Tang mansion.
Carts of mud bricks were pulled back neatly. Fortunately, the high temperature in summer can dry and shape the mud bricks in the shade.
Under the command of Tang Hao, there are five chimneys, rolling smoke.
Tang Hao was worried about firing mud bricks for the first time. He was afraid that the fire was not well controlled and that the burnt bricks would crack.
Fortunately, several craftsmen who had burned porcelain were in charge. Tang Hao simply shook hands with the shopkeeper and left everything to them.
The scorching wave baked the whole courtyard as if it were melting. Tang Hao could not stay for a moment. Tang Hao felt sweaty and wet.
Tang Hao asked for two words, then turned and returned to the mansion.
After a few days of busy work, Tang Hao finally attracted leisure time. Half lying on the bamboo mat, Tang Hao ate two melons and thought carefully.
During this period of time, there is no news of the public loser. It must be that Meng Yuqi is probably the public loser.
But after thinking about it, Tang Hao didn''t have a suitable reason to explain why such a secret clan sent a woman deep into the imperial city.
It is also difficult to explain why the public losers made a special trip to build their own ships.
Listening to the cicadas chirping in the courtyard, Tang Hao was inexplicably upset. He moved his seat and placed it in a position with a breeze. Tang Hao leaned back on the mountain and pretended to sleep.
Chang''an''s reply hasn''t been received yet, but Tang Hao has a hunch that the king of Tang will not allocate much money this time.
If you open up a new way of making money in Yangzhou, where will you start?
The south of the Yangtze River is more graceful than ever.
There are many docks and foreign businessmen shuttle. It seems that the sales of green tea will also be good.
Poetic landscape, talented scholars and literati, there must be many drinkers, and maybe wine is also the best choice.
Tang Hao''s thoughts gradually extended with the gentle breeze and the rockery waterside pavilion, flowers, birds, fish and insects, and dozed off vaguely.
……
The empty mountains are full of birds and trees.
The village of Gongshu people has become a summer resort.
Mengyuqi shook her step and sat in front of the wooden house window, looking at the bright light of the transparent agate.
I heard the voice of dialogue among the public losers.
"Tang Hao is really strange. A good Marquis has a large family fortune in the imperial city. Why bother in Yangzhou?"
The man who planed the board picked up the board, looked down one end of the board with one eye open, and said casually.
The woman next to the eaves grabbed a handful of rice and carefully selected the sand and gravel.
"Isn''t it! Second-class officials, this is the peak of the young generation in the court! Only this salary can last our family for several years."
"I don''t know what he''s trying to do."
The woman put down the rice, picked up the pottery basin, sighed and walked towards the stream.
"Tang Hao''s mind is really unclear. There is loess everywhere. He actually wants to buy it with money."
"If the money is for the workers who make mud bricks, the price of ten yuan a Wen is more than that of rice."
"I''m a mountain villager, but I don''t understand. He has too much money and is willing to help those poor farmers. I really think the bricks and stones he makes can sell at a good price!"
A man came out of the nearby house and took over the conversation with a smile.
"Aunt, if you say so, you just think Tang Hao is stupid and has more money!"
"With such people, are we afraid we won''t have money to spend in the future?"
Before he finished, he laughed.
"Yes! If we can''t honor our ancestors with such people, we can at least enjoy all the glory and wealth!"
As soon as the words fell, a group of people burst into laughter.
Not for others, because Tang Hao''s move is unimaginable and even stupid.
In the eyes of ordinary people, those yellow mud can''t be planted or made into ceramics. It''s almost worthless.
But Tang Hao didn''t believe in this evil, so he wanted to burn some bricks and stones.
Today''s buildings in the Tang Dynasty are mostly made of wood. Who uses this mud to build houses?
Another woman under the eaves glared at the laughing men and scolded.
"Keep quiet! Don''t disturb the children who are resting in the house!"
Then he turned and looked at the woman washing rice in front of the waterwheel and said.
"If Tang Hao is as you said, why can he create many new things? How dare he take over the shipbuilding?"
"Ah! The patriarch of our public game has figured out the test questions? How can we meet Tang Hao?"
The woman panning for rice whispered toward the innermost house in the village.
"We''re worried to death about this! We''ve been studying in the house all day to welcome Tang Hao. We haven''t had a shadow yet!"
The laughter outside gradually converged, and the voice of conversation stopped. Meng Yuqi sighed and looked at the lush woods outside.
In the eyes, a piece of sadness flashed inadvertently, mixed with a few melancholy, murmured.
"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, this time you fiddle with these useless Yellow mud, but you must create some shocking things. Don''t blow your reputation in the imperial city."
Between the words, Meng Yuqi''s eyes moved slightly and looked through the gap in the door to the old man who was reading carefully with a book in his arms.
"Hey! Grandpa tried every means to obstruct, and I don''t know when it will be the end. Does Tang Hao really have so many hours to wait for the examination questions of our public losers?"