Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 323 Glass Jar

Song Chunlin said righteously: "What does it have to do with the Gu family? I haven't married into their family yet. Besides, our Song family is not much worse than his Gu family."

The emperor looked at Song Chunlin, who kept talking about not getting married, and felt that if he had such a younger brother... it would definitely be a headache.

Even the Queen couldn't help but remind Song Chunlin: "You, a young man, and an unmarried young man, how can you keep talking about your marriage? This is too unreserved."

Song Chunlin couldn't help but frown. What is reserved? You should ask Gu Fengyue. He is more unrestrained than himself. He is just talking, but he has put it into practice.

Thinking of the unspeakable things that happened before, Song Chunlin's ears turned pink. He coughed lightly in embarrassment, greeted the little prince, and asked him what kind of pastries he liked to eat.

The little prince's eyes lit up, and then he turned to look at his father and mother.

The emperor was in a good mood today. He smiled and said to his son, "Go ahead and pick a few that you like, and pick a few for the Empress Dowager as well."

The queen added: "And your brothers and sisters, they haven't eaten these either, pick some and bring them back to share with everyone."

The emperor looked at the queen with a smile, and then the couple smiled at each other.

"Thank you ma'am."

The queen poked the emperor in annoyance and said, "Why are you thanking me? It's all your money that was spent."

Well, thinking about it this way, the emperor was not so moved.

The little prince had already selected several delicious-looking cakes, especially the cakes in the display cabinet. Because the glass was too clean and transparent, he was caught off guard and bumped into the glass.

Song Chunlin was quick to grab the little prince and prevented him from getting a bloody head injury. However, the little prince felt dizzy and it took him a while to stand up.

The emperor and the empress both felt their pupils shrink when they saw their son run into the glass. They had just seen those transparent glasses upstairs and thought that was the biggest use of glass. Now they found that the display cabinet that they had always thought was empty was actually inlaid with glass in front, and it was such a big piece of glass. This was even more incredible.

The emperor walked over and touched the glass on the display cabinet. It was cold and very smooth. There were many rare treasures in the palace, including transparent glass bottles, but it was the first time in his life that he had seen such a large piece of glass with such high transparency.

"Brother Song, is this the same as the one on the window?"

Song Chunlin shook his head: "Of course it's different. This is double-layer glass, thicker than those on the windows, to prevent someone from bumping into it and breaking the glass."

"Glass? Isn't it colored glaze?"

"Madam, we are used to calling it glass, but it is the same thing as colored glaze, and there is not much difference in essence."

The emperor's fingers kept rubbing on the glass. After a long while, he asked Song Chunlin, "Your use of this glass is quite unique. Others just think of using colored glaze to inlay the window frame to let light into the room, but you use it on such a small cabinet. It's really interesting."

Song Chunlin replied with a smile: "Master, if you like it, I will send you a few larger ones later so that you can also inlay them on the window frame. You can also get some colorful ones to make a picture. It will look better when the sun shines in."

"Oh? Can we add color to it?"

"Not only that, it can also be shaped. However, it's still a little early for our craftsmen to do that. Hehe, but it's only a matter of time. In addition to being used as windows, glass can also be made into containers. Such containers, like ceramics, will not leak. If you want to preserve something, just seal the opening. I plan to make a few larger ones and take them home to pickle kimchi for my mother."

The corners of the mouths of both the emperor and the empress twitched, and even Princess Baohua couldn't help but interject.

"Chunlin, this colored glass has a low production volume and is complicated to make. Are you planning to use it to pickle kimchi?"

Song Chunlin said as a matter of course: "Yes, glass jars are very convenient for pickling kimchi, and can also be used to make hot sauce. Hehe, the transparent jars can clearly see whether the contents are spoiled. If we use clay jars, it is not certain. We will not know if the contents are spoiled. Besides, didn’t I say that I have a glass factory? Now everyone has mastered the technology of making glass. I believe that it won’t be long before glass jars can flow into the market in large quantities."

