In the town, fuduoduo first helps Shen Xu arrange the books to sell and hunt with Shen Jiagong yesterday. Then he takes Shen Xiaohua to find the place where the pot is made.
Fuduo is not going to fry kebabs. It's going to bake kebabs!
It's the same as the modern kebab, commonly known as barbecue. It's impossible to find the grill in this era. We can only find someone to customize it.
Before he came to town, fuduoduo had already drawn a barbecue grill style on paper with a pen. There is a rectangular metal groove on the top. At that time, charcoal can be put inside, and four one meter high supports are below.
According to the memory of Fu's daughter and the guidance of Shen Xiaohua, fuduoduo and Shen Xiaohua find an alley, where the master who has been casting pots for generations lives.
Master Liu, the pot maker, is an old man, about sixty years old, thin and small. When he saw the drawing Fuduo brought, he was surprised: "my old man has been casting pots all his life, and I haven't seen you like this yet."
Fuduo is shy and smiles. He sees Master Liu calling his children and grandchildren over.
Master Liu's sons are all in their 30s and 40s. His great grandchildren are coming out soon. A group of big men look at the drawings and shake their heads one after another. "Dad, we don't have this mold in our family."
Fudo bit his lip.
"Little girl, what is your pot for?" Master Liu gave the drawing back to fuduoduo. He rubbed his hands and said, "we don't have this kind of mould at home. Why don't you go to other places to have a look?"
No one wants to push the business out, but his family doesn't have this mold. If it's made, the cost will be high.
There is no other place to go!
Fuduo still knew this truth, and he gave the drawing to master Liu again. "You have to do it boldly. If you don't have a mold, you can make one. In the future, there will be many people who want this pot in this city.
When her barbecue business is big, naturally someone will follow suit, and barbecue will not be a rare thing at that time.
Master Liu and others are surprised to see fuduoduo. They have never seen such a brisk business.
At the moment, Master Liu and Fuduo carefully discussed the mold and pot.
Half an hour later, Fuduo talked with Master Liu about the time and date, paid a deposit and left Master Liu's home.
Later, fuduoduo takes Shen Xiaohua to the woodwork workshop. She forgives her for not knowing where to make a bamboo stick for meat. She can only take Shen Xiaohua to touch it.
The woodwork workshop is in a very remote place. Baiyun Village is in the north of Qingshan Town, and the woodwork workshop is in the south of Qingshan town. There are mountains where bamboo and big trees are planted. The woodwork workshop is built there to facilitate wood cutting.
Fuduoduo and Shen Xiaohua are holding hands. Fuduoduo is wearing a mask, which naturally attracts the attention of many passers-by.
The place is more and more remote. When passing by an alley like this, Shen Xiaohua suddenly takes lafuduo's hand, points to the deep of the alley and says, "second sister-in-law, don't you go back and have a look?"
"Go back?" Fuduo looks in the direction of Shen Xiaohua's finger and immediately picks his eyebrows.
Along the way, I only thought about the woodwork workshop, but I forgot that Fu's daughter was the one in this area. Isn't the broken alley Shen Xiaohua pointed to the way to Fu's mother's home?
At the thought of Fu's parents' desire to crush the girl, Fuduo shakes his head and pulls Shen Xiaohua away. "If you don't go back, you don't want to go back."
"Cut off?" Shen Xiaohua's face is obviously not clear, and she can't see through fuduoduo.