I originally planned to go in and have something to eat, but after thinking about it, I immediately asked for help and simply invited the person to come over and have a meal together. In this way, I was thanking others. Of course, I still gave you what should be given, otherwise

How can we say that Lao Gu is a particular person?

Thinking of this, I walked through the town and looked for Gu Siwei at the place Liu Fulin said.

As a result, before I even got to the ground, I saw white flags hanging at the door of a house, and there were faint sounds of crying.

Gu Siwei stopped a passerby and asked him: "Uncle, where does Qin Baogen live?"

The middle-aged man who was stopped looked Gu Siwei up and down and asked, "You came to him to buy a tank, right?"

Seeing Gu Siwei nodded, he said: "That's not a coincidence. Well, the house where the person died was his house, and it was him who died."

"ah!"

Gu Siwei exclaimed: "Why are you dead?"

"I can't live any longer. I just used a rope to hang myself from the beam of the cowshed last night. Alas, this... a very good person, why can't I let go of it?"

With that said, the man shook his head and ignored Gu Siwei, and walked forward on his own.

Gu Siwei walked towards the door. When he stood at the door, he saw a black coffin parked in the main room facing the courtyard door. The coffin was not thick. Not only was it not thick, but it also looked a little small. It looked like it was for use.

It's not a good ingredient, maybe because of the rush, the family couldn't prepare good ingredients.

Kneeling next to the coffin was a middle-aged man, about forty-five or sixty-six, wearing a white mourning hat on his head, but there was not much sadness on his face. He just mechanically moved the papyrus in his hand to the fire in front of him.

Throw it in the basin.

Kneeling opposite the man were two men and two women. One of the women was older, and must be the elder of the remaining three. Judging from the style of the hat, she must be Qin Baogen's daughter-in-law, grandson, and granddaughter.

At this time, people in the room also saw Gu Siwei standing at the door.

Gu Siwei nodded to several people, walked in, stood in front of the coffin, lowered his head and bowed several times, then said his condolences to the family before leaving the yard.

The person looking for help couldn't be found, but Gu Siwei still had to buy the tank. Since he didn't know anyone, Gu Siwei decided to use something to clear the way.

If you want to go to the vat-making factory, you don't need to ask anyone at all. Just look up and you will see the big earthen kiln where the vats are made, and just walk directly in the direction of the earthen kiln.

Arriving at the entrance of the factory, Gu Siwei was about to go in when he was stopped by the gatekeeper.

A lean man in his forties, wearing a blue mountain cap on his head, a blue tunic suit on his upper body, which has turned a bit white after washing, and green military trousers on his lower body, which are also almost faded, with knees and

I also had two large patches on the back of my butt.

He was holding an enamel tea jar in his hand, and holding the lid of the jar in one hand. He was wiping the lid on the jar, just like how officials drank tea in the past.

"Whatever you are doing, just break in!"

The man glanced at Gu Siwei and put on a majestic look on his face.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "Buy a tank!"

"To buy a tank, go to the sales department over there. What are you doing here? This is the factory area and no idlers can come in. Really, anyone can just break in..."

Gu Siwei was not angry and came to this person's side.

As Gu Siwei stepped forward, the man immediately took a step back and said sternly: "You...what...you...want to do?"

"Sorry, sorry, I'm new here and don't know the rules."

As he spoke, Gu Siwei turned his hand and took out a pack of the cheapest cigarettes. The cigarette flashed in the man's eyes, and then fell into the man's pocket smoothly.

The man's expression changed, and he suddenly felt relieved, and then he laughed, and he could not see the same appearance as before.

"Then you can't barge in," the man's tone instantly became gentle.

"Uncle, this is my first time, and I just want to buy some good tanks. Can you give me some advice?" Gu Siwei said with a smile.

The man smiled and said: "Actually, it's not necessary. If you buy a good tank, you have to go to the sales department. But you have to pay attention. When they take you to choose a tank, don't go over there to pick it. You have to go inside.

Go to Warehouse No. 2 to choose. The vats there, in terms of material selection and craftsmanship, are far better than those left in the yard."

"What else is there to say?" Gu Siwei complimented the man in a joking manner.

The man was in a good mood: "That's natural. You laymen don't know. You look at the two cylinders that are exactly the same, but if you use them, you will know they are different. Some cylinders have a crisp sound and sound like a chime when you flick your finger. This cylinder is

Good tanks, some can only make a clanking sound when you tap lightly, which is crisp and clear to most people, but much worse than what I mentioned above. As for the tanks that are dull and dumb, there is no need to talk about them, they are only cheap.

Advantages, generally people will use this third type if they don’t pay attention to it.

But I don’t think you are someone who uses the third type of tank. You must want to buy a good tank that can be used for decades, right?”

