Enter the Room

Chapter 139

This number is a bit clever.

With the worth of everyone here, they are just within the range where you can easily take it out without feeling uncomfortable. As far as Master Wang is concerned, if he collects a little and accumulates a lot, he will be able to make a huge profit.

Song Jiyun smiled and whispered to the waiter to give her a refill of tea.

Who knew that Li Zixiu looked over with piercing eyes and smiled maliciously: "Miss Song didn't say anything when she came in. I don't know what you think? Don't say that we elders bully you!"

Song Jiyun smiled nonchalantly and said: "What can I think? With all the seniors here, it's rare for me to take shelter under the big tree. I'm just happy for a moment! If there's anything I did wrong, please don't take it to heart. !”

She thought, since Li Zixiu had set up the stage for her, if she didn't sing a few words, wouldn't people think she was afraid of getting into trouble?

She simply stood up, smiled, picked up the tea cup with both hands, raised it to everyone, and said: "A cup of tea, I would like to pay tribute to all the seniors. Please take care of me in the future!"

She did not call herself a "junior", but placed herself in the same status as everyone here.

As a little girl, I am a bit overbearing, but as the head of a factory, this attitude is just right.

After hearing this, Mr. Yan pinched his beard and nodded slightly with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Sit down! You still have a lot to learn. You really have to offer us a cup of tea!" After saying that, he also talked to the other person next to him. Mr. Guan, the owner of the kiln factory, smiled and said, "She is a well-behaved and sensible person. Seeing her like this reminds me of when we were apprentices."

Mr. Guan thought for a while, laughed and agreed: "We were not as good as her when we were her age!"

Everyone suddenly said something to each other, and the atmosphere in the wing became lively. I barely managed to get over what happened just now.

Li Zixiu looked at it with a slightly depressed face. He held on to Song Jiyun and continued abruptly: "Is this Miss Song's first time coming to Xiling Villa? Thanks to Master Wang, if anything happens in our industry, we can Let's get together here. Miss Song needs to get used to it slowly."

The host, Mr. Wang, did not speak. Mr. Yan, the oldest and most highly rewarded man, did not speak. He was jumping happily.

Song Jiyun turned his head, looked at him with a smile, and said slowly: "It is indeed my first time to come to Xiling Villa. Although it is a glimpse, the scenery in the Villa is indeed worthy of its reputation, and the Xiaoxue Hall is also specially decorated to suit the scene, but..."

She paused and looked at everyone's eyes, then she smiled and said, "The dishes, bowls, and cups in this hall should be white. I was a little curious, so I took a few more looks."

Everyone's eyes immediately fell on the tea set.

Bean green glaze blue and white porcelain.

The porcelain is delicately made and has an elegant color. It can be seen that it was made by everyone at first glance, and it can completely represent Jingdezhen's porcelain firing technology.

Very appropriate to use here.

But Song Jiuyun could make Song Daliang and Song Sanliang come back in defeat, so he was definitely not a mediocre person.

Some people listened, and some looked at Li Zixiu.

Li Zixiu lived up to expectations and sneered: "I know your family can make white porcelain as white as frost, but isn't that for the imperial kiln factory?"

Before he finished speaking, his expression changed drastically.

He forgot that the Song Kiln Factory now produced sweet white porcelain in addition to white porcelain. According to the unknown rules in the industry, the best porcelain must be used first by the imperial kiln factory, but the eliminated porcelain can be fired at will after obtaining the consent of the imperial kiln factory.

When Song Jiuyun said this, he was clearly going to start firing a large amount of white everyday porcelain.

If he could think of it, other people would naturally think of it too.

The so-called "white porcelain" on the market today is not truly white, or is pea green with green tinges, azure with blue tinges, or pink and white with bluish tinges.

Someone immediately smiled and said to Song Jiyun: "It's a pity that I wasn't there when your kiln opened that day, otherwise I could have seen what sweet white porcelain looks like? However, I have been lucky enough to see your white porcelain. It is smooth and flawless. Fair and delicate, it is indeed a rare treasure.”

