Enter the Room

Song Jiyun hesitated for a moment and then said carefully: "Are you okay? I see that you seem to have something on your mind?"

"It's nothing!" Hong Xi smiled brightly at her and said, "What can I do?"

That smile fell in Song Jiyun's eyes, which always made her feel a little deliberate.

But everyone is an adult and should maintain a certain social distance.

Seeing her silence for a moment, Hong Xi thought she didn't believe it, so he said "Hey" to her teasingly, and said with a smile: "With such thick golden thighs as your Mr. Yuan, if anything happened to me, I would have found him long ago." Here we come." Then he suddenly talked about things in the shop as if to change the subject: "Have you ever thought about taking this opportunity to open a business?"

Song Jiyun couldn't help but high-five: "I didn't expect the two of us to want to go together."

The matter of Bai Ni Qitu had not been implemented before. Even if she had this idea, she was not in the mood to deal with it.

Her eyes were shining brightly as she said, "Come with me."

With a smile in his eyes, Hong Xi followed her to the east courtyard.

This is a small courtyard as soon as you enter. The main room was used as the bedroom for Zheng Quan and others, and the east and south wings were filled with porcelain.

"It seemed to me that the ship was big enough, and the cabins were empty. I thought that after finally going to Beijing, I couldn't leave in vain, so I brought some more porcelain." She smiled and opened a straw. There was a stack of eight-sided bowls neatly stacked in the stack, "Sell these porcelains, and the cost of our trip will be recouped."

She took a bowl and handed it to Hong Xi: "If you do it well, you might even make some money."

Her little money-obsessed look made Hong Xi laugh. He picked up the bowl and looked at the light.

It is the new blue and white porcelain with eight treasure patterns.

The light penetrates through the thin carcass and slowly blurs out.

Hong Xi was a little surprised.

This is thin body porcelain.

As the name suggests, its body is very thin, and the fired porcelain should be as crystal clear as jade and as thin as paper. And its main focus is the word thin. The thinner the porcelain is, the more valuable it is.

Beautiful without a doubt. But its disadvantages are also obvious.

Porcelain is thin and light, so don't bump it lightly, and it will break accidentally.

The kilns in Jingdezhen all use it to make tea sets, but rarely use it to make daily porcelain such as dishes.

He hesitated: "Is it too thin?"

Song Jiyun smiled and said: "Good things from all over the world have gathered in the capital. People in the capital have never seen any good things. People in other places can't afford it, so they may not be able to use it either." She also made a joke, " Don’t underestimate these dignitaries in our capital city.”

Hong Xi immediately understood what she meant and said with a smile, "I was mistaken."

His mind was spinning rapidly: "Do you have a list here? Let me see how many of the various products there are. If you open the business while you are burning the kiln, it will only target those dignitaries. In order not to offend anyone, it is best to only Put out a sample, have a small quantity in stock, and make a reservation. The freight must be guaranteed. Otherwise, there is no way to calculate the delivery time."

He quickly went into calculation mode.

Song Jiyun nodded happily.

She originally chose Hong Xi because she didn't have the manpower, but she didn't expect that Hong Xi was really good at doing business.

She might have found a treasure by accident.

The two of them stood in front of the hanging flower door across the courtyard, talking about the opening of the shop. Until all the white mud and soil were put into the treasury, the boys washed their hands and received the rewards. They just waited for Hong Xi to get on the carriage and leave. The two of them He also talked passionately, as if he couldn't finish talking at the moment.

There was a slight cough at the door.

They both looked up and saw Yuan Yunzhong standing under the corridor.

"You're here!" Song Jiuyun's eyes lit up. She left Hong Xi and walked over quickly, asking with concern, "Why are you here at this time today? Have you had lunch? But what's important?" Again Call the hairpin to fetch water and serve him to change clothes.

