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"Did you really scream out loud?" Even He Ling couldn't help but scream when he heard the key point.
Lin Mo nodded. "The sound must have been quite loud. The people standing next to me were startled, which made the pedestrians stop. The ghost scholar was indeed among them."
Although he wasn't there, He Ling still asked nervously, "Did he find you?"
"No! I listened to the leader and didn't even look up. It was the servants from the Xiao Mansion who answered. Fortunately, Master Ye revealed the ghost scholar's name before he left, and that's how the leader and the others learned about this evil villain..."
It was rare for Lin Mo to speak so carefully, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.
This was her first time accepting a mission, and her successful completion was half due to luck, but half was due to herself.
After following the gang leader for such a long time, she has learned a lot.
He Ling didn't care about her feelings at the moment and kept urging her to continue.
In fact, Lin Mo has said a lot in the past two days, but He Ling always can't hear enough and wants her to explain in more detail.
Faced with He Ling's request, Lin Mo had no way of refusing. After he told her the story, he realized that it was just like what the storyteller had told him.
However, in this major event, Lin Mo's experience was really limited, and even if he told it in detail, it would only take a short time to finish.
He Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief and said with some envy, "You've really accomplished a lot this time! So, how does it feel to be out with the gang leader?"
Lin Mo thought for a moment before saying, "The gang leader didn't ask me to do anything too difficult. The main thing is to be brave. And those people aren't that scary. They can't see me at all, so whether I fight or flee, I actually have a chance of winning."
It was also during this trip that Lin Mo fully realized the usefulness of the identity of "maid". As long as she didn't speak, almost no one would pay attention to her.
This was also what the bishop taught her. As a woman, she would inevitably be looked down upon by others. However, this contempt could also be transformed into an advantage, allowing her to hide herself and accumulate strength.
Just like when she entered the Xiao Mansion, she had been following behind the gang leader, watching him fool the old man around and make him fall into the trap little by little.
If I were a man, it wouldn't be so easy.
He Lingke didn't expect her to say that. After a moment's pause, he whispered, "People in the bank won't 'see' us."
In fact, after they entered the bank and started to count the accounts, everyone's eyes were fixed on them, as if they wanted to peel off their skin.
Because of this, everyone is very cautious, not daring to make any mistakes and not wanting to lose face for the gang leader.
In addition to managing accounts, they also have to learn a lot of things on a daily basis. Those who teach them never have a good face, and if they learn slowly, they will be ridiculed. If they were not concerned about their status as the "gang leader's confidant", I'm afraid some people would say bad things about them.
Such a situation forced many people to hide in the house and sob secretly. He Ling certainly would not cry, but she could not help feeling depressed.
Lin Mo sensed something was wrong and asked nervously, "What's going on? Is someone giving you guys a hard time? Why didn't you tell the gang leader?!"
He Ling shook her head: "It's not that it's difficult, but I just can't stand women like us entering the accounting office."
Lin Mo understood immediately. Wasn't her brother treating her the same way? She snorted and said, "Whether they like it or not is their business. We are doing things according to the orders of the gang leader, so we have to do our best!"
These decisive words also made He Ling nod vigorously: "That's right! We must learn skills well. The more we learn, the more stable we can stand and won't be looked down upon by others!"
Seeing that she had recovered as before, Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and then asked, "By the way, have you learned any new skills following Mr. Tian these days?"
He Ling's face immediately fell: "I'm lucky I didn't get mad at him!"
Lin Mo was startled when he heard this and quickly pushed He Ling: "Be more respectful to Mr. Tian and don't talk nonsense."
He Ling curled her lips and said, "You don't know that person's temper. He's really not worth paying attention to. He's always sarcastic and never says a single nice thing. If I didn't need to learn some skills, I would have lived in a bank long ago..."
He Ling simply couldn't stop muttering for a long time, criticizing Tian Yu from head to toe, which made Lin Mo dumbfounded.
Is Mr. Tian really that difficult to please? He's not just treating Ah Ling like this, but everyone else? And the gang leader isn't mad at him?
After struggling for a while, Lin Mo finally said, "It's fine as long as I can learn something. Unlike my brother, he scolds me all day long and tells me not to show up in public."
He Ling also knew Lin Meng's attitude and couldn't help but sigh: "Why is there no man in the world who can be relied on? Young Master is still the best!"
Lin Mo pursed his lips and whispered, "The gang leader is a woman."
He Ling glanced at her in confusion: "I know."
"It's not appropriate to call you 'Young Master' in private." Lin Mo couldn't help but advise again.
He Ling, however, was unusually stubborn: "I'm the young master's personal maid, so I have to be called that. Besides, everyone calls me Gang Leader, I'm tired of hearing it!"
This was a bit strange, but Lin Mo didn't know how to refute it. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered, "I'm afraid others will think too much..."
He Ling finally understood what was going on. She snorted coldly, "Anyway, none of us who work in the bank want to marry outside. This is a confidential position, and we absolutely cannot leak secrets. If we get married, we'll become outgoing. It's best for us to stay in the gang."
This was her true feelings. After all, those who learned math and went to Dongning to work as accountants were not simple women. Compared to getting married, they would rather use an abacus and keep accounts in the accounting office.
