After the Divorce, Me and My Tyrant Ex-husband Got Transmigrated as a Farmers in the Ancient Times

"Yes! Shopkeeper, can you tell me about china clay?" Xia Qianqian asked.

The shopkeeper’s midnight watch shop was also boring, so he talked to Xia Qianqian: “Yes, the most popular in Maoshi Town is porcelain clay. But the best porcelain clay has been contracted by the Song family, and you can’t buy it.”

"Song family? Do they burn porcelain?" Xia Qianqian asked.

"That's right! Look at the porcelain used in my shop, it's Qinjia porcelain." The shopkeeper took the wine bowl and showed it to Xia Qianqian.

Xia Qianqian's eyes twitched. Is this porcelain? It's as rough as a defective product, don't even give it to her.

"I use ordinary porcelain in the shop here. The Qin family also has more high-end porcelain, which is specially sent to the prefecture for sale. Especially their second son, Qin Xuan, has very high porcelain burning skills..."

The shopkeeper talked to Xia Qianqian for a long time. Xia Qianqian figured out the situation in Maoshi Town-four feet: the two families of Song and Qin made porcelain, and the two families of Sun and Li sold porcelain clay. The Song family and the Li family are related by marriage, and the Qin family and the Sun family are related by marriage. It is equivalent to two major factions occupying the porcelain shop in Maoshi Town. The porcelain clay that the villagers dug can only be sold to Sun and Li. It is difficult for others to buy china clay.

"Little girl, I advise you to look elsewhere. Good china clay is not for takeaway. Even if they sell it to you, you can only buy low-quality china clay." The shopkeeper said.

Xia Qianqian asked with the last hope: "Is there any china clay nearby?"

"No. There is porcelain clay in Maoshi Town in Xining County."

Xia Qianqian's heart suddenly became cold. When it's over, and the raw materials are not available, how does she make porcelain?

At this moment, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, and then showing a flattering smile, he walked out of the counter: "Master Qin Xuan, why are you here?"

Qin Xuan? Xia Qianqian turned her head, and a handsome young man stood at the door, with extraordinary grace, but his hands were rough and full of calluses.

"Come to pick up my cousin." Qin Xuan smiled slightly, "Boss, did a son named Qin with a bad temper come here yesterday?"

"Yes." Xia Qianqian answered for the shopkeeper, "Is it called Qin Ge?"

Qin Xuan looked at Xia Qianqian: "That's right."

"He lives here, and probably hasn't gotten up until midnight." Xia Qianqian said.

"Thank you girl." Qin Xuan asked the shopkeeper the room number, and went upstairs to find Qin Ge.

Xia Qianqian asked the shopkeeper in a low voice, "Is he Qin Xuan?"

"Yes, he was in the limelight on the winter solstice day. The porcelain bowl he burned was so beautiful that he suppressed the Song family. He is now a celebrity in Maoshi Town."

Xia Qianqian was very curious about what the beautiful porcelain bowl was in the mouth of the shopkeeper.

At this moment, Qin Ge cursed and came down from the stairs: "I can't tell you to pick it up. Why did you find the inn here? Second brother? I ran away, not home to save my relatives!"

"Yes, yes, you ran away from home. But I feel sorry for my brother, and I must find the door." Qin Xuan followed in a good temper.

"Anyway, I'm going to live in the inn!" Qin Ge took a seat at the table, "Little Er, where is my son's breakfast?"

Xiao Er quickly brought breakfast: two boiled eggs, a bowl of beef noodles.

Qin Xuan sat down and continued to persuade: "Ge'er, how can the inn have a comfortable home? You will come back with me after breakfast, grandma miss you very much."

"I'm not going!" Qin Ge persisted, no matter how Qin Xuan coaxed it, it was useless.

Xia Qianqian stood on the side and watched, wanting to beat Qin Ge-she was indeed a bad young boy, and would run away from home at every turn.

Finally, Qin Xuan got angry and asked with a calm face, "Are you rich?"