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Chapter 172 The Road to Fortune: Solving Problems Cleverly

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    "You Wanrong, you are so careless, and you don't care about Miss Zheng." Chen Wang did not answer the question directly, but came with a series of scolding words.

    Chen Wanrong was a little unconvinced and thought, "I don't care about her, so who cares about her?"  But the words couldn't be said out loud, so Zheng Qing looked at Chen Wanrong, lowered her head, and twisted her hands together, which were a little blue, and she was so shy.

    Mrs. Chen Wang also realized that she was speechless and quickly changed the subject and said, "Wanrong, I want to ask you, did shopkeeper Gao and shopkeeper Ma tell you yesterday that they wanted you to prepare the packaging of alcohol?"

    "Yes!" Chen Wanrong looked at Zheng Qing. She should have told Wang Chen about this.

    Mrs. Chen then made another scolding: "You are a real person. If you have any questions, you have to ask Miss Zheng. She is not an outsider. You can ask her more, can't you? Miss Zheng knows that you are in trouble and will help you solve it."  Come on, take a look and see if it fits."

    I was struggling with this packaging yesterday. Taking the soap as a lesson, Chen Wanrong¡¯s alcohol packaging is not the font written by the master of the printing shop. At least he has to catch up with Wu Jing¡¯s handwriting. Even if there is a gap, it cannot be too big.  , because I feel worried about this matter.

    Zheng Qing has read a lot and is knowledgeable, but the difference between this handwriting and Wu Jing's is relatively large. It's not that Chen Wanrong didn't think of her yesterday, it was because of this that he didn't mention it to her.

    After hearing what Chen Wang said, Chen Wanrong couldn't help but be surprised. He looked at Zheng Qing and asked, "Qing, have you really made it?"

    "What else is true or not? Hasn't it already been made?" Wang Chen answered on behalf of Zheng Qing. He touched Zheng Qing with his elbow and said, "Miss Zheng, take it out and show it to Wan Rong."

    Chen Wang¡¯s words, ¡°She is not an outsider,¡± made Zheng Qing so embarrassed that her neck turned red.  Although this is already a fait accompli, it is very embarrassing to say it from Wang Chen's mouth.

    Hearing this, Zheng Qing raised her head, took out a paper tube from her arms, handed it to Chen Wanrong and said, "Brother Chen, take a look, does it fit? If it doesn't fit, I'll change it right now."

    Chen Wanrong held it in his hand, and there was still warmth on the paper roll, which was her body temperature.  Yi Ren has prepared everything, and anyone will feel extremely considerate, and Chen Wanrong is no exception, giving her a sense of warmth.  He quickly opened it and took a look. His eyes immediately opened wide and he praised: "Good calligraphy! Qing, your handwriting has improved a lot!"

    Compared with her previous fonts, this font is now more powerful, more beautiful, and the frame structure is more reasonable. Overall, it has reached a higher level.  There is still a gap compared to Wu Jing's calligraphy, but the gap has been greatly narrowed.

    "Wanrong, do you know? Miss Zheng stayed up half the night writing this word over and over again. Look at you, you didn't even say anything in the post." Chen Wang scolded Chen Wanrong.

    No wonder she was so tired today. It turned out to be caused by staying up late. Chen Wanrong was grateful from the bottom of his heart for his deep affection for his sweetheart. If Wang Chen hadn't been present, he would have hugged her tenderly.

    "Qing, thank you, thank you!" Chen Wanrong thanked him repeatedly and said: "The handwriting is better, and the colors are well decorated. The instructions for use are better than I expected, and the writing is first-class.  OK. Just use it!¡±

    As Chen Wanrong said, the packaging design is very good and definitely meets Chen Wanrong's requirements.  The only flaw is that the font is a bit delicate, which makes it easy to tell that it was written by a woman. This is a characteristic of women's fonts, and no one can change it, so we can't expect it.

    "When people read such good calligraphy, not only will they not feel disdain, but they will also add a bit of admiration. How many women can write to this level?"

    Zheng Qing was worried that she would not be in line with Chen Wanrong's wishes. She did not expect Chen Wanrong to praise her so highly. She was filled with joy and said with a smile: "Brother Chen, thank you very much. I was just sharpening my skills before the battle. It was too hasty. Please don't laugh, brother Chen."

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    The experienced Chen Wang family hurriedly left the house, leaving Chen Wanrong and Zheng Qing lingering in the kitchen.

    Letting Chen Wanrong hold his hand, Zheng Qing's smile grew stronger: "Brother Chen, I have thought about it. The alcohol must be packaged in porcelain. There must be threads on the opening. After tightening, it can be sealed with yellow wax.  ¡±

    Chen Wanrong thought so too, and the two of them thought of going together. Chen Wanrong looked at the container she designed and admired it very much: "Qing, with you by my side, it makes me worry less. When you are tired, go back and rest. I  Send you back."

    "I'm not tired!" Zheng Qing was still so cute and cute. She tilted her head and said happily: "Working for Brother Chen, why am I tired? Brother Chen, just bake this porcelain to be able to hold a pound of alcohol."  .It¡¯s just that thisCheng Cheng felt it in his heart and nodded in agreement: "Yes! This is what I want to say, Miss Zheng."

    Chen Wanrong explained to them: "This is not a cup, it is a crucible. It can be used to hold things, but I am not using it as a container, but as a tool." Knowing that Zheng Qing would ask more questions, he was the first to speak out: "Make glass  You have to use a crucible.¡±

    Zheng Qing suddenly understood and couldn't help but nod.  Yuan Tiancheng didn't know what glass was, but he was sophisticated and knew that this must be Chen Wanrong's secret, so he wisely chose not to ask.

    Chen Wanrong made a request: "Shopkeeper Yuan, please make two of them like this. They should be larger and can hold hundreds of kilograms of things. Another thing, this crucible must be able to withstand fire."

    Porcelain is inherently fire-resistant. Yuan Tiancheng didn't even think about it. He patted his chest and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, don't worry, I guarantee it won't burn."

    He was full of confidence, but what Chen Wanrong said knocked his confidence away. What Chen Wanrong said was: "Shopkeeper Yuan, I trust your skills. The only thing I worry about is the fire resistance issue. I burn  Get up, it's not your kiln, it will be hotter than your kiln, much hotter, almost as hot as two." The ancients did not have a word for temperature, so they could only use the word "hot".

    "Firing porcelain requires a high temperature of thousands of degrees. If it is so hot, it would be almost two thousand degrees. It is far beyond Yuan Tiancheng's understanding. He is really not sure. He was stunned and speechless.  It was obvious that there were technical difficulties.  (To be continued. If you want to know about the funeral, please log on to www.qidian.com. There are more chapters. Support the author and support genuine reading!) (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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