Zhao Jie's worries are indeed justified, but Zhao Ping also has his own ideas.
Zhao Ping shook his head and said: "Although Wan Guan seems to be many, it can only be used for a while, and it is impossible to use it for a lifetime."
Zhao Jie was still worried. Zhao Ping smiled and said: "Where in the world is there a master like me? And it will ruin his reputation."
Zhao Jie thought for a while, and based on the reputation of Zhaojiazhuang, if he said that this person absconded with the money, then he must have absconded with the money.
After all, it is impossible for Zhaojiazhuang to make fun of its own credibility.
If you didn't take the money and absconded, why would Zhaojiazhuang know so much about you?
This is the benefit of having strength. Under the same circumstances, people would rather believe that those with greater strength have higher credibility.
The foundation of credibility is nothing more than strength as the backing.
So no matter how much you talk and talk, but you don't have the strength, it's just a castle in the air.
Yao Yi and his family were also frightened all day long after seeing so much money.
After all, it wouldn't be nice if the thieves were thinking about you.
The key thing is, if it fails again, how to report to the master?
Zhao Ping smiled and said to Yao Yi: "If you dare to use it, I dare to give it to you."
Yao Yi was greatly moved after hearing this. Where in the world is there a master?
Zhao Ping not only gave him a lot of money, but more importantly, gave him a kind of supreme trust.
Yao Yi immediately burst into tears, kowtowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang, for your trust."
He suddenly had the feeling that he would die for his confidant.
You know, Zhao Ping was not very wealthy at that time. Not only did he have to fight against profiteers selling rice, he also had to maintain a security team.
Others only saw Zhao Ping making money, but they did not see Zhao Ping throwing the money into these bottomless pits.
Yao Yi participated in the production of Hong Tian Lei and was more or less aware of Zhao Ping's huge investment.
With millions of dollars in capital, his first thought was to buy all the nearby land.
In the entire Changyuan County, except for Anfu, the other land is not suitable for making ceramics.
He didn't know how much he could buy. He only had one thought in his mind, which was to spend all the tens of thousands of dollars as much as possible.
Yao Yi used to be almost a bookworm. He only knew how to make pottery with his father and knew nothing else.
Now he has to learn to bargain from his father and try to buy more land for the least money.
He now regards these tens of thousands of dollars as his own, and the thought of spending even one more penny makes him feel heartbroken.
Why is this? He suddenly had the idea that maybe the chance of success lies in that piece of land.
Why he came up with this idea was because of his repeated experiments.
After all, the more land you have, the more chances you have for success.
With this attitude, he bargained with people for one penny after another.
Because he lowered the price too hard, the land seller simply ignored him and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Yao Yi was not discouraged, and went to the landowner's house every day to tease and harass him, even to the point of foaming at the mouth.
Maybe the owner figured it out and sold all the land for a few cents.
In fact, it's not much, and the total sum is only close to the same amount.
Yao Qingjie saw that instead of focusing on developing the formula, he focused on buying land. This was completely putting the cart before the horse.
In this way, he gave full play to his hard work and negotiated prices one by one. As a result, the landowners became impatient.
Yao Qingjie believed that purchasing land within a radius of one mile was enough, and did not purchase all the land within ten miles around the workshop.
In fact, the original place also wanted to sell it at a high price, but Yao Yi did not expect that after hard work, he bought it at an unexpected low price.
In fact, the landowner was afraid that the barbarians would call him. Now that he saw someone taking over, he wanted to take action in time.
Instead of worrying here all day long, it would be more comfortable to go to a safe place in Jiujiang, Jiangxi, where there are also relatives to seek refuge with.
He immediately and Yao Yi had the opportunity to buy, before the Zhaojiazhuang Security Group joined the Jiading War.
Who knows when the barbarians will call? Instead of giving it to the barbarians, it is better to cash it out and run away at any time.
The landowner named Gao was scolded miserably by other landowners because he sold the property at an extremely low price, which prevented others from selling it at a high price.
Several months passed, and Zhao Ping never asked.
Anyway, if Yao Yi gets the result, it will be reported automatically.
Until now, Zhao Ping had to intervene in this matter because of the development of Jintang.
Now he excitedly stepped forward and bowed and said: "I'm telling you, I've made ten large crucibles according to your instructions, but I don't dare to guarantee whether you can endure the true fire of Samadhi that you said."
Again, no matter what, just give it a try.
On the first day, it was just glass beads.
The next day, it was just broken glass.
On the third day, the glass was uneven.
On the fourth day, the glass was still curved and arched.
On the fifth day, among the hundreds of fragments, there was finally a relatively flat small glass.
On the sixth day, it was still Xiao Liuli.
On the seventh day, Daliuli began to appear.
On the eighth day, large patches of glass began to appear.
On the ninth day, Da Liuli still had Xiao Liuli.
On the tenth day, stable Da Liuli began to appear.
On the eleventh day, Daliuli finally stabilized.
However, colored glaze is colored glaze, green, and what Zhao Ping needs is almost colorless and transparent glass.
The reason why colored glaze is colored glaze is that it contains impurities and is translucent; while glass has no impurities, so it is colorless and transparent.
Zhao Ping found a magnet to absorb impurities containing iron.
After this method, the impurities in the glass were greatly reduced.
