Chapter 21 One thing drops one thing

Lu Mengji didn't hear it. He squatted on the ground and picked up the flower pot and tapped it a few times in his ear. "The luster of the pot surface is not bad, and the sound is crisp enough. Overall, the quality is good, and the shape is also qualified."

"Uncle Li, I think it's okay. Let's make a batch, but it's better to improve the appearance. It would be better if it can integrate some flexibility beyond these flower pots," Lu Mengji turned back to Li Dazhuang, and then turned to Su Xunian, "Master Su, the drawings should still be still in your hands."

"Yeah," Su Xunian was surprised to see that the buyer was a woman, but when he saw that Li Dazhuang kept wink at him, he quickly took out the drawing from his arms and handed it to Lu Mengjian.

"These flower pots are still thick and dignified and generous, but these kinds are combined with the appearance of these flower pots, so that they can show their beauty without being petty. Master Su, what do you think?" Lu Mengji pointed to Su Xunian one by one by pointing to the flower pot pattern on the drawing. After saying that, Su Xunian, who had been making pottery all his life, was impressed.

After listening to Lu Mengzhu's description of the flower pot pattern, even Li Dazhuang and his wife standing beside them couldn't help opening their mouths. They only knew how to mold the clay embryo and put it into the kiln to burn it, which became a bowl for daily use. Unexpectedly, there was so much knowledge in it, and they were stunned to hear it.

The two sides discussed for an hour before finally finaling the style of the flower pot. There is only one flower pot of each style, and there are fifteen of them. Su Xunian had never made a flower pot before, but the pricing became a problem. He hesitated to propose 30 yuan for a flower pot. Lu Mengjian did not know the market price and was thinking about how to open his mouth, but he saw Aunt Li frowned.

"30 articles is really too expensive. What's more, we have to do so much this time, and the settlement is worth our family's half a year. Master Su, do you think it can be cheaper?" Aunt Li thought of Lu Mengjian and said it bluntly. Unexpectedly, Li Dazhuang pulled her sleeve in a hurry when she heard it, but what she said was like water spilled out. No matter how much Aunt Li regretted it, she could not recover it.

Su Xunian was a little male chauvinist. When he saw Li Dazhuang bringing two women to burn the kiln, he felt unlucky. When he heard Aunt Li say this, he immediately pulled his face down.

"Since Mrs. Lin's family is not rich, why do you have to learn from those rich families to burn flower pots? Looking at your young age, I advise you not to come out with a few small money, but go back to support your family honestly!" After Su Xunian finished speaking, he glanced at Aunt Li and walked to Li Dazhuang, "Brother, Su is not good at doing things. You'd better find someone else to do it."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Su, Aunt Li is straightforward. I hope you don't mind. This flower pot is 30 cents a piece. Maybe I will bother you more to help you in the future. This is some of the intention of the slave family. Please accept it." Lu Mengji nodded, and Li Dazhuang quickly took out a small piece of silver from his arms and stuffed it into Su Xunian's hand.

"This is half a taels of silver. Please put it away, Mr. Su." Li Dazhuang's forehead oozed with some sweat. Seeing Su Xunian taking over the silver taels, he wiped it nervously and wiped it again. If his mother-in-law hadn't talked too much, I'm afraid he would have pressed down the price a little. However, it is said that Master Su has a strange temperament, and it is not true at first sight today.

"That's it. Take it in three days." After saying that, Su Xunian smiled reluctantly and sent the three people out.

Lu Mengjian saw that his hands were empty and couldn't help but have some doubts, "Uncle Li, there is no contract. What if we can't get the goods in three days?"

"How can it be? I've lived for so many years and haven't heard of this. Don't worry, we don't have those bad intentions," Li Dazhuang smiled. Although Lu Mengji is still a little worried, it is not convenient to doubt it again. The three of them walked down the mountain together and marked the several piles they were optimistic about in the morning. I'll take it home later.

After careful cultivation these days, some fast-growing flower buds have grown nearly half a finger high, which is very pleasant. When Lin Daimo left Lin's house, he was busy helping his father take care of the stone business day by day. Although there was never a shortage of flowers in the Lin mansion garden, Lin Daimo never carefully appreciated it. Even if it was gorgeous and eye-catching, it was just a decoration.

Maybe my mood is not the same as in the past. Today, when I look at these magnificent flower seedlings, I am faintly happy, and I squatted on the ground like Lu Mengji for a long time.

Suddenly heard Lu Mengji's voice. Lin Daimo seemed to have done something wrong and quickly stood up and walked into the room, but squatted together for too long. He couldn't help but feel dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Finally, he rushed into the room before Lu Mengji entered the door. Because he walked too fast, his heart beat very fast.

"Lin Daimo," Lu Mengjie completed a task and came easily like a butterfly, "Hey, lazy worm, wake up."

"Well, what's the matter?" Lin Daimo rubbed his eyes and turned around, looking sleepy.

"I'm happy today. Why don't we celebrate and say what you want to eat and I'll do it," the excitement on Lu Mengjian's face was clear.

