The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

Mo Haiyao grabbed his hand and shook his head at him. What he wanted to convey to Gu Yu was not to go back to Mo's house. It would be dangerous to go back.

But Gu Yu didn't understand, "If you don't want me to leave, I have to leave too. You know how strict the Mo family's rules are. If I go back late, I will definitely be scolded, and maybe even beaten."

At this moment, footsteps appeared in the darkness, and Mo Haiyao covered Gu Yu's mouth, telling him not to make any sound.

He reached out and pulled off the only valuable thing that represented the Mo family from his neck, and threw it into the pit. He thought they must have come back for this.

Then he pulled Gu Yu away cautiously.

Seeing the dug hole, the two of them panicked, "Brother, how did this person escape?"

"There must be someone helping him. His body can't go far. Let's look for it."

After searching around, they couldn't find anyone. If they continued searching like this, it would be dark, and the two of them had to return to the pit.

"Brother, look."

It was exactly what they were looking for. Without it, the two of them would not be able to make it tonight.

If Mo Haitao couldn't see this thing, the two Mo family members would not dare to go back and would have to run away.

"Brother, let's bury the hole. Anyway, the second master won't know whether Mo Haiyao is dead or not."

"This is the only way."

When the thing was handed over to Mo Haitao, it was an heirloom of the Mo family. Mo Haitao said, "Why did you come back?"

"I was afraid that he would run away, so I dug the hole a little deeper."

Mo Haitao threw a money bag to them: "I guess you can do things."

Guyu sat helplessly on the ground and cried, "Am I unable to go back?"

Mo Haiyao nodded, the sky was getting brighter, and Gu Yu finally saw his face clearly, "Ah——"

Mo Haiyao knew that he was scary, but he couldn't speak and couldn't comfort him.

At this time, Gu Yu, who had jumped two meters away, came closer and said, "You are not the eldest son of the Mo family, are you?"

Mo Haiyao nodded.

"They say you have a strange disease and look scary. It seems to be true."

Mo Haiyao nodded again.

"But what do we do now?"

Mo Haiyao made a gesture, which meant running away, and Gu Yu understood.

"What will you do if I leave?"

Mo Haiyao waved his hand, meaning not to worry about him.

As soon as Gu Yu slapped his butt cruelly, he left. Within ten minutes, he ran back again.

He sat down next to Mo Hai Kiln again in despair, and said kindly: "Since I saved you, I can't leave you here to fend for yourself."

Mo Haiyao made a gesture to ask him to leave quickly.

Gu Yu strengthened his belief and said again: "I served the horse in the Mo family. I will serve you from now on. You are a young master after all. Compared with serving the horse, I should not be disadvantaged by serving a young master."

After hearing these words, Mo Haiyao was speechless. He never thought that one day someone would compare him with horses.

From then on, there were two more beggars on the street.

Cangman clicked his tongue, with sympathetic eyes in his eyes, and said in a mocking tone: "Gu Yu, Gu Yu, no one can plan the dishes better than you, and no one has a smarter mind than you. Thank you for your young master's ability, otherwise You have to beg on the street to support your young master for the rest of his life."

Gu Yu's big eyes moved back and forth in his eye frames and he didn't dare to refute Cangman's words.

Boss Qian got to the point of today's topic. He asked Mo Haiyao: "Can laymen like us make ceramics?"

Mo Haiyao said: "You can make ceramics even if you learn a little bit, but you may not be able to make high-quality ceramics."

Boss Qian nodded: "I understand, the best ceramics come from famous ceramic families."

Mo Haiyao said: "It is not difficult to make a kiln, but you have to study hard. People who are impatient cannot do this. Just like many of the craftsmen who make ceramics in the Mo family are already in their sixties. They have been doing it for a lifetime."

Boss Qian said: "It seems that cultivating such talents does not happen overnight."

Mo Haiyao said: "That's natural."

Boss Qian added: "Master Mo, have you ever thought about inviting some of the Mo family's craftsmen to work for us?"

Mo Haiyao said: "In the past two years, my grandfather passed away and my mother was killed. I have also suffered. The Mo family's kiln factory has long been undergoing a major change. Mr. Mo and Mo Haitao have severely punished the workers. Many veteran workers have long since Already left the Mo family."

"Oh? Can these people still be found?"

Mo Haiyao took out a page from the table and handed it to Boss Qian, "This is their address."

Mo Haiyao has been prepared for a long time. He has thought of everything Boss Qian can think of.

Boss Qian looked happy and said, "Can we invite such a person? Do we have to have Mr. Mo personally take action?"

Mo Haiyao nodded and said, "I can go now, but..."

Boss Qian looked at Mo Haiyao, who stopped talking halfway through, and immediately understood what was going on.

"The remuneration of the employees is subject to Mr. Mo's decision. Mr. Mo has the right to decide all matters in this kiln, and the personnel are also at your disposal."

Mo Haiyao said: "Then I will go and invite people now."

Boss Qian said: "Cangman, please go with Mr. Mo."

Looking at Gu Yu secretly pouting his mouth, Boss Qian warned Cangman: "Don't bully Gu Yu on the road."

Gu Yu looked at Boss Qian's expression of gratitude.

the other side.

Feng Gou got Mo Haitao's handwritten notes, and he went to Mo Haitao like a dog to claim credit.

"Second Young Master, this is the latest pottery making method of Mohai Kiln."

Mo Haitao was overjoyed when he heard this, and his eyes were filled with greed.

"Bring it to me quickly."

Feng Gou bowed his waist and offered it with both hands.

Mo Haitao looked through them one by one, as if he had found a treasure, "That's great. As long as I have this, I won't be afraid of firing a decent kiln."

Feng Gouzi flattered him and said, "With someone as smart as the Second Young Master, he will definitely be able to make unrivaled pottery."

This bullshit sentence captures Mo Haitao's ease. He didn't know how much he weighed a long time ago, and now he's even more relaxed.

He held the thing in his hand and handed it to Feng Gou, "Make a copy according to my notes."

"Yes, Second Young Master."

Then Mo Haitao took the notes copied by Feng Gou and went to Mr. Mo's place.

"Dad, I have been thinking hard these past few days about why our Mo family hasn't produced the best ceramics in the past year?"

Master Mo said, "What have you come up with?"

"My child has come up with the following points, please let your father see them." He wanted to tell his father in person, but unfortunately he couldn't remember them.

After seeing it, Mr. Mo was very impressed and said, "My son has some skills and is a good pottery maker."

Mo Haitao said: "You should feel free to leave the kiln factory to my management now, right?"

This is Mo Haitao's true purpose.

Master Mo saw that his son had unique insights in pottery making and gradually showed his talent. This was his only son. There was no doubt that the Mo family would belong to him sooner or later.