This is a job that pays well, is respectable, and secure. Even if it is a little hard, can it be harder than managing a household and raising children? When you can really run a business on your own, you can be compared to an accountant, and your status and freedom will be completely different.
That's why He Ling doesn't care what others think. It's best if she can't get married! As long as she can stay with the young master for a long time, she will be satisfied.
This was something Lin Mo had never thought of, and he vaguely felt that something was not right.
However, seeing her friend's desperate look, she couldn't find any words to refute. In the end, she could only sigh and say no more.
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Now that he was in Dongning, Cheng Xi had to inspect each workshop. The others were fine as they had all been arranged in advance and were progressing very smoothly. Only the newly built glass workshop was different from the others.
"Master Chen, is it still impossible to burn out more transparent colored glass?" Cheng Xi frowned slightly as he looked at the piece of colored glass handed over by the old glass craftsman.
This family of glass craftsmen named Chen was found by Lu Jian for her. Because they had offended their enemies, they were forced to sell their property and were then picked up by the Red Flag Gang.
The three men in the family all know how to make glass. Although their skills cannot be called exquisite, they can still make some bowls and dishes.
When the gang leader asked this, Old Man Chen couldn't help but put on a bitter face: "The Western glass you want, I'm afraid it won't be burnt out for a while."
Nowadays, transparent glass products are becoming more and more popular on the market, especially glass mirrors.
But ordinary glass craftsmen have no idea how to make such a transparent lens without bubbles. How can they possibly make it? Now that he has come to the Red Flag Gang and signed the contract, he is the gang leader's man. Naturally, he has to do everything he can to fulfill the boss's requirements. It has made his hair turn white with worry.
Flipping through the greenish glass, Cheng Xi suddenly asked, "Do you think it's a problem with the craftsmanship or the materials?"
"This..." Old Man Chen hesitated for a moment and said carefully, "I'm afraid there are all of them. If it's a recipe passed down from ancestors, even if you see the real thing, you probably can't imitate it."
This was a bit disappointing. Cheng Xi thought for a moment and asked, "Have you ever tried using sand?"
Old man Chen was stunned by the question: "Can sand be used to make colored glaze?"
"It should be possible." Cheng Xi remembered that the West had quartz sand, which was used to make more transparent glass. This thing was actually "silver sand." The silver beaches in tourist attractions were mostly made of quartz sand. And the long beach on Luoling Island happened to be white.
Thinking of this, Cheng Xi immediately made a decision: "I'll have someone bring some sand over, and you guys can try to see if you can melt it."
Old Man Chen became even more panicked: "Boss, if we want to melt the sand, we don't know what the furnace temperature should be. How can an ordinary glass furnace do that?"
"To fire porcelain, the furnace temperature must be high. It should just be a problem of furnace-making technology. You guys try it first. If it doesn't work, I'll find a furnace head for firing porcelain." Cheng Xi said simply.
This, this is too much, isn't it? How much money would it cost? However, Old Man Chen didn't dare to say "no". This young man looked young, but he was an absolute wealthy man in the sea. How could he offend him? Besides, they also had shares in the Liulifang. If they could make it, they would make a fortune.
Although he was a little nervous, Old Man Chen gritted his teeth and agreed.
Cheng Xi casually picked up another piece of glass and praised: "It seems that mercury plating can still work."
I saw that the slightly green glass was coated with a silver layer. Although the mirror surface was still a little blurry, it could already reflect a person's figure.
Old Man Chen immediately said, "Thanks to the leader's guidance, I tried it out and found that using tinfoil and mercury, I can actually show a person's image. I never thought those Western hand mirrors were made this way!"
This is an amazing craft. You know, peep shows that can reflect people are rare on the market nowadays.
Now that they have learned it, it will be enough to feed us for several lifetimes.
Of course, Old Man Chen didn't have the courage to break away from the Red Flag Gang and work on his own, so he had to keep this secret to himself.
Cheng Xi smiled slightly: "Then let's burn some of this glass first. Any color is fine. It should be thinner and uniformly coated with a mirror."
Old man Chen was startled: "But this glass is not transparent enough."
This is the real flaw. Although the glass can reflect people's figures, it is very blurry, even worse than a damaged bronze mirror.
If such a hand mirror were to be released into the market, it probably wouldn't be able to be sold at a high price, right?
"Even if it's not transparent, it has its uses. Just burn it and I'll have someone deal with it." Cheng Xi had already thought about it. Since he wanted to "copy", the variety naturally couldn't be single.
Such glass mirrors cannot reflect people, but they are enough to be used as decorations on jewelry boxes. The gold and silver craftsmen we invited before have good craftsmanship. If these glass mirrors can be inlaid on jewelry boxes and some gorgeous styles such as Baroque and Rococo can be added, it will definitely be popular.
Of course, she didn't study art, so she probably couldn't give such professional guidance, but since it's a "copycat", she could just mix and match.
If we do well in the future, we might be able to export it.
Seeing that Gang Leader Cheng was so calm, Old Man Chen also breathed a sigh of relief: "That's easy, I will make more."
These little gadgets are really no big deal for him; studying transparent glass is more important.
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