After arriving in the town and getting off the bus, Wang Guan immediately smiled and said, "Feibai, it seems that he is going to change his clothes again."

"It's not the first time I change it."

After staying in the town for a while, the two immediately changed their clothes, and they looked like they were going to the countryside to collect things, and then rode their motorcycles slowly towards the nearby mountain village.

Not long after, the two of them arrived at their destination, surrounded by mountains and waters, and the environment was quite beautiful, but the plants and trees were withered a little in winter. I believe that the beginning of spring next year will definitely be a lush scene.

However, this is not the point. The point is that when they come to the vicinity of the mountain village, the two of them began to observe.

After all, firing porcelain is not a simple thing. The venue is also very important, especially the kilns that burn porcelain, which cannot be careless. A clever woman cannot cook without rice. If there is no most critical kiln, even if there are raw materials and the shape of the porcelain is made, it will not cause qualitative changes, which will transform the clay material and become exquisite porcelain.

Having said that, after looking around for a while, the two felt that they had always come to the right place.

Generally speaking, near the mountain village, there must be pieces of fields. Even if autumn has passed and the crops in the fields have been harvested, the outline of the fields should still be there.

However, around the small mountain village in front of us, there are not many fields. Perhaps there are very few fields, only a few lonely pieces, but more are workshops and kilns.

In other words, this small mountain village is actually a professional porcelain factory.

This is worthy of happiness, but it also makes the two of them quite worried. What is happy is that someone burns porcelain here, which means that Mr. Zhu is naturally likely to be hidden in it. What is worrying is that it is difficult to find a lot of people, and there are too many people and mixed people. If there is any slight movement, it will spread quickly. Maybe Mr. Zhu will hear it and immediately scatter.

"Don't think too much."

At the right time, Wang Guan signaled: "Let's go, let's go into the village and take a look."

Yu Feibai naturally had no objection and walked slowly into the mountain village with Wang Guan. Or the young and strong people in the village were busy in the kiln workshops. Therefore, most of the villages were elderly and children.

This is the biggest problem in modern rural areas and the most acute social contradiction. The young and strong in the village go out to work, and only the elderly are left to guard the children. Moreover, the elderly are not just taking care of the children. In addition, they have to be busy with other things. Children are ignorant and play in a mess, which is often prone to various accidents, leading to tragedies in the world.

The situation in this mountain village is better now. The young and strong in the village work nearby, and there are not many fields. The elderly don’t have to be busy with too many trivial matters. They can concentrate on taking care of their children and avoid any mistakes.

For example, now, when I see two strangers coming to the village, some old people have become more alert and they call their children to take care of them intentionally or unintentionally.

"uncle."

Seeing this situation, Yu Feibai walked towards an old man without waiting for Wang Guan to speak with a bright smile: "We are going to the countryside to collect things. I wonder if there are any old items in your house?"

Hearing this, the old man's expression was a bit soothing. Thanks to the era of national collection, due to the popularity of collection, it is similar to an ancient city like Luoyang and Kaifeng. It is definitely the first choice for many collectors to come and go.

There are many people going to the countryside to pay for houses, so the old man is not surprised by this. And he is relatively simple. He shook his head and said, "Now there are no ones, there are those in the past, but they are sold..."

While speaking, the old man also felt a little regretful. A few years ago, the collection started, and there were a few old things in his family. Some people sold them when they went to the countryside to pay their houses. However, in the past two years, watching TV, especially watching collection programs, I heard some experts' comments, but I felt that the things were losing money, so I was naturally very regretful.

"Is it really nothing?"

Yu Feibai asked unyieldingly: "You always think about it again, maybe there are some omissions... By the way, those kiln factories should not be newly built. If there were any in ancient times, there must be some things left."

The old man was not surprised that Yu Feibai asked this, because when he saw the kiln factory, people who went to the countryside to pay houses had the same idea. If it were an ancient kiln factory, some good things would have been passed down.

“Those are not ancient kiln factories.”

However, the old man shook his head and said, "It was newly built, it has only been a few years."

Most people will definitely be disappointed when they hear this, but Wang Guan and Yu Feibai looked at each other and were a little happy. They vaguely felt that this matter is worth exploring in depth.

Thinking of this, how could the two of them leave? They immediately took the excuse of being thirsty and tired, so they asked the old man for a bowl of water to drink. Seeing the two of them being dusty, the old man had no doubts, but did not invite them into the door, but asked the child to pour out the water.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Not long after, the child brought two bowls of water out. Wang Guan took one of them, took a sip, and smiled and said, "Thank you, too, how old is this year? Have you gone to school?"

This was just a matter of nothing to say, and the child was a little shy and pulled the corner of the old man's pants and hid behind.

