The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

The peddler thought what was so interesting about the kiln, this guy was really weird, but it was indeed boring to sell things here every day, since someone wanted to see it, he might as well take him to see it.

He asked the person next to him to look at the things he wanted to sell, and then brought the ceramics to his own kiln.

When Zhang from Ceramics came to their family's kiln, he thought, no wonder it had been passed down for seven generations. It was indeed one of the better kilns he had ever seen. Later generations should have repaired it frequently, otherwise it would not be still usable today.

Although this type of kiln can produce relatively good products, it takes a long time to reach the temperature for firing ceramics.

I don't know how many times I have to make a strange-shaped thing like a squat toilet before I can succeed. It seems that using their kiln to bake things will take a long time.

"Hey, young man, can I borrow your kiln to bake something? I will pay you."

The young man was quite generous. It was just a few things, so it was okay to help burn them. "No reward required."

Someone pulled the young man aside and said, "How can you agree to such a thing? What if the product is not made well and he tells others that it was fired in your kiln? That would bring shame to your family."

"Besides, this person is unfamiliar and we don't know his background, so it's better to be cautious."

The young man knew that this was for his own good, otherwise he wouldn't have said so much, "I'll be careful."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, the man shook his head and left.

The young man turned around and said, "I won't take the money."

Zhang was determined to give it to me, so I had to accept it. We agreed on a time and put his porcelain in the pottery the next time I fired something.

But it’s a bit strange. All kinds of ceramic products can be bought here, so why spend so much time and energy to make things by himself? Besides, he is an outsider, how can he understand these things?

"Sir, what do you want? Don't those stalls sell it?"

Master Zhang shook his head and said, "Nothing for sale."

The young man was even more curious. The house was filled with commonly used bowls, cups, plates, and even vases, so how could there not be what he wanted?

Master Zhang saw his puzzled look and said, "You'll know when the product is finished. I will explain it to you clearly then."

It was the first time I met such an interesting customer. I clasped my hands together and said, "Excuse me, sir, what is your name?"

Taoci Zhang returned the greeting, "I am Zhang Dequan."

The young man opened his mouth several times, unable to believe that the person in front of him was the famous Zhang Cici, or that they had the same name.

I have heard of his name since I was a child. My father and grandfather also said that they wanted to learn from him, but for various reasons they were unable to do so. I didn't expect to meet him in person here today. "You...you are Zhang Taoci?"

"It's down."

Excited and at a loss, "Master, please come to my house and have a seat."

Unable to refuse the kindness, Zhang followed the young man back home. After all, if he wanted to use someone else's kiln, he still had to inform the elders in their family.

Ni'er saw that the weather was good, so maybe she could pick some mushrooms. After every rain, a lot of mushrooms would grow, and she could sell them and make delicious soup, which was really the best of both worlds.

Jinshui not far away has already dug a basket of mushrooms. Although the rain will slow down the progress of building the house and get the clothes and shoes dirty, it is still beneficial. It's a pity that mushrooms are difficult to grow, otherwise he would plant some at home.

When Jinshui saw Ni'er coming, he ran over excitedly.

"Last time I told grandma about growing wild vegetables at home, and my uncle and dad actually got a small piece of land behind my yard and enclosed it with a fence. We'll be able to eat them soon. Your idea is really good."

Ni'er didn't expect Jinshui to be so proactive. He was able to grow vegetables at home. He must have convinced his grandmother, and it seemed like he mustered up a lot of courage.

Yes, a fence. I’ll ask my dad to make me one when I get back, so that I don’t get things stepped on or broken or pulled away when no one is paying attention.

After picking two full baskets of mushrooms, Jinshui hurried home to see his mother, worried that no one could take good care of her.

Ni'er originally wanted to find a place to calm down and study, but everywhere was wet and there was no place to sit, so she had to stand there and get into the study state.

Standing motionless, he was quite conspicuous. A few playful children saw from afar that there was a person standing there like a wooden stake.

"Hey, that guy is really weird."

"Why don't we go and take a look."

A few people walked closer and saw a little girl there with her eyes closed, and they circled around her a few times.

Nier felt that there were people nearby, so she came out of her study state and saw a few little kids whispering there, and some of them were curious and wanted to poke them with their hands.

"What are you doing there? Did your family ask you to come out and dig wild vegetables? Are you lazy here?"

Nier knew that these people were here to cause trouble, but if she went back now, she would definitely not be able to study anymore.

I have to think of a way to drive all these people away. I have finally found a quiet place and I don’t want to waste time looking for another one.

"What does it have to do with you?"

One of them snorted coldly, "It has nothing to do with us, but we are a little bored and have plenty of time. When the time comes, tell your parents that you are lazy at work and see if they will beat you up."

"Does anyone know where she comes from?"

The others shook their heads, but one person thought Ni'er looked familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen her.

Nier found it funny. These people were really boring. Kids just had so much energy but nowhere to put it. They were annoying wherever they went.

"You guys can do whatever you want with this. Can you leave now?"

When the group heard Nier's answer, they found it incredible. How could she not be afraid? If it were someone else, they would definitely ask not to tell anyone. They would probably be trying to be strong.

"You may say nice things, but you must be scared to death."

Nier raised her eyebrows and said, "I have died once, so I am not afraid. And I tell you, if you make me unhappy, bad things will happen. Just forget it if you don't believe me."

Naturally, those people didn't believe her. They thought she was absolutely talking nonsense. She had died once before, so she was just bragging.

"Do you think we will believe it? It is impossible to come back from the dead."

What may seem impossible to others is absolutely true to Nier. She deliberately puts on an arrogant attitude, raises her chin and points her thumb at herself.

"You seem so ignorant that you don't even know who I am. If I tell you, you'll be scared to death."

Who can a little yellow-haired girl be? She needs me to get to know her. I looked at her with contempt and scared myself to death. She is just a boaster.

"Then tell me who you are. If you can't scare me to death, I'll beat you up."

Ni'er looked at these little kids carefully. It seemed that not all of them were from Niujia Village. No wonder they couldn't recognize her.