Someone immediately continued: "I wonder what Mr. Song's future plans are? Is it possible for our two families to cooperate. Our family is best at firing alum-red porcelain. A touch of alum-red on the snow-white porcelain will definitely be stunning."

Someone immediately laughed and said: "Pull it down! Even if Mr. Song wants to cooperate, he will still burn blue and white! The blue and white pigment is stable and the yield rate is high! Burning alum red is like Song Daliang, who burned every kiln and died."

The crowd roared with laughter.

What else did the man want to say? Chief Wang coughed twice and said with a smile: "Let's talk about business. Let's talk about how you plan to cooperate. You can find a place to talk about it yourself. Don't use my place to seek personal gain for yourself."

Everyone laughed again.

Only Li Zixiu frowned into the character "Chuan".

However, no one would pay attention to him at this time.

Mr. Wang asked everyone to move to the nearby hall: "Let's have a simple meal to fill our stomachs."

It's really not cheap to fill up your stomach.

Song Jiyun thought in his heart, being guided by Master Yan and sitting next to him.

The smart people flattered the king: "If you think this is filling our stomachs, then we are usually eating chaff. If nothing else," the man pointed to a chrysanthemum fish on the table, "This fish is made with Is it from mandarin fish?"

Liang County does not produce mandarin fish. The mandarin fish in this county are all shipped from Jiujiang. At this time, transportation is extremely expensive, and if you want to make chrysanthemum fish delicious, you have to use live fish. This seemingly simple dish has a lot of work behind it.

Master Wang smiled and pinched his beard. He looked humble but actually said proudly: "You're welcome, let's have a taste!"

Then he seemed to remember something and turned to the attendants around him: "Bring the Jinhua wine that someone gave me a few days ago." Then he said to everyone: "It is a rare and good wine. Some people went out of their way to flatter the governor and the inspector. I got it from Hangzhou, I cut it into a small mustache."

Everyone laughed knowingly and expressed that they had to drink this wine no matter what.

When the entourage brought the wine, Mr. Yan sieved out half a cup for Song Jiyun and said, "You also have a taste, and take a sip from the king. But don't be greedy."

Throughout his life, Song Jiyun often drank with his father. He still had some drinking capacity and was not afraid of drinking. Sensing Master Yan's kindness, she obediently thanked him and only drank half a glass of wine.

Fortunately, no one here made things difficult for her.

Maybe everyone felt that this meal was relatively "expensive", but despite the fact that Master Wang looked ugly, he drank wine like a cow drinking water. After finishing the Jinhua wine, he drank a lot of thick wine with his big tongue.

Seeing that this would not end soon, Song Jiyun found an opportunity to toast Master Wang with a sip of wine.

Mr. Wang was a little dissatisfied. He pointed at the shallow layer in Song Jiyun's wine cup and said, "You are too shameless! You must finish the drink."

Don't tell me, this wine tastes really good.

Song Jiyun finished the wine.

The king refused to obey and asked his entourage to bring a bottle of thick wine, insisting that she accompany him three cups in a row.

Master Yan came out to smooth things over and reduced the number of drinks from three to one.

The current business world is a wine table culture, and Song Jiyun is in charge of the Song family kiln factory, so such a scene is inevitable.

She couldn't rely on others for help every time.

But she couldn't drink so easily, otherwise others would think she was someone who could be persuaded to drink, and they would try their best to persuade her when she didn't want to drink.

"This is the first time I have sat with everyone since I took control of the Song Family Kiln Factory. Thanks to the support of all the seniors, I am just lazy." After saying a few words, she raised her glass and said, "I respect you, Mr. Wang!"

She drank the wine in her glass first.

Everyone clapped their hands and applauded.

Master Wang also looked very satisfied.

Master Yan was still a little worried, so he motioned to the waiter beside him to bring her tea, rock sugar and white fungus soup.

Song Jiyun took a few sips of the white fungus soup, but immediately felt something was wrong.

Her head was dizzy, and the scenery in front of her was blurred into double images.

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