Enter the Room

Every family's situation is different.

It's okay for a short time, but it won't work for a long time.

Song Jiyun wasn't too optimistic, but she still said, "Let's take a look first."

That's all.

Zhou Zheng sighed helplessly and was helping Song Jiyun move the brocade box to the warehouse. Master Wu, who had previously lent them the land to build a dragon kiln, came to visit Song Jiyun.

As soon as he saw Song Jiyun, he stood up and saluted her respectfully. After the greetings, he talked about the Feng Shen Temple: "Although President Ma asked us to hold on to the price and not lower the price, he forced the raw material dealer not to sell the raw material to Liang. The Jade Kiln Factory, the Keliang Jade Kiln Factory, is the only one that makes money. At worst, it will go to Hangzhou and Suzhou to buy raw materials. How can we really strangle them by the neck."

He also asked Song Jiyun to give him an idea: "I don't obey anyone in Jingdezhen, but I obey you. If you ask me to hoard the blue and white porcelain at home, I will hoard it. If you ask me to sell it, I will sell it." ”

It can be seen that everyone is still very suspicious of Chairman Ma's decision.

Of course, Song Jiyun couldn't draw President Ma's bridge at this time. She politely refused: "President Ma just discussed with everyone at the Wind Temple to advance and retreat together. Why did you change your mind when you turned around? I think since President Ma is also for the good of all of us, we should support him." He gave it a try.”

Mr. Wu hurriedly said: "I definitely support President Ma as you do, but I just think that you are the safest place in this stormy situation. I think if you make any decision, just say hello to me, and I will definitely follow Boss Song's lead." "

For this reason, Song Jiyun would be offending if he refused.

"Definitely, definitely." She served the guests tea with a smile.

Song Jiuyun didn't know whether Master Wu was disappointed or not, but as soon as he left, Master Chen came again.

Song Jiyun said: "We wanted to borrow their slope land before, and he proposed to let their master Zhuang learn the craft from Master Luo?"

Zhou Zheng nodded and went to welcome Mr. Chen in.

Master Chen and Master Wu had the same idea, but when they left, they quietly sighed to Zhou Zheng: "It would be great if your boss was the president of our guild. I will trust your boss."

Zhou Zheng was elated after hearing this.

In his opinion, Song Jiuyun is completely qualified.

But he thought of what Song Jiyun often warned in their ears: "If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them", "Isn't it good to make a fortune with silence?" If you are arrogant, who will you deal with if you don't deal with it?" He said to Mr. Chen: "Our boss appreciates your kindness, but we are too busy with our own kiln factory and really can't take care of other things. This man talks too much. Yes, you can just talk to me about this. If it reaches other ears with ulterior motives, others will think that our boss wants to be the president of the guild and wants to compete with Chairman Ma!"

Mr. Chen may not be tempted, so he laughed and revealed the matter.

But what they didn't expect was that at the gate, they met several fellow bosses who came to visit Song Jiuyun, and these people didn't come together, but met at the door of Song's house.

Zhou Zheng invited several bosses in.

When Mr. Chen got on the sedan, he was still thinking: Sooner or later, the president of this guild will fall on Song Jiuyun's head!

Song Jiyun was so busy that he finally sent away all the visitors when it was time to light the lamp.

She told Zhou Zheng and Manager Wu: "If someone comes to visit me again, people who come to my home will say that I am at the kiln, and people who go to the kiln will say that I am at home."

Zhou Zheng and Manager Wu burst out laughing after hearing this, and said in unison: "What if a group of them block you at home, or a group of people block you at the kiln factory?"

"Then I'll be at the dock!" Song Jiyun said.

It caused the two of them to laugh again.

Song Jiyun's original plan to go to Yin Yu Tang was not able to go.

She simply changed her clothes, washed herself, and went to bed early.

Perhaps it was because she had been burning the kiln continuously during this period. Even though she only thought it was fun, she still hoped for a breakthrough in her heart. She was still a little nervous subconsciously. She stopped burning the kiln and relaxed unconsciously. I slept soundly until noon of the next day.