Although it is not colorless and transparent, it is greatly improved compared to before.
Although it is not colorless and transparent, it is at least greatly improved compared to what was transported from Dashi.
As for making it completely colorless and transparent, impurities must be treated chemically, which is currently difficult to achieve.
Having transparent glass is just the first step.
The key is to make various shapes of cups, plates, bottles, etc. This is the key.
In his previous life, Zhao Ping learned how to make small glassware in a laboratory and was barely a teacher.
The reason why glass is easy to make is that glass does not transfer heat easily and can be blown directly with your mouth.
So he learned to blow glass shapes and failed several times at first.
After two or three times, Zhao Ping finally succeeded and blew out the glass of the small cup.
Yao Yi followed the study intently. He was lucky. Following Zhao Ping, he gradually mastered the methods of removing impurities, shaping and making glass.
After the success, Zhao Ping set up a glaze workshop and served as the workshop owner himself, with Yao Yi as the deputy owner.
In addition to their own merits, Zhao Yilang and Wang Guo'er also mastered the method of making glass. They are the second and third deputy bosses respectively.
Among Zhao Ping's three Liuli disciples, Yao Yi is the happiest. He has always lived in the shadow of his father.
His father's business was relatively busy, and people kept coming to Sichuan to plunder, which not only cast a shadow on the production of Yao's workshop, but also left a lingering shadow in his heart.
The father was troubled because in the education of his sons, in addition to teaching craftsmanship, they often used beatings and scoldings instead of education. In his words: "Good people come out of yellow thorn sticks. Without beatings, they will not grow up."
Now he finally has a chance to stand out, and he may even do better than his father. He can finally speak hard words in front of his father with his head held high.
He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, deeply thanking Zhao Ping for giving him the opportunity to start a new life.
A few days later, I returned to Jintang County with my uncle. I did not expect that the situation in Jintang County was even worse than that in Chengdu.
Most of Chengdu Prefecture is in ruins, and Jintang County is even more ruins within ruins. Most of the houses in the county have either collapsed or been destroyed by fire.
Even the government office was in ruins. Knowing that he could not escape, the former magistrate simply set himself on fire.
This is true for the government, not to mention the homes of ordinary people.
There is no one to clean up the garbage in the county town, and the stench is so high. Fortunately, there are officers and soldiers like Zhao Ping to clean it up.
After all, this is the northeast gate of Chengdu. If someone attacks Chengdu, they must capture Jintang County, so they suffer the most misfortune.
Ordinary people are either hiding in the countryside or in the mountains of Longquan Mountain.
The current registered population of Jintang County is less than 10,000, and its population is far less than that of Zhaojiazhuang in Changyuan County.
According to Wang Wenxiu, the population of Zhaojiazhuang, Changyuan County, has expanded rapidly and has exceeded 40,000, almost the size of a county.
The uncle had already thought the situation was bad enough, but he didn't expect it to be even worse.
Not only does poverty limit imagination, but so do bad circumstances.
Uncle's hands were shaking, and Liu Ang's body was shaking.
This doesn't mean taking office, it's simply a distribution.
Not only was there no one in the county seat, but there was no one in the sixth house either. The people had already fled completely.
In addition to their accompanying personnel, my uncle and Liu Ang can be said to be basically the commanders of the cursor.
There is no sixth room, only the security team temporarily acts as the sixth room.
It's okay for my uncle, after all, this is his first time involved in officialdom.
Liu Ang was already a veteran in officialdom, and at this moment he suddenly felt like he had fallen from heaven to hell.
More importantly, the imperial court has a hard target assessment every three years, because the term is generally three years.
If you have no political performance or decline in political performance in the past three years, not only will your current position not be retained, but you may be demoted.
Although his uncle didn't know, Liu Ang knew.
My uncle's starting point was from Bai Shen to the county magistrate. Now even if he doesn't do it well, there is still a county magistrate who can do it.
And what Liu Ang can do is to demote him from the county magistrate to the county captain.
But for such a small county to be able to establish a magistrate and county magistrate, God is opening its eyes.
Maybe, Jintang County will also cancel it in the future.
By then, Liu Ang may have all his actual duties cancelled, and he may become an eighth- or even ninth-grade casual official at most.
Following someone like Xin Zhicai is better than Li Yueqiu, after all, he has more or less experience in officialdom.
However, Li Yueqiu is completely a nerd. What a nerd can do is to read books and do nothing.
It's over, it's over, I, Liu Ang, am completely finished this time.
How come I, Liu Ang, have such a miserable life? I followed a nerd from heaven to hell.
Thinking of this, he almost sat on the ground and cried bitterly.
He wanted to find a stool to sit down and calm down, but after searching for a long time, all he could find was rotten wood and rocks.
In the end, he didn't find a decent stool like a stone bench, so he had to find a slightly smooth stone, wiped it with his sleeve, and sat here in a daze.
Fortunately, his servant took out the fairy stove, found a well with a bucket, fetched a bucket of water, boiled the water with a teapot, and made tea for him.
While drinking tea, he looked at the ruined wall in front of him, and he remained here in a daze.
Because I haven't found a place to stay tonight. Food, clothing, housing and transportation are the most basic needs in life. Now there is no place to sleep. Is it possible to sleep on the street?
