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

There has been no snow in Maoshi Town for several days, and the streets are very clean. The sun was shining down and it was warm. Xia Qianqian took the horse and walked around.

There are many blue-brick houses in Maoshi Town. Porcelain sellers can be found everywhere on the roadside, but they are all coarse porcelain from small workshops.

Xia Qianqian asked about the price and secretly remembered it. However, as the shopkeeper said, there are no porcelain clay sellers all over the street. Xia Qianqian had to send the horse back to Qin Mansion first.

Several wooden carts were parked outside Qin's mansion, with porcelain clay pulled on them.

Xia Qianqian saw the porcelain clay, her eyes lit up, "Your porcelain clay..."

"Little girl, don't touch me." The coachman said quickly.

Xia Qianqian raised his hand to pinch the porcelain clay, amazed: "The quality is good, and good porcelain can be burnt..."

"Little girl, you're from a foreign country, right?"

"I'm from Yangliu Village, Pingning Town," Xia Qianqian said, "How do you sell your porcelain clay?"

"Not for sale," said the coachman. "This is china clay exclusively for the Qin family."

Xia Qianqian was extremely disappointed: "What if I am willing to pay a lot of money?"

"Who wants to grab business from Qin's mouth?"

At this moment, the door of Qin's house opened, and two people with full faces swaggered out, glaring at Xia Qianqian.

Xia Qianqian withdrew his hand and smiled carefully: "I dare not dare, I came to Maoshi Town for the first time. I saw that this porcelain clay was good, so I wanted to buy a little to take it back."

"Who are you?" one of them asked, "but the spies sent by the old Song family?"

"Of course not, I only went to Maoshi Town last night. My house burns tiles, and now I want to try porcelain. I heard that porcelain clay was found in Maoshi Town, so I will take a look." Xia Qianqian worded carefully.

"Huh, a little yellow-haired girl would dare to burn porcelain? Get out of the way." The people of Qin Mansion stepped down the steps and were about to show off, but they recognized Qin Ge's horse, and his face changed drastically, "This is our Master Qin Ge. How can your horse be in your hands?"

"I'm here to send the horse for the inn." Xia Qianqian said.

The butler looked at Xia Qianqian suspiciously: "One moment he said that he was here to buy china clay, and then he said that he was sending a horse. What do you want to do?"

"Look at the china clay and send the horse by the way. I know you Master Qin Ge, if you don't believe me, call him out." Xia Qianqian was always careful, but she was still getting slobbered. She was also annoyed, and she straightened her waist and said loudly. .

The housekeeper was stunned by her, and ordered someone to take the horse back to the house, and his attitude towards Xia Qianqian was much better: "Little girl, these porcelain clays were sent from the Sun’s family to the Qin’s family. They are not sold. You should go back. !"

"Then I can't take a look?" Xia Qianqian asked unconvinced.

"No," said the butler.

Xia Qianqian's eyebrows pounded with anger.

At this moment, Qin Xuan came out. Seeing Xia Qianqian, he frowned and said, "If you want to play with porcelain, you can ask farmers to buy some second-class porcelain clay to play with. It would be a waste to give you such fine-quality porcelain clay."

"Master Qin Xuan." Xia Qianqian ran over, standing under the steps and looking up at Qin Xuan, "I heard that you are the best ceramic-maker in Maoshi Town. I want to talk to you about porcelain."

"Oh, do you know porcelain?" Qin Xuan was surprised.

"Little girls are not talented, so I know something." Xia Qianqian took out the rough porcelain he bought on the roadside from her arms. "Why is this porcelain so ugly? First, the porcelain clay is of poor quality, and second is the temperature. I'm not wrong. Right!"

The housekeeper smiled: "Little girl, you said everyone understands this."

Qin Xuan looked at Xia Qianqian faintly, acquiescing to the housekeeper's words.

Xia Qianqian took out the jug given by Gu Changsheng from his bag: "Then I ask you, can the Qin family burn such porcelain?"