poor family prodigal

Liu Zhigao narrowed his eyes: "Li Buyi is getting up again in the court."

Li Buyi, the head of the Li family and Li Shihan's father.

The Liu and Li families have been friends for many years, until the Li family fell into trouble.

"Father has a sharp eye!"

Liu Jianye nodded and chuckled: "Your Majesty sent me a letter a while ago. Uncle Buyi is a close friend and has become the left prime minister of the DPRK. The emperor supports the left prime minister to fight with the right prime minister, and he has the potential to replace him. If the left prime minister is in control, uncle Buyi will surely prosper. , as long as I become the son-in-law of the Li family, the Liu family will be able to rise above the elite and become a prominent family in the county, or even an aristocratic family."

"Is the news reliable?"

Liu Zhigao paced with his hands behind his back: "Li Buyi has been in office for many years, with ups and downs. He has never lasted three years. How long can he last this time? If there is another raid on the family, the Liu family will be destroyed. .”

Liu Jianye had an ambitious look on his face: "Father, wealth can only be gained through risk. If you want to lead the Liu family to become a county magistrate and a noble family, how can you not take risks at all?"

Liu Zhigao sighed: "The Li family has suffered several catastrophes, and the Liu family has drawn a clear line. The friendship between the family members has long been exhausted. You used this strategy to get Shihan first, and the Li family loves him. How could you not? I admit you. If I just deal with that kid, will Shihan agree? If she was willing to come back, the Li family would have taken her back long ago."

"She was unwilling at the time, but she must have changed her mind now!"

"Oh?"

Liu Jianye hummed: "I asked someone to inquire about it. That boy often abused her. She was in tears all day long. How could she not want to escape from the misery? Besides, even if she doesn't want to, if that boy is gone, I will come to marry her again. , I have been my childhood sweetheart since I was a child, but she still doesn’t throw herself into my arms.”

"Just do it!"

Liu Zhigao looked cold and stern: "You are the reading seed of the Liu family. You must cherish feathers. Don't touch such dirty things in the future. Someone in the family will do it for you."

……

For three days in a row, the door of the Zhao family's blacksmith shop was closed tightly, and there were sounds of banging, crackling, and buzzing grinding coming from inside. No one knew what was going on.

Snapped!

Wang Jian smashed a ball of clay onto the stone slab!

"Wang Yuan, I spent one day and thirty guan to buy you a load of thrush stone, a load of clay, a load of quartz, a jar of sand, and a load of yellow wax stone; my father spent five loads of coal, It took two days to help you burn yellow wax stone and quartz; Erhu helped you push and grind for three days, and his tired tongue hung out before grinding all these materials into powder; you actually have them to play with mud, you are worthy of us Is it hard for three people to work for three days, you prodigal cousin!"

Zhao Qinghe had his hands on his small waist, a pair of undulating peaks, his oval face was flushed, and his big eyes looked fiercely at Wang Yuan who was playing in the mud.

Uncle Zhao Dachui said with a straight face: "Qinghe, why are you talking to your cousin? Yuan'er must have his own reasons for playing in the mud, don't disturb him!"

Ever since Wang Yuan poured yellow mud into brown sugar to get white sugar, he felt that there was a hidden meaning in every move of his nephew.

Erhu, who had worked the hardest in the past three days, was also advising: "Sister Qinghe, we have to believe in Brother Yuan, he must be different from others when he plays in the mud!"

"It's different. Others don't spend money to play with mud. He spent nearly [-] yuan on all the ingredients and labor, not counting it!"

Zhao Qinghe's little mouth was so pouty that it could hang a teapot.

After grinding the five ingredients into powder, she thought Wang Yuan was going to make something!

As a result, Wang Yuan was just wrestling with mud and playing here for almost a day.

Spending fifty pounds playing in the mud makes my cousin even more prodigal than before.

Wang Yuan explained: "I am making a small furnace for refining molten iron!"

Zhao Qinghe hummed: "You need a blast furnace to refining molten iron. You need to use this mud to make a small furnace that can melt molten iron. I can do whatever you want me to do in the future!"

"Then I will remember!"

Wang Yuan chuckled.

After leaving the county government that night, he didn't go anywhere else and went directly to his uncle's house.

After encountering a thief and having a grudge with the powerful Liu family, Wang Yuan felt vaguely uneasy.

Reminds me of the scene when Dahu used the jujube stick and his combat power soared!

Wang Yuan is preparing to forge a sharp blade to increase the combat effectiveness of the three of them as much as possible.

As a result, when I asked my uncle, I found that the iron-smelting technology in this world is extremely poor, and steel has not even been refined yet!

You can make ordinary weapons, but you can make a sharp blade that cuts through iron like mud, no way!

There is no other choice but to make steel.

Steelmaking requires molten iron, and the blacksmith shop does not have a blast furnace, so it needs to make a 'graphite clay crucible'.

