"My third brother went to the kiln and will not be home today. If you want to see him, come back tomorrow." Qin Hao said embarrassedly.
Xia Qianqian took advantage of the situation and said, "Oh, fine. I'll go tomorrow."
Qin Hao limped away, and the noodle shop owner ran over and said, "Little girl, this is the overlord of Maoshi Town, you'd better leave quickly!"
"Boss, you are very smart. You can see that I am trying to cheat him." Xia Qianqian giggled and gave a thumbs up to the noodle shop owner.
"I've been doing business for many years, so I have a good eye. You should leave now. If he finds out that you cheated him, he will come to trouble you again. You are a stranger, you have no one to rely on, you are definitely not his opponent."
"Boss, thank you for your kindness. But I will stay for a while." Xia Qianqian also knew that she could not afford to offend the local tyrants, so she quickly hired two carts. One cart went to the inn to load porcelain clay, and the other cart went with her to the countryside to buy porcelain clay.
After hiring a car, the speed of travel increased significantly. The driver took Xia Qianqian to a village next to the town. Almost every household had porcelain clay piled in the yard, but the quality was poor.
At this point, Xia Qianqian could no longer hold back and went to negotiate prices with several farmers: "I'm Xia Qianqian from Pingning Town in the neighboring county. Can you supply us with porcelain clay for a long time?"
"Good ones are not allowed." The farmer was quite honest. "Good porcelain clay can only be sold to the Sun family and the Li family. The nearby porcelain makers can only buy the inferior ones from the yard and go back to make some coarse porcelain."
"It doesn't matter, I want this one. I want to have long-term cooperation and purchase at market price. But delivery is required." Xia Qianqian said.
"Where to send it?" the farmers asked.
"Yangliu Village, Pingning Town, Linlang County." Xia Qianqian said.
When the farmers heard this, they shook their heads and said, "No, that's too far."
"I will pay for the travel expenses." Xia Qianqian said quickly.
The farmers were still unwilling: "It takes three days to send it there and back. It's too time-consuming."
Xia Qianqian was helpless. Digging porcelain clay was not the main source of income for farmers. Their main focus was growing crops. It was OK during the slack season, but after the spring came, when they had to grow crops, no one was willing to deliver goods.
"Little girl, if you want to make porcelain, just build a kiln nearby to save you the trouble of running back and forth," suggested the driver.
Xia Qianqian also had this idea, but she quickly rejected it. In such a big town like Maoshi, except for the Song and Qin families, only coarse porcelain can be made. What does this mean? The Song and Qin families do not allow others to make fine porcelain!
If she built a kiln here, it would be like going against the Song and Qin families, and she would suffer no good consequences. She could only stock up on porcelain clay during the slack season before the New Year!
Xia Qianqian gritted her teeth and said, "How about this, you guys help me deliver some first. There's no work to do in the fields right now, okay? I'll give you 300 coins per cart as travel expenses!"
Three hundred coins! Not only the driver, but even the farmers were surprised: "Really?"
"Of course it's true. I'll pay for the porcelain clay and half of the travel expenses first, and you guys come with me." Xia Qianqian said.
"OK!"
The farmers finally agreed to deliver the goods, and Xia Qianqian began to go door to door to pick up porcelain clay. Even if they were all inferior products, they had grades, and she tried to pick the better ones.
Time passed by as she picked and chose, and in the blink of an eye it was already noon. Xia Qianqian bought ten carts of clay in one go, and she didn't even spend the money she paid for the first cart of clay she bought that morning.
Alas, quality determines the price!
After purchasing the porcelain clay, we still have to wait for the farmers to find cars and horses. Today we definitely cannot leave Maoshi Town.
Xia Qianqian frowned in worry, fearing that Qin Hao would make her unable to buy porcelain clay.
"Miss Xia, we can go back to the town first and ask them to gather in the town early tomorrow morning before setting off," the coachman suggested.
At this point, this was the only way. Xia Qianqian agreed with the farmers on the time and place and returned to the town first.
(End of this chapter)