Chapter 2085 Regret for Not Killing Him Earlier

"Qin Qianhu, is this Qin Qianhu?" A soldier who was blind due to an injury to his eyes heard a gasp from the surroundings, and then calmed down again. He knew that someone who could take charge of the matter had come out, and he thought it was Qin Qianhu.

He walked forward with a crutch in one hand and groping with the other, saying: "Qin Qianhu, if the porcelain can't be made, should we make it with green bricks instead? We won't take medicine to treat the injury. It can't be cured anyway. Qing Qianhu Niushan will provide us with one meal of coarse food a day, and give us one tael of silver every year, so that we can have money to send home, and give our family something to look forward to..."

"The porcelain business will continue, you don't have to worry, the food and medicine wages promised to you will not change!" Qin Sanlang supported him and said loudly to the injured and injured soldiers waiting around: "What we do is good when it is hot." Porcelain is sold very well in Fucheng, and many families spend tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy a piece of Chengxiang porcelain..."

"What, Qin Qianhu, what are you talking about? Not only can we continue to make porcelain, but we can also sell it at such a high price!"

The soldiers were very excited when they heard this. Before Qin Sanlang finished speaking, they asked one after another: "Qin Qianhu, are there really many people spending tens of thousands of taels of silver to buy our porcelain? This, this, is not deliberately giving high prices to tease us? Bar?!"

"Yes, Qin Qianhu, the war in the past two years has damaged people's hearts. It must be a lie. Although Chengxiang Porcelain is magical, it is also made of stone powder and is not a manifestation of gods."

Superstition is not good, so in order to prevent people from pretending to be gods and ghosts by using porcelain that looks like it when exposed to heat, Gu Jinli, Qin Sanlang, and Qi Yi have told the public about the principle of this kind of porcelain.

He also used the analogy of preparing a prescription to let everyone understand that the porcelain that appears when exposed to heat is the same as the prescription for treating diseases. They are all made after preparation, cooking and boiling. There is nothing mysterious about it.

This sense of mystery is reduced, and other people can no longer pretend to be gods and ghosts by making porcelain look like porcelain when exposed to heat.

Qin Sanlang said: "This price is too low. Because it is a new thing, the golden dragon porcelain basin was sent to the capital to present to His Majesty. Those noble families want to gain face, so they are willing to pay a high price to buy it." , some people even spent tens of thousands of dollars to buy a set of Chengxiang porcelain."

After hearing this, the sick and wounded soldiers were all shocked. They had no idea how much silver this ten thousand gold could be exchanged for. They just exclaimed: "Ten thousand, ten thousand gold to buy a set of porcelain! This, this, crazy, they are buying like this Fa, are you not afraid that your ancestors will crawl out of their graves and beat them to death?!"

"If my descendants in the future dare to be so prodigal when they get rich, I will have to get out and chop them up even if I die!"

"Yes, yes, this wasteful thing must be beaten to death!"

After Qin Sanlang waited for them to be shocked, he said: "The price of ten thousand gold is indeed too high, so it won't take long, after the nobles are no longer interested in Chengxiang porcelain, the price will come down. Don't think that our porcelain If you can always sell at a high price, if you want to keep the sales flowing, you have to sell at an average price.”

The sick and wounded soldiers said: "Qin Qianhu, don't worry, we understand what you mean... This money can easily break people's hearts. We just want a long-term job and don't dream of getting rich overnight."

He added: "If the price of porcelain drops, we can just double our wages."

A man with food and shelter, even a man who has lost his limbs and only has one pair of eyes to guard the door, can get one or two and a half silver coins a month. Soldiers who are enamel-painted, can do accounting, and can do a lot of physical work can even get three taels of silver. With the monthly money, after working for two years, they can build a large brick house for their hometown. It is really too much, and they deserve it.

Qin Sanlang said: "Your wages don't need to be reduced. Within ten years, the porcelain kiln can give you such wages."

"Is it really possible?" Hu Laoshi had lost his hands and feet, and had to be carried even to work. With one or two and a half silver a month's monthly payment, he felt very bad: "Qin Qianhu, why don't we Let's cut off a few percent of the monthly income for these casual meals. In the future, other sick and injured soldiers will be sent here for resettlement, and there will be more and more of them. I'm afraid we will lose money by raising so many useless people."

Hu Laoshi originally wanted to commit suicide on his own, but he still had a wife and children in his hometown, and he couldn't let them go. He held on for a few more months, and was finally sent to the porcelain kiln as a gatekeeper.

The porcelain kiln has given him a way to survive. He doesn't need so much wages. He can get half a tael of silver a month. He saves for ten or eight years, saves the money for his son to marry a wife and build a house, and then buys it for his wife. Just the little gold bracelet promised back then.

Other soldiers also followed suit and said: "Qin Qianhu, when the price of porcelain drops, please lower our wages as well."

The wages were indeed a bit high, and they couldn't make all the money. They had to leave some for the injured and injured soldiers who would come later.

After hearing this, Qin Sanlang laughed: "You really don't have to worry about wages. The porcelain kiln will not lose money to the soldiers who come later. Moreover, there is more than just porcelain in the world. There is a lot of Qingniu Mountain. We can still plant it by then. Medicinal materials, sell medicinal materials for money.”

Moreover, there are not many people like Hu Laoshi who have broken hands and feet, and Qingniu Mountain can take care of them.

The soldiers were shocked: "What, we can grow medicinal materials? Does anyone want to buy it?"

Qin Sanlang nodded: "Of course there are people who will buy it. My wife's family also grows medicinal materials and sells them, and a familiar medicine shop will buy them. After the spring plowing is completed, my wife will bring the relatives of the guards to grow medicinal materials and sell them for money."

After hearing this, the soldiers were surprised and happy: "Here, we have even found a buyer. Mrs. Qin is really capable. Qin Qianhu is really lucky to have such a good wife."

Qin Sanlang smiled again, with a strong smile and pride, and nodded: "Yes, my grandfather said that I am blessed with a wife, so I can marry such a good wife."

Uh, no, let's just say a few polite words, you are really beautiful.

However, seeing Qin Sanlang's cheerful smile, the soldiers present also laughed.

After a while, Qin Sanlang said: "Don't worry, everyone, go to work, the porcelain kiln will not collapse!"

"Hey!" The wounded and sick soldiers responded loudly and dispersed in an orderly manner. Just like when they were soldiers, they went to work in groups of eleven.

However, some people were worried about Jiang Wankang, so they turned back and asked, "Qin Qianhu, General Jiang won't be severely punished, right?"

Qin Sanlang: "Don't worry, General Jiang is a hero of the war, no one can easily punish him severely."

Unless Jiang Wangang does it to himself.

Tsk, Qin Sanlang frowned, thinking that with Jiang Wankang's nature, this is really possible.

…

When Jiang Wankang arrived at the Daokougou camp and saw Xu You, he actually attacked him and wanted to cut off one of his arms to apologize, but Liang Tu stopped him in time.

clang!

Liang Tu missed Jiang Wankang's sword and looked at him with a frown: "General Jiang, you broke your arm in the Marquis' tent, did you want to kill the Marquis?!"

Xu You was so angry that he almost vomited blood. "You bastard, if you want to cut off your arm, go somewhere else. Do you come to my tent to cut off your arm? Do you want me to be punished by Emperor Jingyuan and cast aside by all the soldiers?"

"You are not an ordinary general, you are a first-class general guarding Du Chonggou. Your arm is meant to be used for fighting. If you cut it off, do you want to make me mad?!" Xu You couldn't help but cursed at Jiang Wanzang.