Then she went to Yin Yu Tang.

Yuan Yunzhong must have just had lunch and was sitting under the eaves basking in the autumn sun, stewing Qiuli, Sichuan clams and honey water to drink.

Shao Qing saw her and asked her if she wanted to drink: "Authentic Laiyang pear, I asked Deng Chen specifically for it."

"Deng Chen?!" Song Jiyun looked at Yuan Yunzhong, who was drinking water with his eyes downcast.

Shao Qing glanced at Yuan Yunzhong quickly and said hurriedly: "Oh, it's Mr. Deng, the newly appointed inspection department. Didn't he help us a lot when he was at Baxian Temple? I went to thank him a few days ago. I happened to see a few baskets of Laiyang pears in his place. This season is the best time to drink stewed water, so I ordered a few."

Song Jiyun smiled and didn't pursue it, and said with a smile: "Okay, I will also enjoy Mr. Shao's blessing."

"Don't dare, don't dare!" Shao Qing said and ran away quickly.

Song Jiyun handed the brocade box in his hand to Yuan Yunzhong: "There are twelve in total, you can make do with them!"

Yuan Yunzhong's hand holding the brocade box paused, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, frowning: "Twelve?"

The alum-red hexagonal box Song Jiyun burned for him was no bigger than a wine cup. It was exquisite and exquisite, and it was also good for holding rouge.

She left a few behind.

This is not the point. The point is that she used the oil painting technique of later generations to create this alum red painting. Who would not be surprised to see it?

Yuan Yunzhong just took it and took a look.

She bared her teeth and said, "What? Don't you like this painting desk? How about you draw a painting desk you like and I'll burn a few more for you?"

I had never been able to bake it before. It irritated my eyes just looking at it. I just thought it was beautiful. Unlike now, under the sun, the orange-red cup looks like the warm sunshine of autumn. The more I look at it, the more beautiful it looks. The more I look at it, the more I like it.

If Yuan Yunzhong didn't like it, she could just take it back and keep it for later use.

Unexpectedly, when Yuan Yunzhong heard this, he covered the brocade box with a "snap", his face collapsed tightly, and he didn't know which words poked the young man again, and said with a straight face: "It's not a fever." Did you go to Jiuyao?"

Do you dislike her low yield rate?

Song Jiyun sneered and said: "You don't think that burning porcelain is like growing cabbage. As long as the weather is good, you can plant a few of them by scattering the seeds and watering them. No wonder the opening of the Twenty-Four Yamen is for burning dragons. Cylinder."

She usually wouldn't be like this, but this time the alum-red hexagonal boxes burned by Yuan Yunzhong really made her agitated.

After hearing this, Yuan Yunzhong's expression brightened inexplicably, and his voice softened a lot and he said "oh" and said, "What should I do if those are burned out?"

"Smashed!" Song Jiyun said.

Ordinary porcelain will reduce the price of defective products, but high-end porcelain, especially those that are only prepared for private use in a small area and use their own style of porcelain, will be smashed to pieces and buried underground in order to ensure that the products are all high-quality products. Or throw it to the river.

She usually throws them to the river.

Yuan Yunzhong was obviously in a good mood after hearing this, and actually smiled at her.

Song Jiyun looked at him like this, and he didn't know why his interest suddenly waned. He was too lazy to sit under the eaves with him and drink some Qiuli water.

Thinking that she still had a lot of things to do, she took a deep breath and stood up to leave neatly: "Thank you Shao Qing for me. I won't drink Qiuli water. I'll see you again after these few days of busy work!"

But when she stepped out of the threshold of Yin Yu Tang, she suddenly remembered Yuan Yunzhong's words, "It's not like burning nine kilns."

She fired the kiln intermittently for more than a month, with thick smoke billowing out and almost no pause. Master Luo might not be able to know how many kilns she had fired unless he was looking at her small workshop.

How did he know so clearly that he had burned nine kilns?