"Aren't you going to open the kiln in two days? I've packed up the things at hand, asked for a few days off, and prepared to accompany you to open the kiln." He said with a smile on his brows, raised his head and nodded slightly towards Hong Xi, "Master Hong is here."

Hong Xi was a citizen and Yuan Yunzhong was an official. Logically speaking, when he saw Yuan Yunzhong, he should salute him.

But he cupped his fists with both hands and didn't do it for a while.

Yuan Yunzhong didn't seem to care, and his eyes fell on Song Jiyun again. The smile in his eyes was even brighter, like the spring sunshine, showing warmth: "I'm a little tired, I don't really want to eat. I want to eat something." The cold water noodles are the ones you made for me last time, with shredded cucumber and radish added."

Don’t you like to eat?

Song Jiyun almost said it, but thinking that Yuan Yunzhong had not slept for several days and nights before and couldn't tell at all, she swallowed the words again.

When people are very tired, sometimes they don’t want to eat and want to eat something they don’t usually eat.

"Okay!" Song Jiyun said, "I'll go tell the kitchen."

"No need!" Yuan Yunzhong held her shoulders and said warmly, "You discuss the shop with Mr. Hong, and I'll ask Xiang Hairan to go to the kitchen to inform you later. I'll go to the couch in your study to rest for a while. "

Although Song Jiyun lives here, Yuan Yunzhong pays great attention to the protection of men and women. He doesn't come here when there are few people around, and he mostly talks to her in the yard. On the contrary, Song Jiyun regards Yuan Yunzhong as his own. After that, Yuan Yunzhong became more relaxed and took the initiative, which made Yuan Yunzhong often love and hate him.

It was his first time to ask to rest in her study like this in front of outsiders.

Song Jiyun didn't have the time to talk to Hong Xi, so he hurriedly said: "Go and have a rest. Mr. Hong and I have a few more words to finish." Then he called a boy to rush to the kitchen: "Hurry and cook for Mr. Hong." Bring a bowl of cold noodles over the water." He also told Yuan Yunzhong, "If you are really hungry, there is your favorite Dingsheng cake in the small drawer under the table."

The boy responded and left.

Hong Xi still doesn't understand.

He smiled bitterly, feeling a little unwilling in his heart.

He stopped Song Jiyun and said: "After telling you about the things in our shop, I basically have an idea. Since you have something to do here, then go about your business first. Don't worry about the things in the shop. Leave it to me. After all, I am also one of the bosses. I will be prosperous and suffer losses."

Song Jiyun really doesn't trust Yuan Yunzhong, and Hong Xi's ideas are in line with hers. She should trust Hong Xi more. Besides, what Hong Xi said makes sense. She thought for a moment and said, "Okay! I won't be polite to you anymore. If anything happens, we'll talk about it later."

Yuan Yunzhong stood behind Song Jiyun at some point, put one hand on Song Jiyun's shoulder, and said in a polite tone: "Then you should worry more about things in the shop. When the glass factory is finished, I'll treat you to dinner." .”

No need to eat.

You just need to stop being so secretive and pretend to be the king of the land.

Hong Xi said in his heart.

However, Song Jiuyun was not sensitive to such a move. After all, Yuan Yunzhong was still two steps away from her.

"We should treat him to a meal." She turned around and said to Yuan Yunzhong with a smile. She thought it was a good idea. She just wanted Yuan Yunzhong to rest quickly and forgot to tell him about Hong Xi.

She told Yuan Yunzhong about the white mud and Qitu, and said with emotion: "Thanks to Mr. Hong for being brave and careful."

"Yes!" Yuan Yunzhong agreed. When Song Jiyun turned around, his gaze on Hong Xi was calm, "Thank you, Mr. Hong, for your help."

"I don't dare to take it!" Hong Xi said indifferently, "Boss Song and I are both fellow villagers and partners. If I don't help her, who will I help?"

Yuan Yunzhong smiled and said nothing.

Wang Hua ran in from the door noisily: "Hurry up and bring all the white mud and soil in for me."