Fortunately, the recipe is not complicated, and Wang Yuan knows what these ingredients were called in ancient times.

Graphite, thrush.

Silica, clay.

Borax, Pengsha.

Silica, quartz.

Waxstone has the same name in ancient and modern times.

Purchasing the materials is only the first step. The difficult part is firing the materials, grinding them into powder, and mixing them into mud!

The mud is also taken to the porcelain kiln, and a master porcelain maker is asked to pull the clay and dry it in the shade.

The follow-up work will take at least ten days to produce the graphite clay crucible.

Fortunately, the remaining work only needed to be paid. Wang Yuan left it to his cousin and uncle, and dragged his exhausted body away from the Zhao family's blacksmith shop!

……

At the gate of the city, Wang Yuan and Erhu met with the fish sellers of Dawang Village.

"Brother Yuan, we sold for thirty guan today. There is still strength in numbers!"

Wang Sihai was in high spirits.

After getting the money back, I met the county magistrate again and stayed in a hotel in the city.

When he returned to Dawangzhuang, even the patriarch Wang Bizhong's eyes changed when he looked at him, and his sister-in-law even gave him foot-washing water at night.

Everyone no longer calls him Sihai, Xiaohai, or Haizi when they see him, but calls him Brother Hai, Vice Captain, and Uncle Hai.

He is now in high spirits and is responsible for leading the fish sales team.

A fishing team of thirty people can catch up to [-] jins a day and sometimes [-] to [-] jins a day.

A small part goes to the market to sell, and the majority comes to the county town to sell.

"Brother Yuan, are you quite tired these days?"

Ten villagers from the fish selling team stepped forward to greet Wang Yuan with narrowed eyes.

"I'm a little tired!"

Wang Yuan nodded carelessly.

For three days, the two tigers and uncle did a lot of work, and he only helped.

But my predecessor was in poor health and was very tired from doing small jobs.

However, even though he was tired every day, he still insisted on standing and could barely stand for a quarter of an hour.

The villager looked at Erhu again and winked: "Erhu, you must be exhausted too!"

"Yes, how did you know? Brother Yuan and I have been really tired these three days!"

For three days, breaking rocks and grinding mills were heavy tasks, and Erhu still looked exhausted.

"hey-hey!"

The villagers had a wretched smile on their faces.

"Sihai, what's going on with them? Why didn't Dahu come to sell fish together?"

Feeling that the villagers were a little strange and there was no big tiger in the team, Wang Yuan frowned.

Wang Sihai looked sarcastic: "Brother Yuan, I don't know some bastard who went back and talked nonsense, saying that you were not with us that night and that you took Erhu to Goulan. Now it is spread in Beiping Township that you have been talking for the past three days. In Goulan; Aunt Hong doesn’t allow Dahu to go into the city to sell fish, because she’s afraid you’ll take him to Goulan too.”

"I#……"

Wang Yuan wanted to curse.

These days, he has been working hard to create the image of a prodigal son returning home.

As a result, I went to Goulan to play pass every three days, and the character of the prodigal son became more stable.

Erhu became anxious on the spot: "Why would I, a good man like Wang Polu, go to a place like Goulan!"

"Erhu, it is precisely because you are a good man that you go to the hook!"

"It's useless if the woman is gone!"

"Admit it, you just said that you and Wang Yuan have been very tired for the past three days. We also have wives, so we all understand!"

"If you hadn't gone to Goulan, then where have you been for the past three days?"

The villagers chased and beat him fiercely!

"us……"

Erhu choked on his words.

Brother Yuan said that he couldn't tell anyone about the blacksmith shop.

The villagers shook their heads and chuckled. They were speechless. They must have gone to the hook!

Wang Sihai said again: "Brother Yuan, the news about you overthrowing Liu Youcai has spread throughout Beiping Township!"

"What's the impact?"

"The impact has been great! Brother Yuan, who is Liu Youcai? When the villagers saw him, they were so frightened that they ran away; when the local dogs saw him, they ran away with their tails between their legs; when the children heard his name, they did not dare to shed tears. You can pull it After defeating him, he was imprisoned, tattooed and sent to the army, and he became the most ruthless person in our Beiping Township. Now parents are frightening their children, and they don’t even say that Liu Youcai is coming, they all say that Wang Yuan is coming!"

"Cough cough!"

"And the clan leader?"

"What happened to the patriarch!"

"I heard that you sent Liu Youcai in, and the clan leader fell on the spot!"

"It must be slippery!"

"...Well! Brother Yuan, there is one more thing!"

"what!"

"There are rumors that you went to Goulan, and sister-in-law Shihan also knows about it!"

"...Go back and check, which bastard started the rumor? I'm going to fucking kill him! My wife is so beautiful, I'm mentally retarded to check the fence."