It hadn't snowed in Maoshi Town for several days, so the streets were clean. The sun was shining down, and it was warm. Xia Qianqian was walking around with her horse.
There are many blue brick and tile houses in Maoshi Town, and porcelain vendors can be seen everywhere on the roadside, but they are all crude porcelain produced in small workshops.
Xia Qianqian asked about the price and kept it in mind. However, as the shopkeeper said, there was no one selling porcelain clay on the whole street. Xia Qianqian had no choice but to send the horse back to Qin's house.
Several wooden carts were parked outside the Qin Mansion, carrying porcelain clay.
When Xia Qianqian saw the porcelain clay, her eyes lit up and she rushed over: "Your porcelain clay..."
"Little girl, don't touch her." the driver said quickly.
Xia Qianqian raised her hand and pinched the porcelain clay, praising it with great admiration: "The quality is good, it can be used to make good porcelain..."
"Little girl, judging from your accent, you are from another place, right?"
"I'm from Yangliu Village, Pingning Town." Xia Qianqian said, "How much do you sell your porcelain clay for?"
"Not for sale." The driver said, "This is porcelain clay exclusively for the Qin family."
Xia Qianqian was extremely disappointed: "What if I'm willing to pay a large sum of money?"
"Who wants to steal business from the Qin family?"
Just then, the door of the Qin family opened, and two men with fierce faces walked out swaggeringly, glaring at Xia Qianqian.
Xia Qianqian retracted her hand and smiled carefully: "No, no, I'm new to Maoshi Town, and I saw that this porcelain clay is good, so I wanted to buy some to take back."
"Who are you?" one of them asked, "Are you a spy sent by the Song family?"
"Of course not, I just arrived at Maoshi Town last night. My family makes tiles, and now I want to try making porcelain. I heard that Maoshi Town produces porcelain clay, so I came to take a look." Xia Qianqian chose her words carefully.
"Humph, a little girl with yellow hair dares to make porcelain? Get out of the way." The people from the Qin Mansion came down the stairs and were about to show off their power, but they recognized Qin Ge's horse and their faces changed drastically, "This is our young master Qin Ge's horse, how did it end up in your hands?"
"I'm here to deliver the horses for the inn." Xia Qianqian said.
The housekeeper looked at Xia Qianqian suspiciously: "One moment you said you were here to buy porcelain clay, and the next moment you said you were here to give her a horse. What on earth do you want to do?"
"I came to see the porcelain clay and give you a horse. I know your young master Qin Ge. If you don't believe me, just call him out." Xia Qianqian had been playing with Xiao Xin, but she was still sprayed in the face with saliva. She got annoyed and straightened her waist and spoke loudly.
The housekeeper was stunned by her yelling, and ordered someone to lead the horse back to the house. His attitude towards Xia Qianqian also became much better: "Little girl, these porcelain clays were sent from the Sun family to the Qin family. They are not for sale to the outside world. You should go back!"
"Then can't I just take a look?" Xia Qianqian asked unconvinced.
"No." said the butler.
Xia Qianqian was so angry that her eyebrows twitched.
At this time, Qin Xuan came out. Seeing Xia Qianqian, he frowned and said, "If you want to try firing porcelain, you can buy some inferior porcelain clay from farmers. It would be a waste to give you such high-quality porcelain clay."
"Master Qin Xuan." Xia Qianqian ran over and stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at Qin Xuan. "I heard that you are the best porcelain maker in Maoshi Town. I want to talk to you about porcelain."
"Oh, you know about porcelain?" Qin Xuan was quite surprised.
"I am not a talented girl, but I know a thing or two." Xia Qianqian took out the rough porcelain she bought on the roadside from her bosom, "Why is this porcelain so ugly? First, the quality of the clay is poor, and second, the temperature is wrong. Am I right?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Little girl, everyone understands what you said."
Qin Xuan looked at Xia Qianqian indifferently and agreed with the housekeeper's words.
Xia Qianqian took out the wine pot that Gu Changsheng had given her from her bag: "Then let me ask you, can the Qin family produce porcelain like this?"
(End of this chapter)