"What, have you finished those messy flower pots you painted?" Lin Daimo's tone was indifferent, and his face was as plain as usual, and even the corners of his eyes showed a trace of disdain.

"Please, that's called drawings, but for the sake of my good mood today, I don't care about these. What do you want to eat? By the way, I invited Aunt Li and the others to come over for dinner together. Obviously, the matter has already been decided, and he, the male master, has not been consulted at all.

"I'm not feeling well today. You can eat," Lin Daimo's mood fell down inexplicably. Looking back on the past, Lin Daimo has always been the heir of the Lin family. Everyone knows that he is the heir of the Lin family, and even many fathers have to consult him before making decisions. But now, his father has become the adoptive father, and he is no longer the high-ranking young master of the Lin family, and he even needs a slave to be a slave. The girl is in charge of family affairs.

"Whatever you want, don't sing an empty city plan to beg for food for a while," Lu Mengji turned around and walked to the kitchen carelessly.

"Empty city plan?" Lin Daimo looked at Lu Mengji doubtfully. Some novel words came out of the woman's mouth and were unheard of.

"Well, it's just that the stomach can sing," Lu Mengjian knew that he was saying the wrong thing and hurriedly covered it up. It seems that it's better to pay more attention when talking to people in this world.

Lu Mengjian's fried diced meat was chopped into fine minced meat, and then made some leeks sent by Aunt Li to make dumplings and put them aside to dry. I picked up ready-made cabbage vermicelli and stewed a pot of vegetables with some pork, and stir-fried a leek egg. Fortunately, Lu Mengji learned several dishes at home, otherwise she really couldn't be today's housewife.

was busy. Aunt Li brought Zhonger over first. Seeing Lu Mengjian busy in the kitchen alone, she washed her hands and helped burn dumplings. After a while, Li Dazhuang brought a large plate of chicken, put it on the table and smelled a strong fragrance.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing?" Lu Mengjian knew that it was the little hen that had not yet laid eggs in Li Dazhuang's family. In the afternoon, she wanted to invite the Li family to dinner and thank her. Unexpectedly, Li Dazhuang killed the hen as a return gift. In contrast, it seemed that the food she prepared was too vulgar.

"This chicken has been raised for a long time and has not laid eggs. It's just a waste of food and has wanted to dispose of it for a long time, but Zhong'er's father has never been free. He happens to have free today and just made it to mend Mr. Lin's body." Aunt Li added firewood to the stove and explained. Although she said so, she looked at the chicken on the plate, but in her heart If it hadn't been for the near mess today, Zhong'er's father would have to stew chicken to make up for it.

When the food was served, Zhong'er was already hungry and drooling, staring at the large plate of dumplings on the table. He still remembered the pasta sent by his sister last time. However, Lin Daimo has never been on the table. Zhong'er remembered the words that Aunt Li had taught before. The host family must not move the chopsticks before moving the chopsticks, so he could only sit quietly in his seat and watch the dishes dry and swallow.

"Zhong'er, go and call Brother Lin to come to dinner," Lu Mengji knew Lin Daimo's bad temper and didn't want to hit the muzzle of the gun again, so he sent Zhong'er to be a lobbyist. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhonger walked to the bed, she heard Lin Daimo say without looking back, "I said I wouldn't eat if I didn't eat."

"Brother, my sister asked me to invite you to dinner..." Zhonger didn't know what he had done wrong, and the little child began to sob as he spoke. Lin Daimo didn't know that Zhong'er stood in front of the bed and hurriedly got up to dry the tears on Zhong'er's face, comforting and apologizing. Finally, he followed Zhong'er to the dinner table.

"Sure enough, one thing falls another," Lu Mengzhi looked at the obvious traces of Zhonger's crying and thought to himself that although Lin Daimo was indifferent on the surface, at least he was not a ruthless person.

The two families ate for the first time, and there was no difference between men and women. Although Lin Daimo had been used to eating at the same table with Lu Mengji before, he was inevitably a little uncomfortable. Li Dazhuang's family usually eats at the same table, and the small family usually doesn't pay so much attention to it, so it's just a little formal.

Zhong'er has long been greedy for the chubby dumplings on the table. Seeing that everyone finally moved their chopsticks, she raised their chopsticks and filled a dumpling into her mouth. Unexpectedly, the dumplings were hot and hot. Zhong'er opened her mouth and puffed straight into her mouth. She was reluctant to spit it out, and tears were about to flow out. Lu Mengji hurriedly found a glass of cold water to save the emergency.

A table of people looked at Zhong'er devouring, and then they let go of their arms to eat and drink. Lu Mengji took the liquor from the city and filled it for the two men. Before Lin Daimo recovered, he took a few sips symbolically. With the drunken into the stomach, the words between men gradually increased.

I don't know what happened in the village, and I found Zhao Tieshu's house because of the disappearance of Lu Mengjian a few days ago. As a result, I accidentally made the marriage between the crazy girl and the second stunned. I heard that Lu Mengjian's pink face turned red. Li Dazhuang talked about what he had seen and heard when he had been selling mountain goods in the city over the years.