"If you think it's unfair," Xie Yuyan looked at the county magistrate, "the government office is taking the lead on this matter, so we might as well report it to the city magistrate and let the city inspector come to testify."
The county magistrate felt a shiver in his heart. .
The county government came out to ask Mrs. Xie to make a clay stove, and now Mrs. Xie dragged the county government out again... He couldn't open his mouth to refuse. It was like there was yellow mud on my hands and I couldn't shake them off.
Ms. Xie made them truly understand that things that come for free are not so easy to get.
Xie Chonghai clenched his fists and his joints creaked. This situation had been set up since Xie Yuyan came up with the method, and it was destined that the Xie family would not get any benefits.
Thinking about it again and again, Xie Chonghai took a deep breath to calm down a little: "This is the first kiln fired by our Xie family. Mrs. Xie came to us with a clay stove that she has fired many times. It’s hard to compare.”
Xie Yuyan said: “I also bought two more pottery kilns. Mr. Xie, guess why my two pottery kilns haven’t started firing clay ovens yet.”
"Master Xie hurriedly burned the earthen stove and took it to the shop to sell it. For what purpose?"
Why else?
Xie Chonghai found it ridiculous, but he would not speak easily. The Xie Yuyan in front of him was really difficult to offend, and she would catch him if he was not careful.
“For business?” Xie Yuyan’s eyes darkened when he said this, “If it is for this, I don’t think the Xie family should take over this clay stove from the government office to make it.”
Xie Chonghai stared at Xie Yuyan coldly: "You are using strong words to make excuses. Is it possible that your Yang family sells clay stoves for free?"
"Of course I need money," Xie Yuyan said, "but I am not focused on profit, at least not profit-oriented." , under such a gaze, even the county magistrate actually lowered his eyes subconsciously.
“If I were doing business, I would have grasped the method of making a clay oven tightly in the palm of my hand.”
“If I was doing business, I would not have hired workers. He must be paid at least one hundred coppers a day."
"Of course he will not agree with Master Zhiyuan that the profit shall not exceed 30%."
"It's really for business and money. I don't have to stand here today and waste so many words with Mr. Xie."
"Only Yang's Porcelain Kiln in Daming Prefecture can bake this clay oven."
After saying this, Xie Yuyan stared at Xie Chonghai: "I dare to ask Mr. Xie, if it were your Xie family, would you be willing to come up with the method of firing a clay oven?"
Xie Chonghai was so shocked His gaze sent chills down his spine, but he knew he couldn't back down at this time. So he mustered up his strength and said, "Of course I will."
Xie Yuyan suddenly laughed when he heard this.
But in Xie Chonghai's eyes, that smile was like a sharp blade, piercing directly into his eyes.
Xie Yuyan was afraid that Xie Chonghai would not agree.
"Okay," Xie Yuyan said, "Then take it out, Mr. Xie!"
Xie Chonghai frowned and said subconsciously: "What?" Is Xie Yuyan stupid? She had already sent the instructions for making the clay oven to the government office. What did she ask him to hand over?
Xie Yuyan said: "Xie's method of firing porcelain."
Xie Chonghai was stunned for a long time, thinking over and over what Xie Yuyan said, and finally... he understood. Xie Yuyan asked him to show him the method of firing porcelain in Xie's porcelain kiln.
"You... are really crazy," Xie Chonghai said, "The Xie family has the largest porcelain kiln in Daming Prefecture, and the whole family is firing porcelain... You actually asked us to..."
"What's wrong?" Xie Yuyan said, "The Yang's porcelain kiln only produces clay pots. The Yang family also relies on the porcelain kiln to make a living. Is my clay pot not a good business?"
"If not, it's a good deal. Business, why are the Xie family so anxious to buy so many pottery kilns?”
After saying this, Xie Yuyan looked solemn: “Master Xie, do you want to take it or not?”