Tang Jie calculated the size and shape Lin Mo pointed out in his mind before speaking, "Brother Mo, if I customize the shape and size, the price might be more expensive than an ordinary pottery jar."

His subtext is that they are just used to hold things, so as long as they can hold things, why bother spending a lot of money to customize special pottery jars.

"It's much more expensive." Su Mu opened his mouth, but after thinking about it, he could only utter three words.

Others may not know, but he knows that Lin Mo spent a lot of money to build a house and buy a shop, and the shop has not yet started business. It hurts him to see Lin Mo spending money so lavishly, but given his position, it is difficult for him to persuade him.

"Oh! My dear Third Brother! Just be quiet and let's just buy some ready-made jars. Custom-made ones are twice as expensive. Even if you made a lot of money on this business trip, we can't waste it like this!"

Lin Wu heard a strange cry outside the door. He hurried into the main room and looked at Lin Mo with a painful face. If he hadn't come at the right time, his third brother would have spent money recklessly again.

"Third brother, since you're making this for our family's use anyway, you can just buy a few large water tanks to put it in. Why do you need to customize it?"

Lin Mo's eye twitched. It turned out that Lin Wu was also a stingy person. "Xiao Wu, Third Brother is researching new food. Not only will we eat it ourselves, but we will also sell it to restaurants in town. If it's not packaged nicely, those nobles won't buy it. Don't worry, Third Brother guarantees that we can make a profit."

There are not many condiments in this world. If he can make the bean paste successfully, he is sure that he can sell it to Xinrui Restaurant, so he is not worried about sales.

Lin Wu pursed his lips. The numbers he could calculate were limited. Sometimes he would calculate the accounts for purchasing materials at the construction site until late at night. Sometimes he would calculate again and again for fear of making a mistake in calculating the price and suffering a loss.

As his computing ability improved, he became more aware of how much his third brother was spending. He was so frightened that he couldn't sleep for many nights, fearing that his third brother was still struggling even though he had no money in his pocket.

"I understand, Third Brother. I'm not worried that you'll be out of money. The workers haven't been paid yet, and I'm worried that you'll spend all your money without any measure."

Lin Mo patted his shoulder and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Lin Wu was deflated and muttered softly, "I know, Third Brother."

Lin Mo naturally knew what he was thinking. He had been poor since he was a child, and most of the family expenses were earned by him working hard outside. Now that he had money, his first reaction was not to spend money lavishly, but to be like a miser, only thinking about income and not spending.

"Jie Wa Zi, just order it according to my request. Then I'll carve the word 'Lin' on the bottom of the jar and I'll draw it for you."

Lin Mo went back to the house and got a pen and paper, and re-drew the shape of the jar on it. The pottery jar, which was bigger than the palm of his hand, appeared vividly on the paper, with a big opening and a round belly. The shape was very honest and cute.

He also wrote the word "Lin" in a flamboyant style on the side. This was a signature he designed himself, which was beautiful and easy to recognize.

"Brother Mo, you are so awesome. It turns out you can write?" Tang Jie stared at the paper in a daze, his admiration for Lin Mo evident in words.

Lin Mo smiled awkwardly: "I learned a few words from my master when I went out to do business this time, but I can't recognize many."

"Third brother, even though your handwriting looks ugly, the pottery jar you drew is very beautiful. It looks very cute."

Lin Wu praised the portrait generously, but complained about the word "Lin" with disdain.

Lin Mo was speechless, "My handwriting is ugly."

Lin Wu glanced at Lin Mo with disdain and said with a pout, "When I used to help other people with Jie Wa Zi, the handwriting of those managers was very neat and straight, each small and beautifully arranged together. It was much better looking than yours."

He shook his head and continued with a look of relief, "Third brother, you stay at home all year round and rarely see others write. It's great that you can write like this."

Lin Mo: “…”

"Forget it, it's a bit ugly, but just use it." Lin Wu nodded reluctantly and handed the paper to Tang Jie.

Lin Mo's thousands of words were stuck in his throat. Forget it, forget it. They don't know how to appreciate it, there must be someone else who does.

Lin Mo cleared his throat and continued, "Jie Wazi, if there are any lentils left in the village, please collect some. After the first batch is ready, I plan to make a second batch."

It takes a long time to make broad beans into bean paste. It takes at least a month just to dry them in the sun, not to mention that they have to be peeled one by one by hand.

Lin Mo plans to make another batch before winter comes, just in time for them to get enough sun.

Tang Jie grinned, "Don't worry, Brother Mo, there's nothing in our village, but there are plenty in other villages. No matter how much you want, I will definitely find it for you."

There are not many families in the village who grow lentils, but there are several nearby villages that grow a lot of them. If there is no lentil in the village, he can go to other villages to collect them.

Life in the nearby villages was not easy. If people had extra food or mountain products at home, they would carry them to the town to exchange for money. They might not buy the small things sold by peddlers.

But if someone comes to the village to buy mountain products and the price is about the same as in town, everyone will be happy to do so.

"Okay then, I'll leave this to you. You can ask your brother Sheng for the money when the time comes."

After seeing Tang Jie off, Lin Mo asked Lin Wu, "Why are you back?"

Lin Wu then remembered his own affairs. His face changed and he said dissatisfiedly: "Third brother, when we were having dinner just now, someone from the old house came over to eat for free. This time, it wasn't just one person, but my uncle's whole family came."

There are five people in the big house of the old house. Except for the elderly Mrs. Lin, everyone else has a bigger appetite, especially Uncle Lin's two sons. They are in the growing age, and even if they don't work, they eat more just by eating than the workers doing hard labor on the construction site.

"They are so shameless! Not only did they finish lunch, they also packed up dinner and took it away. One person ate the amount for two people. I didn't even get to eat lunch today."

Lin Mo's face was cold, and his sharp eyes were full of sinister intent. "I'll take care of this matter. When the work is over, ask Tang Le to come to the house."

He and Lin Wu couldn't stay at the construction site all the time. He had to take care of the shop's affairs, and Lin Wu had to run around to buy materials. Lin Sheng alone couldn't handle that whole family.

We can only find someone who has the aura to control that family.

Tang Le is tall and muscular, and just standing next to him makes people feel intimidated. Most importantly, he is not afraid of trouble. He has helped their family several times over the years, both openly and secretly. It is most appropriate to entrust him to help look after the place.

There was a glint of viciousness in Lin Mo's eyes, and a sneer on his lips. Besides, they soon had no intention of causing trouble at the construction site.