Enter the Room

That's what Song Jiyun thought.

She couldn't help but admire Wang Hua's agility and gave him a look of appreciation.

Wang Hua's chest puffed up proudly.

Zhou Zheng understood it in a flash of his mind. He smiled and said, "I'll do it right away."

Song Jiyun nodded and returned to Pocket Alley.

In the next few days, she didn't go out. She was either drawing pictures at her desk, checking information, or walking around in the yard, relaxing and taking a rest.

Until news came from the second alley of Xiejie that they had fired a kiln according to Song Jiuyun's requirements, and the finished product rate was 50%.

Song Jiyun was very happy.

Zheng Quan even said: "We, the younger generation of the Song Family Kiln Factory, have finally stood up."

This is what a traditional kiln factory pays attention to, which is passed down from generation to generation. As long as there are capable people in the younger generation, this kiln will not fail for at least twenty years.

Song Jiyun and Zheng Quan went to Ertiao Hutong and pondered: "What do you think we would like to open a workshop in Jingdezhen specifically to teach others how to make porcelain?"

In this way, more outstanding talents can be recruited.

Zheng Quan hesitated and said: "The master also said this idea when he was still alive. However, craftsmanship is the skill of each master, and they will not easily pass it on to others. If the Song family's craftsmanship is open to outsiders, many people will If it’s complicated, someone will definitely find a way to teach it to others. In the end, the Song family will suffer. Unless the masters in other kilns can also use their family skills, and those who have learned the craft can keep it secret. "

This is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two.

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "There must be many difficulties. It depends on whether we can seize the opportunity to do this."

Zheng Quan was very convinced of her. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I listen to you. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Song Jiuyun laughed.

When we arrived at Ertiao Hutong, we found Master Xiao Xiang, Master Xiao Guo and others huddled at the entrance of the kiln talking.

Seeing her coming, everyone saluted. Master Xiao Xiang and Master Xiao Guo told her about porcelain firing: "Although the weather is dry, we have reduced the drying time of the blanks, and then also reduced the firing time."

Master Xiaoxiang picked up a cracked small bowl and pointed out the marks on it to her: "This is the bowl we dried in the sun for seven days and it was cracked. I thought, we still have to bake the bowl first and then serve it. glaze, the yield will definitely be higher.”

Master Xiao Guo said from the side: "I don't know what kind of porcelain the palace wants. What if it wants sweet white porcelain or a single-color glaze like sweet white porcelain?"

It is porcelain that only has one color.

This kind of porcelain is only fired in one furnace, which saves time and cost.

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "We are not here to sell. Let alone the nobles in the palace, even if we are firing porcelain for the imperial kiln, when have we calculated the cost?"

Master Xiao Guo touched his head sheepishly.

Master Xiaoxiang went to pick up a burned and cracked statue of Guanyin, a foot high, and said: "My boss, we are thinking that the Empress Dowager is also a little older, and maybe she will let us burn Guanyin or something like that. We will also try to burn it." I bought one. But you see, the face of this Buddha statue is too round, and it is not as good-looking as the one made from jade porcelain."

Song Jiyun thought for a while and said: "Then burn both kinds of soil. Be fully prepared."

The two young masters must have been there, and a group of people squatted at the entrance of the half-baked kiln and began to comment on various reasons for whether it was fired or not.

This brings us to the time of lighting the lamps.

I definitely couldn't go back to the city, so the steward here called for a few tables at the restaurant.

Zhou Zheng entered the courtyard with the restaurant's waiter.

Before others could stand still, they called out to Song Jiyun: "My boss, my boss. There's good news."

Song Jiyun came out of the secondary room on the west side of the main room that was used as a study.

Zhou Zheng stood with her excitedly on the steps of the main house and talked: "It's exactly as you expected. Mr. Qin likes wine, so his favorite thing is to collect all kinds of wine glasses. Because of this, he lives in the eastern suburbs. He opened a wine shop. Many people who wanted to suit him either gave him famous wines or drinking utensils. This matter is known to everyone in the capital. "

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "Go to Fang County tomorrow, find a gold shop and order twelve gold wine glasses. The cups don't have to be too big, the important thing is that they are heavy. Then go to the wine shop opened by Mr. Qin , buy two carts of the most expensive wine, and send them to the Qin Mansion together with the wine glasses."

Zhou Zheng understood and responded with a smile.

After they finished their dinner, Song Jiyun and Master Xiao Guo lit the lamp and continued talking about porcelain making, while Zhou Zheng went to Fang County overnight.

After the wine glass was ready, he went to the Qin Mansion and showed the logo of the wine shop.

When the people from the Qin Mansion took a look at it, they accepted his red envelope and let him in. When they saw the steward of the Qin Mansion, they tactfully explained their purpose. The steward was stunned and said after careful consideration: "Our master hasn't come back yet. I have to Just report it to our master."

Zhou Zheng flattered the steward, then took his leave and hurried to Pocket Alley.

Song Jiyun has finished drawing the pattern for the manufacturing office and is making final revisions.

After hearing what happened, she smiled and said, "Someone should be looking for you in two days. Just be careful when the time comes."

Zhou Zheng answered "yes" with a smile.

Song Jiyun showed Zhou Zheng the sketch he had drawn: "What do you think?"

The Manufacturing Office asked them to draw twelve patterns, but Song Jiuyun drew thirty-six, and according to different styles and colors, they can be divided into three large themes, nine small themes, and they can also be combined into twenty Eight stars.

She regretted: "It's a pity that there is not enough time, otherwise if I draw a few more pictures, I will be more selective."

Zhou Zheng looked at the drawing and was greatly impressed.

The flowers in Song Jiuyun's flower paintings did not use traditional folded flowers, but used a large number of vines, and then decorated the vines with complex blooming flowers; the auspicious patterns in the paintings pay attention to the progression of layers, and at first glance they look like Baoxiang flowers. However, he frequently uses rhombus, square, and circular inlays, which are more solemn and gorgeous than Baoxianghua; the characters painted are even bolder, not to mention all Buddha statues, and there are 108 Arhats painted.

"Here," he wanted to praise something, but for a moment he suddenly stopped talking, "if they can't choose, it's because they have no vision. If we take it back and burn it, we will definitely sell it for a sky-high price."

Song Jiyun also thought it was rare. She pointed to the one hundred and eight Arhats and said, "I think they should each choose a few. After I quit my job in the manufacturing office, I will go back and think about it carefully and burn eight hundred Arhats." Porcelain plates, items from the kiln."

"Yeah!" Zhou Zheng nodded repeatedly.

Zheng Quan walked in without hesitating to speak.

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "What's wrong with you?"

Zheng Quan thought for a while and then said: "I just went to the antique street to buy paint for you. I heard from the people in the teahouse over there that Mr. Yuan's family posted famous posters saying that they would be posting Buddhist scriptures on June 6th and invited eminent monks to come to Tanzhe Temple. The purpose of holding an incense party is actually to choose a wife for Mr. Yuan. Many families who are close to the Yuan family have received invitations. The famous tailors in the capital are overwhelmed with work these days. "