"Old Village Chief, I'll be leaving first."
Xia Jie smiled and said goodbye to the old village chief when he came out of the abandoned brick factory in the village.
He was very satisfied with this place. It wasn't too far from his small courtyard. It would only take him fifteen minutes to get there on an electric scooter.
Moreover, the surroundings were relatively empty, so no one would be affected by the fireworks from the kiln.
"Alright, I'll find a few people later to help you tidy up and connect the water and electricity. If you want to use it, just use it!”
The old village chief said in embarrassment as he touched the pack of Greater China that Xia Jie had given him.
This child was really here. He was clearly giving money to the village. Why was he so polite?
"Old village chief, thank you so much for pulling me. Take care!”
Xia Jie waved his hand, turned around, and rode on his small electric stove, wobbling back.
50,000 yuan could be exchanged for the right to use this place for ten years.
Not a loss!
The kiln could be used after some modifications. As for the fuel, Xia Jie did not plan to use coal. Instead, he chose the fuel used to make traditional pottery: Wood.
Crouching Bull Mountain had the most wood, as long as it wasn't chopped down randomly.
This was the essence of traditional pottery. It would cause unpredictable and wonderful changes in the process of firing.
Yes, he did as he was told.
When he got home, he would go online to buy some tools. When the weather was better, he would go to the mountains to see if there was any clay that could be used to make pottery.
It would be best if he had it. If he didn't have it, he would go buy some Jingdezhen's kaolin. It wasn't expensive anyway.
This way, the raw materials, the venue, and the equipment would be complete. They could do a big job!
Xia Jie was filled with anticipation for this new skill.
However, on the way back, he encountered a little trouble.
Although the rain was getting lighter and lighter, the water on the mountain had already flowed down the stream that had been washed down all year round.
The stream that was originally only a foot deep when they came out was now almost up to their calves.
It was not easy to drive over, so Xia Jie simply got out of the car and raised the electric scooter high. Then, he stepped over the three-meter-wide stream.
"It's still a little inconvenient to do things on a rainy day!”
After crossing the stream, Xia Jie shook his head and muttered.
Fortunately, he had Bear Strength. Otherwise, he would have to go in a big circle.
When he reached the door and saw that the lights were on, Xia Jie could not help but raise his eyebrows.
"Who's inside? Could it be Little Dong? Or Da Yong?"
When she entered, she realized that she had guessed wrong. It was her grandfather.
"Grandpa, it's raining. What are you doing here? If there's anything, just give me a call and I'll go over!”
Xia Jie stopped the car and quickly went over to greet them.
"It's raining today. I guess you're too lazy to go out to buy vegetables, so I made some big bone soup that you like to eat and brought it to you!”
Xia Changjiang pointed at the table and smiled kindly.
After boiling the bone of the local pig and adding winter melon and seaweed, the taste was delicious.
Especially when he took a sip of the milky-white bone marrow inside, the freshness would definitely dance on his taste buds!
"Yes, Grandpa, don't worry. I'll definitely eat it all!”
Faced with the old man's concern, Xia Jie could only choose to express it with actions.
"Boohoo! I want to eat too!"
Qiuqiu, who was standing beside him, kept calling out when it saw Bonehead.
This dog wanted to chew on bones and grind its teeth. It was only right and proper. There was nothing wrong with it!
"Don't worry, you'll get your share later!"
Xia Jie smiled and kicked Qiuqiu with his foot. He wanted to come over and lick Qiuqiu, who was trying to express his goodwill, before he sat down at the dining table.
"Eat later. Why are your pants wet? Hurry up and change, don't catch a cold!"
Seeing Xia Jie's wet lower body, Xia Changjiang raised his hand and pointed.
"Oh, it was a rainy day, and the stream was full that day. I was too lazy to take a detour, so I crossed it directly.”
Xia Jie replied casually and then went in to change into a pair of big pants.
The trouble his grandson encountered was his own trouble. Naturally, he had to think of a way to help solve it.
While eating, Xia Changjiang thought for a moment and said,""That stream will flood whenever it rains. It's quite troublesome, and it's not convenient to go there usually. Jie, how about I make a wooden bridge?”
"Make a wooden bridge?"
Xia Jie was stunned.
To be honest, he had seen his grandfather make a lot of furniture, but he had never seen this wooden bridge before.
Were there still people making wooden bridges now?
"That's right. Let's make a wooden bridge. You can also take a video and send it to those people who like carpentry!”
Xia Changjiang said with certainty.
"Okay, then I'll listen to you. The next video will be about making a wooden bridge!”
Xia Jie nodded. Since the old man said it would work, it would definitely work!
"But if that's the case, the pumpkin Luban lock souvenir you mentioned might have to be delayed.”
Xia Changjiang added.
"Grandpa, don't worry. They've already agreed that we'll do 50 for 10,000 each. It's not urgent. We'll just do a few a month.”
Xia Jie said with a smile.
"Didn't you say 5,000? Why did it double?”
The old man was a little surprised. This Pumpkin Company was so rich?
"Hai, I only mentioned that the raw materials were not cheap, and they took the initiative to raise the price. There's no way to stop them!”
Xia Jie picked up a big bone and said as he chewed on it.
"That's fine. I'll go and collect some good red wood later. Since they spent money, we have to be honest and choose the best materials.”
Xia Changjiang said with principle.
"By the way, Grandpa, there's one more thing. Pumpkin Platform said that they invited a reporter from CCTV to do an exclusive interview with you. What do you think?”
Xia Jie said as he recalled Ma Da Kang's words last night.
"Inviting reporters? What interview?"
The old man was a little confused.
I'm just a carpenter who has dealt with wood all my life. What's there to visit?
"Grandpa, the Luban stool and Luban lock that you made have attracted widespread attention on the Internet, especially the foreigners.”
"That's why the platform wants to invite reporters to do an exclusive interview with you. It's a good thing to get on the news and expand your influence.”
Xia Jie explained.
There was a saying that people were afraid of being famous, pigs were afraid of being strong, and that was because they had no chance to be famous. If they really could become famous, how many would be unwilling?
"Little Jie, I think it's better to forget it. Grandpa only does some carpentry work. There's nothing worth bragging about. I don't have to trouble them to hire reporters.”
Xia Changjiang frowned and waved his hand.
"Grandpa, are you sure you don't want them to invite reporters? That was a central station, not a local station!”
Xia Jie repeated, afraid that the old man did not hear him clearly.
"Hai, you're already so old. What's the point of advertising? There's no need for that.”
Xia Changjiang said with certainty.
"Alright, I'll tell them later.”
Well, the old man really wasn't interested in being famous. He had the aura of Master Luban.
Seeing this, Xia Jie did not force himself and focused on gnawing on the big bone.
Grandpa's bone soup smells so good!
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