What Song Chunlin said was indeed correct. Not long after, Xingchengfang launched a particularly expensive biscuit. The biscuit was not made of any precious materials, it was just the simplest butter cookie. However, the containers for the biscuits were all transparent glass jars, and the lids were made of solid wood and wrapped with soft cloth to prevent the food from coming into contact with air and moisture.

As soon as these jars were put on the shelves, many people asked a series of questions, such as whether the jars could be reused, whether the cookies needed to be returned after eating, and so on.

After learning that the cans were not only reusable but did not need to be returned after eating the biscuits, many people bought biscuits from the cans. After eating the biscuits, the cans could be used to store other things.

The final result was that the sales of this kind of biscuits were in short supply. Because the sales were so good, Song Chunlin had to start limiting purchases, because even if the glass factory worked overtime, they could not make enough to sell here. If there was no purchase limit, the supply would be cut off. If you don't strike while the iron is hot in business, everyone will soon forget about this kind of product. Although Song Chunlin felt that this would not be the case with his glass jars, who can say for sure?

After helping out in Xingchengfang for more than a month, the business in the shop was finally on track, and the clerks were more efficient in their work, taking customers' orders, making food, and packing it all in one go. Looking at the children who were gradually becoming more adept at the job, the Song family members retired at this point and went home to have a rest.

In the Song family yard, Zhou Ning only helped out in the first three days after the shop opened, and never went there again. He stayed at home every day to do housework and look after the children. As the main force of the cake shop, Song Qin was naturally not at home, so Chen Yuer came to take care of Zhou Ning and the children's daily life during this period, and occasionally Aunt Wang and others would come to help.

It was the same today. Aunt Wang brought over homemade pancakes. Zhou Ning was doing well with the pregnancy. After the first three months, she started to enjoy everything and was particularly craving for meat and staple foods. Aunt Wang prepared different kinds of delicious food for Zhou Ning every day, trying to get Zhou Ning to give birth to a big fat boy, so that those people who had been jealous of Zhou Ning's infertility would see that it was not that Zhou Ning was infertile. His blessings were all in the future.

Zhou Ning was eating a pancake and chatting with Aunt Wang when they heard some noise at the door. Chen Yuer, who was sitting nearby with her child, turned around with the two of them and looked towards the door. They saw Song Chunsheng leading the way at the gate, carrying a lot of things in his hands. As soon as he entered the yard, his eyes were fixed on his wife. Seeing Zhou Ning about to stand up while holding her stomach, he hurriedly stopped her from doing so.

"Ancestor, don't get up. Just sit down. Don't move. Don't move."

Seeing Song Chunsheng being so cautious, Zhou Ning felt helpless. She felt that since she became pregnant, Song Chunsheng treated her like a porcelain doll. He was not allowed to do this or touch that. Even pouring a glass of water for himself made him extremely nervous.

Although she felt that her husband's worry was excessive, Zhou Ning still sat back obediently. It was because she didn't want to get up to greet Song Chunsheng. He just sat in the same position for too long and his buttocks felt a little numb, so he wanted to change his position. That was it.

Aunt Wang and Chen Yuer smiled at each other, both of them understood each other tacitly.

Aunt Wang was even more straightforward: "It's good to be young. When I was pregnant with my first child, my wife was like this. Now, tsk, time is not forgiving. We can't compare to the clingy young people like them."

Zhou Ning felt a little embarrassed by what her aunt said, and couldn't help stamping her feet lightly: "Aunt, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking. It's getting late and I should go home. I'll come to see you tomorrow." After Aunt Wang finished speaking, she walked out. When she went out, she saw Song Chunlin coming back skipping. After seeing her, he greeted her sweetly.

"Hello, aunt."

"Hey, Chunlin is back too, huh?"

Song Chunlin nodded, then turned around, took one out from the bag in his arms and handed it to Aunt Wang.

"Aunt, these are for you. Take them back and let your family taste them. The jars inside can also be used to store things."

