The next morning, Liu Xing delivered the bricks. Xia Qianqian paid him, but he said, "My father said that I don't want to pay for these bricks."
"Why?" Xia Qianqian was surprised.
"Someone helped pay for it." Liu Xing said.
Xia Qianqian felt even more puzzled. Who was it that came to her rescue in such a time of need
"who is it?"
"I don't know. My father only said that he was a nobleman." Liu Xing shook his head and unloaded the bricks neatly to return the water.
Only the last fifty bricks were needed to complete the kiln. Seeing the enthusiasm of the people working in the wasteland, Liu Xing was also infected. After unloading the bricks, he did not leave immediately, but stayed to help with the work.
Liu Bo and Qin smiled knowingly.
Soon, the kiln was built and ready for firing.
Liu Xing said admiringly: "Miss Xia, you are really amazing."
"It's just so-so." Xia Qianqian looked at Xiaoyao and felt that she was pretty good. Even if she traveled back to ancient times, she could still find a way to survive! The suffering she endured when she was kidnapped in her childhood also became the basis for her "farming".
The news that Xia Qianqian was going to build a kiln to burn tiles also spread in Yangliu Village.
Many villagers found it curious and ran to the fields to see.
Yang came out and heard about this, and ran to see it. It would have been better if she hadn't looked, but when she did, she was shocked to find that the kiln had been built! She immediately rushed to her own kiln and told her husband Xia Dinghai about it.
Xia Dinghai and Xia Dingfeng were burning tiles and immediately became angry: "Xia Qianqian actually wants to burn tiles?"
"Yes, she has built a kiln." Yang said worriedly, "I suspect that the "Tile-Firing Techniques" is in her hands."
"It must be!" Xia Dingfeng spat in hatred, "When the boss was here, he was reluctant to let Qianqian work, why did she suddenly want to make tiles? She must have taken the "Tiles Making Technique"."
Xia Dinghai also said: "Yes! So we can't find the book no matter how hard we look."
"Let's go and settle the score with her! 'Tile-making Techniques' is a family heirloom of the Xia family and must not fall into her hands!" said Xia Dingfeng.
The two brothers didn't even bother to watch the kiln fire and ran to find Xia Qianqian angrily.
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Many villagers had gathered in the field to watch Xia Qianqian's new kiln. They didn't understand, but they thought it was incredible that a young girl would make tiles.
Xia Qianqian said with a smile: "Dear uncles, aunts and uncles. I want to inherit my father's craft and start making tiles. Please help introduce business to me."
"Qianqian, can you make tiles?"
"Wait until I finish the product, then come and see!" Xia Qianqian said, and pasted the black kiln mud in her hand on the kiln. Okay, it's done, now it's time to use firewood to heat the kiln.
Uncle Liu had already helped bring the firewood and was about to start a fire when a fierce voice came over: "Xia Qianqian, hand over the things!"
Everyone thought to themselves that this was not good.
Xia Dinghai had already pushed through the crowd and rushed in. When he saw the newly built kiln, he was so furious that he stomped the kiln to pieces with a few kicks.
Xia Qianqian was so angry that she blew out the mud in her hands.
Snapped!
Xia Dinghai's face was covered with mud. He wiped the mud off with his sleeve in a rage and was about to start a fight: "You stinky girl, you dare to hit me! I will beat you to death today!"
"Hurry up, someone, my uncle is going to beat me to death!" Xia Qianqian screamed, but she stood still. She was so scared that she didn't care.
Uncle Liu stood in front of Xia Qianqian and said, "Xia Dinghai, if you have anything to say, just talk it over and don't use force."
"Xia Qianqian stole the family's ancestral "Tile-making Technique". Tell me, should she return it?" said Xia Dingshan.
(End of this chapter)