People who have never been in love are slower to respond to feelings, and they are even less interested in other people's little affection between men and women. After getting used to being single for a long time, Gu Qing doesn't think there is any meaning in marrying a wife. Of course, making money does not necessarily make you happy.

, it is just a way to improve the quality of your own life.

Today, Gu Qing does not have any great ambitions. He has never even stepped out of this small mountain village. The whole world in his eyes is this barren land surrounded by mountains, so he will not make any unrealistic fantasies.

Live your life well, and then think about whether you have the ability to dominate this world.

As for things like love and love, they are not essential to Gu Qing. He is used to a lonely environment and really cannot adapt to the sudden addition of someone in his life who wants to spend the rest of his life with him.

But Song Gensheng obviously didn't think so. Gu Qing could feel the aura of spring animals emanating from him.

There were not many times when Gu Qing was kind. In his heart, he was actually very indifferent to the world, because the world had also treated him indifferently.

Because of his indifference, Gu Qing had few friends. In this life, Song Gensheng was the only one, which was extremely precious.

Gu Qing could not be indifferent to his friends. The weight of friends in his heart was like a poplar tree in a thousand acres of desert.

"Gensheng, do you like that girl named Xiu'er very much?" Gu Qing asked softly.

Song Gensheng nodded without hesitation: "I like it."

Gu Qing thought for a while and said: "I will help you make money. Money can solve many problems, including your marriage. Orphans and widowed mothers have a difficult life, and your money can also change their situation. In the near future, you will be a

He is a rich and good man, he looks a bit awkward, but he is honest and well-educated. Based on your conditions and sincerity, I believe that girl Xiuer will fall in love with you."

Staring into Song Gensheng's eyes, Gu Qing said seriously: "If you like it, I will help you."

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The people who were sent out to look for clay soon came back. Each brought a handful of clay, some of which were light red, blue-gray, and some with a little bit of white. Gu Qing didn't quite know which clay to choose, so he invited the villagers

An experienced old man came to see him. The old man didn't know if he had been injured on the battlefield. Without saying anything, he grabbed a handful of dirt and stuffed it into his mouth. He did it so fast that Gu Qing didn't have time to stop him.

He smacked all kinds of clay in the old man's mouth, spit it out with a sound, and finally pointed to the piece of light red clay with unquestionable authority on his face: "This is good, this tastes just right."

Gu Qing hesitated. He was not sure whether there was an inevitable connection between the taste of clay and the quality of the fired pottery. After all, the purpose of inviting this old man was not to appreciate food, but to distinguish the quality of clay...

But this old man has a very authoritative look on his face, as if he can accurately distinguish the quality of anything that goes into his mouth, just like the man who sat on the TV and talked about it before the stock market crashed in his previous life.

Gu Qing secretly admired the financial expert and really wanted to do a scientific experiment, such as carrying a load of dung past the old man's door...

Gu Qing has always been in awe of things he doesn't understand, and is very easy-going and willing to listen to expert opinions, even though the expert doesn't seem that reliable.

"Then... choose this one?" Gu Qing said hesitantly.

"Choose it! If you keep it, you can make good pottery!" the old man said, patting his chest.

Song Gensheng, who had been watching from the side, finally cautiously interjected: "I have something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not..."

Gu Qing sighed, there were so many empty polite words from scholars, which were both long-winded and hypocritical. Without these polite words, Chinese civilization would have progressed by at least a thousand years.

Gu Qing smiled and said: "You tell me, after you finish speaking, I will judge whether it is appropriate to say it or not. If you feel it is inappropriate to say it, I promise not to beat you to death."

After getting along with Gu Qing in the past few days, Song Gensheng gradually became less afraid of him. He was not afraid when he heard this. He pondered for a moment and said slowly: "There are many kinds of clay brought, why can we only choose one? Why not?

Make a mold of each type of clay and send it to the kiln entrance. After the finished product is fired, you will naturally know which clay is better."

Gu Qing and the old man were stunned immediately. They exchanged glances quickly. The old man looked up at the sky with a solemn expression, as if he suddenly remembered a philosophical issue related to human thought and life. He just walked and pondered,

Slowly walked out of Gu Qing's sight...

Gu Qing was slightly embarrassed and immediately returned to his natural state.

It is inevitable for people to make mistakes. Occasionally adding a little water to the brain can play a role in cleaning the brain.

"Next, we still need someone to go out to the village to find people, find experienced old kiln workers, and hire a few more to help us build the kiln mouth."

Song Gensheng asked: "Where is the entrance of the kiln built?"

"Do you still remember the hole I planned to bury you in on the mountain yesterday?"

"Are you planning to bury me again or are you planning to set up the kiln entrance there?"

Gu Qing smiled: "Anything is fine. I told you that the feng shui of the pit is very good. After the kiln entrance is built, I plan to kill a scholar to worship the heaven. Are you interested in participating in this grand event?"

"No!" Song Gensheng flatly refused.

After a pause, Song Gensheng remembered something and asked, "Did you build the kiln entrance on that pit because the coal was dug there?"

"yes."

"Are you going to hide it from others when you are burning coal to make pottery?"

Gu Qing sighed: "Try to hide it as much as possible. Even if you can't hide it sooner or later, you can hide it for as long as you can. Burning pottery with coal is my original creation. If others know about it, this secret will be worthless, and it may also attract people's attention."

Come to the enemy's fight."

Song Gensheng said seriously: "I will help you keep this secret."

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Two days later, the villagers sent out came back one after another. Gu Qing assigned them two tasks. One was to find experienced old kiln workers, and the other was to try their luck in the nearby mountains to see if they could find kaolin clay.

As a result, the old kiln worker did find one. He was an old man who had to lose his job and go home to farm after a pottery kiln in the suburbs of Qingcheng County was abandoned. He was about fifty years old. His surname was Xu and his first name was Han. Others called him Uncle Han.

As for the second mission, it was a complete failure. But Gu Qing didn't mind. He knew that kaolin was not that easy to find. Being able to find open-air coal belts in this world was already a blessing. Gu Qing didn't expect that he would always have good luck.

luck.

Uncle Han, an old kiln worker, was a very introverted person. Gu Qing tried to get closer to him by chatting about everyday things. He would often ask him ten questions before he answered in a muffled voice. He looked very dull and just found a place when he was free.

As soon as he squatted down, his shoulders shrank up, like a turtle shrinking into its shell when in danger.

"Uncle Han, is it okay to build the kiln entrance halfway up the mountain?" Gu Qing pointed to the middle of the unknown mountain in the distance.

Uncle Han squinted his eyes and looked at the hilltop, and said in a low voice: "Okay, but the surrounding trees within a ten-foot radius need to be cut down."

Gu Qing understood what he meant. Fire is needed to burn kilns. When using fire in the mountains and forests, isolation zones must be created in advance, otherwise it is easy to cause mountain fires.
Chapter completed!