Chapter 203: Large purchase of china clay

"My third brother went to the kiln and will not go home today. If you want to see him, you will come back tomorrow." Qin Hao said sly.
Xia Qianqian counted: "Oh, let's go, I'll go again tomorrow."
Qin Hao limped away, and the noodle shop owner ran over and said, "Little girl, this is the overlord of Maoshi Town, you should go quickly!"
"Boss, you are very smart, you can see that I'm cheating him." Xia Qianqian smiled and gave the noodle shop a thumbs up.
"I have been in business for many years, and my eyesight is still good. You go quickly, and when he turns around, he finds that you lied to him, and he will come to make trouble again. You are a foreigner, helpless, and definitely not his opponent."
"Boss, thank you for your kindness. But I will delay a while." Xia Qianqian also knew that the local snake could not provoke him, and quickly hired two pallets. One went to the inn to install china clay, and the other went to the countryside to buy china clay with her.
Hiring a car, the speed of travel increased significantly. The coachman wearing Xia Qianqian came to a village next to the town. Almost every house was piled with porcelain clay, but the quality was not good.
By now, Xia Qianqian could no longer dislike it, and went to negotiate the price with a few farmers: "I am Xia Qianqian from Pingning Town, a neighboring county. Can your porcelain clay be supplied for a long time?"
"It can't be good." The farmer was quite honest. "Good china clay can only be sold to the Sun and Li families. Those who burn porcelain nearby can only buy the bad ones in the courtyard and go back and burn some coarse porcelain.
"It doesn't matter, I want this. I want to cooperate with it for a long time and buy at market price. But it needs to be delivered." Xia Qianqian said.
"Where is it delivered?" the farmers asked.
"Yangliu Village, Pingning Town, Linlang County," Xia Qianqian said.
The farmers shook their heads when they heard: "No, that's too far."
"I will pay for the trip." Xia Qianqian said quickly.
The farmers are still unwilling: "It takes three days to send it there, which is too much delay."
Xia Qianqian is helpless, digging porcelain clay is not the main income of farmers, they focus on growing crops. It's okay in the slack season, but when the spring starts, crops will be planted and no one wants to deliver them.
"Little girl, if you want to burn porcelain, build a porcelain kiln nearby, so you don't have to run back and forth." The coachman suggested.
Xia Qianqian also had this idea, but she quickly rejected it. In such a large Maoshi town, apart from the Song and Qin families, they can only burn coarse porcelain. What does it mean? The Song and Qin families do not allow others to burn fine porcelain!
If she built a kiln here, she would be working against the Song and Qin family, and there would be no fruit to eat. We can only stock up on china clay during the slack years ago!
Xia Qianqian gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, you can give me some first, and now there is no work in the slack farmland, okay? I will pay 300 yuan for a car to pay for the toll!"
Three hundred dollars! Not to mention the coachman, even the farmers’ eyes shined: "Really?"
"Naturally it is true. I will pay the china clay money and half of the road fare first, and you will go on the road with me." Xia Qianqian said.
"Row!"
The farmers finally agreed to deliver the goods, and Xia Qianqian began to pick china clay from house to house. Even if they are inferior products, there are also grades, so she tries to pick a better one to buy.
Picking and picking, time passed, and it was midday in a blink of an eye. Xia Qianqian bought ten carts of china clay in one go, and didn't spend the money for waiting for that cart of china clay in the morning.
Alas, quality determines price!
To purchase porcelain clay, you still have to wait for the farmers to find carts and horses. Today, you must be in Maoshi Town.
Xia Qianqian frowned with worry, worried that Qin Hao would make it impossible to buy porcelain clay.
"Miss Xia, we can go back to the town first, let them gather in the town tomorrow morning, and then set off." The coachman suggested.
So far, it can only be so. Xia Qianqian made an appointment with the farmers to return to the town first.