Chapter 169 Cleaning Up the Rats
With the news sent by Li Minghe, Song Qingwan was instantly excited and wanted to take action immediately.

She can make blue and white porcelain, down jackets, and paper.

While Li Minghe was taking a shower, Song Qingwan immediately took out paper and pen to make plans.

In a fine factory on the outskirts of Beijing, in addition to making bricks, tiles and coal, the restless Hua Qing has been trying to practice making blue and white porcelain.

Whether it is the Song family, the Song residence, or even the fine factory, they have been trying out blue and white porcelain utensils, mostly bowls, plates and tea sets, and the quantity is quite large.

In fact, blue and white porcelain is very difficult to make, because the blue pigment had not yet been introduced from abroad at that time.

The blue sky color made by the Hua family still needs to be controlled by suitable misty and rainy weather, so the amount of blue and white porcelain produced is very scarce.

But in fact, the secret is related to temperature. Song Qingwan spent a lot of effort when building the porcelain kiln.

The effect is of course obvious. In the past, the Hua family had to spend a lot of manpower, material resources and time to make a piece of blue and white porcelain. Now with Song Qingwan's new kiln, Hua Qing can make it easily.

However, it is still in the development stage, and the production rate is only 40%. The remaining 30% are defective, and another 30% are bad products.

The blue and white porcelains that the Song family members are using now are all products with slight defects. The good ones are either sold or given away.

But as a business, the export price is definitely more expensive, and blue and white porcelain is a luxury item, so it doesn't matter even if ordinary people don't use it. Moreover, they still preserved a lot of raw clay before the freezing of the earth, so they could make blue and white porcelain for foreign trade at this time.

However, Song Qingwan suddenly had a different opinion about down jackets. This is something that can keep you warm, so it should prioritize the needs of domestic people.

But she can just sell down fabric, which is waterproof, and I think foreigners will definitely like it.

However, as for paper, the fine factory has never tried it before. If they really want to make it, they have to start from scratch. The machines, the collection of raw materials, and the manufacturing process will take at least one or two months.

But if there are a few dozen samples, Song Qingwan can make them at any time.

It seems that those foreigners cannot leave so quickly. They must wait until the snow melts.

This matter needs to be discussed with the manager of the fine factory before a decision can be made, but it does not prevent Song Qingwan from drawing the papermaking machine first.

When Li Minghe came out from behind the screen after taking a shower, he saw Song Qingwan working diligently on the table, writing and drawing. She looked so serious.

When he got closer, he saw some drawings of machines and some parts. He couldn't recognize what machine it was at first.

"Stop painting, it's time to rest. Aren't you tired enough today?" After a whole day of traveling and a night of reunion, she is still busy when it's almost time to go to bed. She is even busier than the king of a country. She deserves to make money.

"I'm caught in such a huge temptation that I can't stop. Only people who have been poor can understand this. You don't understand, Your Highness."

Song Qingwan didn't even raise her head as she put the last stroke on the paper. She was very excited, but her eyelids were really drooping.

"It's my fault. I should have told you tomorrow morning." Then she could have a good rest for the night. Li Minghe pulled her up from the chair and walked towards the big bed.

"No, no, I am still very grateful to you. When I become rich, I will carve you a string of golden Buddhist beads with Buddhist inscriptions engraved all over them."

Song Qingwan leaned into his arms consciously. It was so warm and fragrant.

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Li Minghe picked up the person and carried him to the soft bed, then covered him with a soft duvet, making him feel as comfortable as if he was in the clouds.

Every time a new product from the Jing Factory was produced, Song Qingwan would send a few copies to Mingyue Cottage for Li Minghe, including down jackets and down quilts.

Of course Li Minghe enjoyed it as soon as possible. It was indeed better than the tribute silk quilt.

"Thank you, Awan. Go to sleep." After he said that, he kissed Song Qingwan on the forehead, which was a rare thing for him not to make a fuss.

Song Qingwan was indeed exhausted, and with a reassuring heat source beside her, of course she fell asleep immediately, leaving only a warm and fragrant room.

When Song Qingwan woke up the next day, Li Minghe was no longer around, and even his clothes had been taken away.

She didn't look for it, but rolled around on the bed twice, and got up only after her mind was clear. At this time, she already knew her schedule for the day.

"Hmm? I was wondering why it was so quiet. Zhizhi, why aren't you talking? Didn't you make any important discoveries?

Impossible? We have so many new people in the Song Mansion. There must be a lot of undercover spies from other families, right? "

Song Qingwan asked as she put on her clothes, and then simply combed her hair into a ponytail.

"Of course there is, but Wanwan, your man is really terrible! Even if Zhizhi hid in the study room opposite in the morning, he would find Zhizhi accurately and specifically tell her not to disturb her sleep.

Then it flew away, faster than Zhizhi, who almost cursed in public. Therefore, the canary is still a little scared and dare not chirp randomly.

I was afraid that some monster would come and eat the talking canary in one bite.

"Then let's talk quietly. But apart from Li Minghe, no one can get close to here without being discovered by you. Didn't you say that only he can't be discovered by you, and you are not afraid of others?"

Song Qingwan said with a smile. She was already dressed neatly, of course in the most ordinary style.

"You're right. Take out a pen and paper and record it. There are so many lurking 'rats', including men, women, young and old.

Fortunately, Wanwan has Zhizhi who can control all kinds of beasts, otherwise you would be in trouble." Zhizhi is quite confident in the areas he is good at.

Song Qingwan believed in and relied on it, and on the table there were papers and charcoal pencils that were not used up last night.

"You say it, and I'll remember it."

"Well, let's start with our yard, the one that sweeps the floor."

Zhizhi's memory is like a computer. There is no name that it cannot remember. There are more than twenty people recorded in this list, and this is the result after screening by Hua Lao and Xie Qingcheng.

Song Qingwan thought that there must be some spies hiding deeper in the house who had not yet had time to show up and take action.

But she has Zhizhi, and she believes that these people will be found soon.

Song Qingwan wrote out the list and also wrote down some of the things they had done that had been leaked, which took up two large sheets of paper.

"Okay, let's go." Song Qingwan came to the door and opened it. There were two second-class maids waiting there. One of them was peeking around, as if she wanted to listen to what was going on in the room.

But the maid did not hear Song Qingwan's footsteps, and the door suddenly creaked open.

When they saw Song Qingwan appear at the door, the two maids were shocked. The girl walked silently, as if she was floating, which was a bit scary.

"Miss, are you awake? I will bring you some hot water for you to wash up."

"Please excuse me young lady, as you don't have an exact wake-up time, so we are not ready."

The two of them spoke separately, both looking a little uneasy, as if they were very scared.

However, these two maids were not on Zhizhi's list, so Song Qingwan didn't mind it. "Go, call Jiang Ling."

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