If you are asking the old man, the old man may not answer, but when asking the child, the old man happily pulled the child out, touched his little head, squinted his eyes and said, "Uncle, you should be polite and answer quickly."

This is how elders are. They can prevent themselves, but they encourage children to be lively and cheerful and have the courage to communicate with others.

At the same time, with the encouragement of the old man, the child timidly stretched out his little palm, then pulled his thumb back, and only exposed four fingers, whispered: "My name is Yao Ming, I am five years old this year."

"Yao Ming, a good name..." Yu Feibai praised it all the time, ignoring the child's inability to calculate, and only picked the best and said, "You can tell at a glance that it's the material for playing basketball..."

The old man smiled but didn't understand. At the same time, he pulled out the child's thumb and educated him: "Remember, this is the fifth, just four..."

"oh."

The child nodded in a daze, not knowing whether he remembered it or not.

Regardless of whether he remembered it or not, Wang Guan thought about it anyway, and then asked inadvertently: "Uncle, do the people in the village have the same surname as Tao? But they have the same surname as basketball star Yao Ming."

"Yes, our surname is Yao." The old man may not know who Yao Ming is, but he nodded and admitted that most of the people in the village were Yao's surname, and he had lived in the mountain village for hundreds of years.

After confirming, Wang Guan immediately winked at Yu Feibai, then drank the water in one gulp, and returned the empty bowl. After thanking him, he said goodbye and left.

The two of them rode on their motorcycles and left the village in a blink of an eye. After walking away, Yu Feibai asked, "Why are you walking so fast? I think you will definitely find more clues if you continue to inquire. Besides, you haven't visited the place where the broken porcelain pieces are buried yet."

"Don't look at it anymore, so as not to cause suspicion." Wang Guan pondered: "I think it's the most urgent thing to check who is investing in and building factories here."

"What?" Yu Feibai reacted quickly and said in surprise: "Do you suspect that the person who invested in the factory is Mr. Zhu?"

"It's not impossible." Wang Guan nodded and said, "The old man just said that most of the people in the village were surnamed Yao, but it made me wonder if this is the hometown of Mr. Yao."

"Um?"

When Yu Feibai heard this, he also understood it a bit. You should know that Chinese people all have a local complex, whether they return to their roots, or they don’t return to their hometown without returning to their wealth, it’s like walking in a brocade dress at night. Anyway, many people have a subtle psychology about their hometown. It is normal for them to have money to repay their hometown. Perhaps Mr. Zhu Da also has the same idea.

"It is often said that you should think twice before you act, be cautious, at least you won't make any mistakes." Wang Guan smiled and said, "Besides, Mr. Qian said just now, let's not alert the enemy. I think it's right."

"I also feel it is necessary to check the kiln factory's background after hearing what you said." Yu Feibai nodded and touched his chin and said, "Suddenly, I have a feeling that I am about to catch a big fish."

"I hope your feeling is right." While speaking, Wang Guan asked again: "Anotherwise, how about your relationship in Kaifeng? Do you want to ask Mr. Qian for help?"

"Tsk, underestimate people." Yu Feibai snorted: "After all, I am a rich family and a veritable second generation. When I shine my signature, I don't know how many people lick me and check something, it's easy..."

As it turned out, Yu Feibai did not boast. Soon after, the two returned to the Kaifeng City Hotel, and then he made a phone call. Two or three hours later, someone sent a large bag of information, all about the Yaocun Kiln Factory.

"Legal representative..."

There is a lot of information, but the two of them don’t have to finish reading it, just aim at investors.

"Yao Yuan, American Chinese!"

Seeing this information, Yu Feibai immediately said in surprise: "Reliable!"

"really."

Wang Guan also agreed and continued to read the information. However, there was less information in the information, which recorded that the man named Yao Yuan was a Chinese who returned from the United States. In order to support the development of his hometown, he invested in the construction of a kiln factory.

The kiln factory mainly produces daily porcelain, and is relatively cheap, but the things are very exquisite. Before the loss for two or three years, it gradually opened up sales. It is hard to say other places, but it is well-known in Kaifeng anyway.

"It's dark under the light."

At this time, Yu Feibai sighed: "I always thought that Mr. Zhu's secret base was abroad, but I didn't expect it to be in China. It was too unexpected."

"Who said it was not?" Wang Guan nodded and said, "We are thinking inertially, so we took many detours. We never thought that people actually turned to domestic sales."

"Anyway, I've been misled." Yu Feibai shook his head, turned over another page of information, and after continuing to look at it, he suddenly seemed to have seen something incredible, his eyes wide open, and he looked very panicked: "No way!"

"What won't?"
Chapter completed!