Enter the Room

Song Jiyun combed all his hair behind his head, put it into a round bun, and inserted two clusters of jasmine flowers. He was dressed in white and black shoes, neat and neat, surrounded by a group of big shopkeepers and master chefs, in the green kiln corridor. walked slowly.

"I kneaded the mud with my own hands, and it was all stacked there," Xiang Yang, the leader, pointed to the warehouse where the mud was piled up, and introduced to Song Jiyun, "The master personally selected the materials with me when he was alive."

Song Jiyun walked to the corner, broke a piece of mud with his own hands, twisted it carefully, looked at the color under the sky, and then signaled Xiang Yang to continue.

Xiang Yang nodded respectfully, turned around and locked the door, and continued: "Jibai porcelain is the lifeblood of the Song family kiln factory, and those who can work here are selected and selected, and they are loyal to the kiln factory." generation."

Song Jiyun nodded.

People move forward.

A little apprentice ran over: "Miss, is there a young master surnamed Yuan looking for you?"

Surname Yuan? Yuan Yunzhong?

Song Jiyun glanced at Zheng Quan.

Zheng Quan shook his head.

Song Jiyun's face sank.

It's fine to let him mess around at home, but what's the matter when he comes to the kiln factory?

Is there anything that can't wait for her to go home?

Song Jiyun signaled Zheng Quan to take Yuan Yunzhong back: "If there is something urgent, let me tell you, and I will deal with it when I go back."

Zheng Quanying said "yes", and was about to turn around to pass on a message, but who knew that Xiang Yang and others beside him had already said repeatedly: "It's such a hot day, since Mr. Yuan has rushed over, there must be something urgent, please invite Mr. Yuan to come in and sit down." Sit down! No matter how urgent the kiln’s business is, it’s not in a hurry—go wash some fruit and prepare some good refreshments.”

The last few words were addressed to the disciples around him.

Song Jiyun came to the kiln factory for the first time after he became an adult, and those young apprentices naturally listened to the master masters more.

Before she could speak, the little apprentice had already fled away.

Xiang Yang's apprentices ran faster, washing fruit and serving snacks.

Song Jiyun felt that it was necessary to divide the work among the apprentices and fellows in the kiln in the future.

She looked at these people who were enthusiastic because of Yuan Yunzhong's arrival, and said: "After all, it is a kiln factory, it's not good to let people in and out at will!"

Xiang Yang and others didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Young Master Yuan is not an outsider!"

While speaking, Yuan Yunzhong was already dressed in a moon-white fine cloth gown, and walked in with his six sons like Gui Ruzhang.

"Young Master Yuan!" Everyone hurriedly greeted him respectfully.

Yuan Yunzhong nodded slightly, his fair face was steamed like a layer of rouge because of the heat, he passed the crowd, and his eyes fell on Song Jiyun.

Song Jiyun's face was expressionless, thinking of those sayings in his previous life - the skin like Yuan Yunzhong's getting redder with sun exposure was born with cold fair skin.

She couldn't help but look down at her hands.

She has been sunscreened all the time, and her hands are so white that they can shine in the sun, no worse than Yuan Yunzhong.

But she was still not too happy.

What are boys doing so white?

Song Jiyun asked him: "Is there anything important?"

Yuan Yunzhong said: "I heard that something happened to the kiln factory, let me take a look!"

Song Jiyun let out a "huh" in his heart.

She came here after a big fuss at Song Sanliang's house.

If he really cared, he would have gone to Song Sanliang's house long ago, why wait until now?

However, several big shopkeepers and master masters listened and looked at Yuan Yunzhong like "a mother-in-law looks at a son-in-law", not to mention, they all spoke for him: "Young Master Yuan also cares about Missy, so Missy doesn't ask for full blame!"

Song Jiyun glanced at these big shopkeepers and master chefs who spoke for Yuan Yunzhong, suddenly smiled sweetly, and said, "I don't think the kiln is either mud or water, and I am afraid that I will wrong Mr. Yuan?"

Yuan Yunzhong opened his eyes and said nonsense: "Miss Song is the real golden branch and jade leaf. You can stay for the sake of the kiln factory, why should I feel wronged?"

Everyone looked at them and nodded, hugged them and walked forward while introducing the kiln factory to Yuan Yunzhong.

Song Jiyun listened with a smile, lowered his voice and said to Yuan Yunzhong: "So what are you doing here?"

Yuan Yunzhong looked around curiously with a mild expression, and said, "I'm really just here to take a look."

Song Jiyun smiled and nodded towards the speaker, saying: "This is what you said, just take a look!"

Yuan Yunzhong lowered his head and smelled the fragrance of jasmine flowers beside her bun: "Miss Song, don't worry, I mean what I say."

Song Jiyun chuckled a few times.

Yuan Yunzhong's eyes fell on the workshop in front.

Immediately someone explained to him: "That's where the glaze is applied."

Yuan Yunzhong glanced disinterestedly.

Song Jiyun led everyone into the glazing workshop.

The leader became Song Li.

He said: "I put on the glaze with two apprentices. They are all made according to the previous craftsmanship."

He also pushed his two apprentices out and said, "If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

The two apprentices nodded nervously.

Song Jiyun didn't bother to care about Yuan Yunzhong anymore, and asked Song Li: "Do you have any glaze left over from last time?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Song Li hurriedly said, and his apprentice immediately brought over the remaining glaze at the bottom of a bucket to show her. "

Song Jiyun smelled it and told Zheng Quan: "Take it back and I'll take a closer look."

Zheng Quanying said "yes", took a bowl and filled half a bowl of glaze.

Everyone walked to an open place.

In the middle is a pile of gourd kilns that have been disassembled, and a hundred pieces of burnt high-footed dishes, plates, bowls, etc. are randomly piled up next to them.

Song Jiyun picked up a tall bowl, looked at it, handed it to Zheng Quan, and beckoned him to take it back with him.

But when he turned his head, he found that Yuan Yunzhong was also picking up the burnt dishes.

Song Jiyun looked at him and said, "What are you looking at?"

Yuan Yunzhong didn't say a word.

A big shopkeeper hurriedly explained to him: "These are the sacrificial white porcelain that was burnt out last time. Look at the dark patterns, they are all the eight treasures of Buddhism, such as lotus, Pisces, and vase. The lines are clear, like jade carvings. This is the specialty of our kiln factory."

"Oh!" Yuan Yunzhong responded, holding up a plate in his hand that was as clean as jade, but the bottom of the plate was burnt, exposing brown clay and looking at it with interest.

Luo Zixing was afraid that he would also want to take it away, so he hurriedly said, "Young master Yuan, these things cannot be taken out of the kiln. They are the patterns brought over by the imperial kiln, and no one else can use them."

Afraid that Yuan Yunzhong might misunderstand, he pointed to the pile of burnt sacrificial white porcelain and said, "Those are all going to be smashed up and buried or thrown into the river."

Yuan Yunzhong dropped the plate disapprovingly, clapped the ashes in his hands, and stood up.

Xiang Yang looked at it, and said with emotion to Song Jiyun: "When the kiln was opened, we were all frightened. We searched for the reason step by step, but we couldn't find it. That's why... when the third master said it, we were all shocked. Angrily, I went to the city."

But who among these people is instigated by others, and who has ulterior motives, I don't know yet.

Song Jiyun said: "Let's talk in the hall."

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