Gu Siwei gave the man a thumbs up: "It's amazing!"

But I thought in my heart: Aren’t you talking nonsense? You bought the worst tank and I’m going to stuff you a pack of cigarettes with it?

The man said with a smile on his face: "I can tell at a glance that the most important thing for doing this job is to have bright eyes. Go ahead and go to the right when you go out. And remember, don't look for young people, look for older people."

Buy it, and you definitely don’t need me to teach you anything else.”

After hearing what the man said, Gu Siwei thanked him and walked towards the sales place.

The place where the vats are sold is just three small houses, just like the shops in the movies. The doors and everything are made of wood. The houses are also old-fashioned traditional buildings. The materials have been darkened and they are probably not too old.

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Entering the house, Gu Siwei saw several people sitting inside, with dozens of large and small jars or jars placed. They were eating snacks and chatting away.

As for Gu Siwei coming in, he raised his eyebrows, but no one came to ask.

Gu Siwei was no longer surprised. He looked at it for a while, walked around in a circle, and saw an old man coming in from behind. So Gu Siwei smiled on his face and raised his hand towards the old man.

"Comrade, I want to buy some tanks."

"Buy a tank, Xiao Song, Xiao Song, please come and greet me." The old man shouted to a young man sitting there, then threw a waiter to Gu Siwei and left.

Xiao Song clapped his hands slowly, stood up from the bench, and asked lazily: "What kind of tank should I buy?"

"I need three or four big jars for pickling vegetables, and there are also small jars for pickling vegetables. I want more of these, maybe seven...ten, and there are also four or five jars for pickling salted duck eggs...

"Gu Siwei said.

"Hey, your village is quite rich, which village is it from?" Xiao Song was still lazy.

Gu Siwei did not answer, but said: "Hey, what? The family is so poor now that they can hardly open the pot, otherwise who would think of pickling these rags?"

Xiao Song said: "That's right! Okay, you come with me."

After saying that, he waved his hand to Gu Siwei and then walked out of the back door of the sales store.

Gu Siwei followed Xiao Song, took two steps and repeated the same trick. He took out another pack of cigarettes and handed it to Xiao Song's hand. This time the smoke was better, but not much better.

Xiao Song glanced down and put the cigarette into his pocket.

"Do you want to buy a better one or an average one? The better ones are more valuable. Just pick out the average ones in the yard. They are all good tanks and not broken. You have to be careful when choosing. If there is something broken after you leave this door, then

But I can’t explain it clearly. We don’t guarantee or compensate you here. Buying these depends on your eyesight..."

Xiao Song said.

Gu Siwei smiled and said: "Please do me a favor and help me choose. When it's noon, you can give me a chance and let me treat you to a light meal."

As soon as he heard about Gu Siwei's treat, Xiao Song's attitude changed visibly.

"There's nothing good to eat in the town. The state-owned restaurant over there is..." Xiao Song said.

Gu Siwei was not stupid, so he naturally knew what this person meant, so he nodded and said: "Then it's a state-owned restaurant. Then we'll order a plate of pork head meat, add pork liver, and a dumpling. What do you think?"

"That...that's so embarrassing." When Xiao Song heard this, his attitude immediately changed.

"What's the point? Anyway, I'm spending public money here, but I'm just going to get a few for home use," Gu Siwei said with a smile.

When Xiao Song heard this, he understood immediately, so the two of them looked at each other and smiled.

The conversation that followed became much smoother. The two of them were chatting and laughing as if they were friends for many years. Xiao Song didn't play any tricks here and just took Gu Siwei to the innermost warehouse.

"Well, the jars here are all the best. If you pick them with your eyes closed, there won't be any broken ones. If you see there are none over there, the broken ones will be smashed," Xiao Song said.

Gu Siwei walked closer to a vat and touched it with his hand. The wall of the vat was very smooth, and the cyan glaze was quite thick. Although it was thick, he could still feel the lines that were swept out when the vat was made, and the vat was also very smooth.

The wall doesn't feel prickly at all.

"As if you can feel it."

With the food as a foundation, Xiao Song spoke more casually. After saying something to Gu Siwei, he introduced him to the art of photographing vats.

If you don’t say this, you don’t know. But if you say it, it’s really a great skill to be a top scholar, even to buy a vat.

Gu Siwei was led by Xiao Song to try the tanks here, and then try the ones outside. After listening and tinkering for a while, he really got a little experience.

Anyway, there was nothing going on. Even if Gu Siwei bought the tank, he had to wait for luck. He had already arrived at the ferry and was idle. Now he had someone to chat with him. Wouldn't that be nice?

So Xiao Song and I chatted here first, and then went to the breakfast shop outside. Each of them had a bowl of shredded pork noodles, and each made a few big meat buns.
Chapter completed!