"Ge, why do you want so many..."
"I know what you want to ask. Let's talk about it after going home."
Raising a hand to interrupt Ling Jingpeng’s doubt, Ling Jingxuan threw him a placating look, while Ling Wen beside them also pulled his the hem of his robe. He was young and wouldn’t think so much like his daddy, but at least he knew money should not be exposed to others. So they shouldn’t let others know they made a big money.
"Hmm."
Looking at his big brother and then down at his big nephew, Ling Jingpeng resolutely stepped aside. He believed his big brother and his big nephew. If there was no absolute assurance, even if his big brother agreed, his big nephew would never stand by and watch.
"Brother Wang, do you have any in stock?”
Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan asked again, with his eyes sweeping at those jars and pots on the ground. The pots he wanted were very common, so a hundred wouldn’t be a problem, he thought.
"Yes, yes, we have just produced a batch today, but it's a little bigger than those you bought yesterday. This is it. What do you think?"
After coming to his sense, Laowang said so while bending down to pick up a bowl-size pot. Ling Jingxuan took it and carefully observed while nodding, "Ok, I want this. Can you help send them home for me, brother Wang?”
This afternoon, he still had to go to the mountains to pick wild fruit, boil jam, by the way, decoct the herbs for Ling Jinghant, so he really had no time for that.
"No problem. I'll sent them to you myself later."
Laowang was also frank, he agreed without thinking. Ling Jingxuan suddenly added, "Do you still have that kind with thin mouth and big body?"
"Sorry, there’s no more. I think you should know that kind of pots are not easy to make and the price is expensive. Few would buy them. Those twenty yesterday, they were from last year. One time when I went to the town to run some errands, I heard that those rich families would use that to arrange flowers. I thought it was fun, so I made some.”
Shaking his head, Laowan heaved a sigh light. Common jars or pots only cost a few copper coins, but that kind would cost 20 copper coins, and he’d lose money. In the countryside, who would spend so much on a useless pot?
"Hmm... can it be customized? I want to order a bit bigger ones, which can hold ten jin of wine. I want white ones, with its big body engraved with my name on it in deep color. And at bottom it should also be engraved with Ling Wine Shop. It’d be better if you could make matched wooden corks for me. Can you do that?”
After carefully thinking for a moment, Ling JingXuan asked while feeling his chin. When he went to the grocery store today, he inquired about the marketing of alcohol. He knew there was no wine here in Qing Dynasty, at least not so common, so he wanted to make some wine. As for the special fired wine pots, you know, the so-called brand effect. Since he decided to do it, he had to make it unique, so people who ever drunk it would never forget about it and remember his Ling brand, laying a solid foundation for a big sale in the future.
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