Aunt Wang was often fed by the Song family, so she didn't hesitate at this moment and went home with her bag smiling.

After seeing Aunt Wang off, the Song family went into the house. Chen Yuer saw that everyone had returned and knew that they would definitely not go out again tomorrow night, so she immediately smiled.

"You're all back today. Have you finished your work in the shop?"

Song Dahe stretched his arms and answered her, "Well, it's almost done. The children can basically take care of themselves and there's no need for us to intervene. I've been busy for more than a month. I must have a good sleep tomorrow."

Not only Song Daha thought so, but others also thought so. They got up early and went to bed late every day during this period of time, and almost forgot what it felt like to sleep until they woke up naturally.

The Song family came back late and Chen Yuer had not prepared anything. Fortunately, Song Chunlin had prepared some cooked food in the car in advance, pretending that it was brought back from the capital. He asked Chen Yuer to cook the rice, make some soup and vegetables, and the family had a simple meal.

Maybe they were too tired, so everyone slept late the next morning. When Zhou Ning woke up, no one in the family was still asleep. However, Song Chunlin got up very early and prepared breakfast. After having breakfast with his younger brothers and sisters, he was a little surprised to see Zhou Ning wake up.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you sleep a little longer? Are you still hungry? I have some rice warming up in the pot. I'll serve it to you."

Zhou Ning hurriedly stopped him: "Don't go, I'll serve myself later. But you, you've been busy for so long, why don't you sleep a little longer in the morning?"

Song Chunlin smiled and said, "I don't sleep much. It's okay, sister-in-law. Just finish your meal first and I'll bring it to you right away. It will be quick. Just wait and eat."

Seeing Song Chunlin so lively and not seeming tired at all, Zhou Ning was a little confused, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he sat down at the dining table, holding his stomach. Not long after, Song Chunlin came back with a tray with the breakfast he had prepared.

All the things were taken out from the space. At the moment, they were steaming hot. There was a big bowl of millet porridge with red dates, and a big plate with a barbecued pork bun, a vegetable bun, and a red bean paste bun. It could be said that there were both meat, vegetables, sweet and salty food. The most important thing was, there were two eggs, a tender corn and a small plate of cut fruit.

If it were the old Zhou Ning, he would definitely not be able to finish so many things. But things are different now. Zhou Ning is eating by himself and supplementing for two people. He not only finished the porridge and buns, he also ate an egg. Only corn and fruit were left. He ate these two as snacks after finishing his main meal.

Song Chunlin looked at Zhou Ning's voracious appetite, then glanced at his bulging belly, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sister-in-law, your belly is so big."

Zhou Ning was confused: "It's natural that it's bigger since you're already showing your pregnancy."

Song Chunlin pursed his lips and finally said nothing. He was just thinking, if he really got pregnant in the future, would he have a big belly like Zhou Ning.

Thinking of himself holding his belly, Song Chunlin shuddered all over. The scene was so beautiful that he was a little afraid to look at it.

But Gu Fengyue seems to like children very much. When Song Chunxiao was a child, he especially liked to stick to Gu Fengyue. As long as Gu Fengyue came, the little boy would only want Gu Fengyue to hug him. He can be said to be a loyal supporter of face lover.

Moreover, Gu Fengyue did not seem to be averse to taking care of children. Ever since the first time he put Song Chunxiao in his arms, Gu Fengyue had never shown any impatience. It seemed that if he had children in the future, he would be a father who loved his children very much.

But for a man to give birth to a baby was simply a fantasy in the previous life. Even though he saw with his own eyes that Zhou Ning, a little boy, was pregnant, Song Chunlin still found it difficult to accept it.

When Song Chunsheng got up, he saw his brother sitting on the steps with his face in his hands, deep in thought. He had no idea what he was thinking about.

"What's wrong? You look so bitter and resentful. Is there something wrong with the shop again?"

Song Chunlin shook his head: "No, the shop is fine."

Song Chunsheng was even more confused: "Then why are you crying all the time? I thought you really encountered something difficult."