Enter the Room

"Yes!" Song Jiyun said, "When my father was alive, he always hoped that I could take over the kiln."

As she spoke, she looked at Luo Zixing and others who came over to receive Eunuch Wan, and said, "Fortunately, I have the support of several big shopkeepers and masters. I have lived up to my father's expectations."

Then she made a blessing gift to Eunuch Wan and said: "My father often talked about your support for our kiln factory before he was alive, and I would like to ask you to take care of me in the future!"

She was neither humble nor arrogant, and was so generous that Wan Gonggong couldn't help but take a second look at her.

He leaned back, seemingly casually but arrogantly, leaning on the back of the Grand Master's chair, and said, "I heard that you fired an empty kiln two days ago? The kiln workers from your kiln factory even went to your house to cause trouble because of this. Already?"

There were a lot of people watching the fun at that time, and Song Jiyun didn't expect to keep hiding it from the people at the imperial kiln factory. However, there has always been a rule in the officialdom that one should bully the superiors and not hide the truth from the inferiors. It still surprised her that Eunuch Wan knew it so quickly.

She said calmly: "Yes! My father left in a hurry, everyone in the family was panicked, and the kiln factory was also overcrowded, which inevitably caused some trouble. But don't worry, I'm staying in the kiln factory these days. While we are dealing with this matter, there will definitely be no delay in delivery.”

"Really?" Eunuch Wan's originally gloomy eyes became even darker. He said coldly, "But how did I hear that something happened again in your kiln last night? Li, because he was dissatisfied with the idea of ​​a woman working in the kiln, he destroyed the clay material for the white porcelain sacrifice. Now the kiln factory has no clay material to use?"

Song Jiyun's heart trembled.

Unless Wan Gonggong sent someone to keep an eye on the Song family's kiln factory, it would be impossible to know so quickly and in such detail?

But she didn't have time to think about it carefully at this time, and said with a smile: "It is true. But when my father was alive, he often told us to 'be prepared for any disaster'. Our kiln factory always has a reserve of mud."

As she spoke, she ordered Zheng Quan: "Go to the drying room and bring us some of the clay bricks we made for the white porcelain sacrifice."

Then he said to Duke Wan fairly: "Sir, we have already made preparations. The remaining clay can be fired in another kiln."

Eunuch Wan was stunned.

Luo Zixing and others who rushed over to accompany the guests were already sweating.

They knew that Song Jiyun was very courageous, but they didn't expect that she was so big that she dared to deceive Eunuch Wan!

But Eunuch Wan was really fooled by Song Jiyun.

Even though he has been a pottery supervisor for more than ten years, he can clearly explain what kind of clay has what characteristics, but he may not necessarily recognize it clearly.

What's more, the Song family's sacrificial white porcelain has its own unique secret recipe. Even if he had doubts, there was no way to judge it immediately.

Eunuch Wan looked at the mud brick that Zheng Quan brought over again and again, then threw it aside, his expression became a little gentler.

Song Jiyun said hurriedly: "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely deliver the goods before August 15th."

Five days earlier than the date on the deed.

"No!" Eunuch Wan obviously couldn't trust them and said coldly, "The goods must be delivered before the tenth day of August!"

The time is cut in half.

Song Jiyun calculated in his mind and said: "Follow your orders!"

Eunuch Wan looked at her in surprise, his expression softened slightly, and he didn't look as gloomy as before.

He said: "Then who is responsible for glazing the white porcelain?"

The secret recipe of the Song family's white porcelain is the mud and the glaze.

Without Song Li, would this porcelain still be possible?

Song Jiyun said: "I am responsible!"

Eunuch Wan couldn't hide his surprise. He suddenly sat up straight, looked at her up and down, and said suspiciously: "You?"

"Yes!" Song Jiyun said with a smile, "The glaze formula for white porcelain is the lifeblood of our family. Master Song only knows how to glaze it, but the formula has always been in the hands of my father. My father is still alive. At that time, I was asked to memorize the recipe. If there is more Songli, it is not too much, and if there is less Songli, it is not too much."

Eunuch Wan didn't speak, and stared into her eyes with some gloomy eyes, as if he could tell whether what Song Jiyun said was true or false.

Song Jiyun was not afraid of him seeing it.

When her father was still alive, he told many people that he wanted to find a son-in-law for her and inherit the family business.

Wan Eunuch has been in Liang County for so many years, so he must have heard of it before.

How could a person like him, who was used to being a local emperor in Liang County and had preconceptions, listen to her?

It would be better to use her father to temporarily appease him and wait until she can bake the white porcelain.

Besides, she was in charge of the glazing process, so she didn't lie.

This time she was going to burn the porcelain sacrifice herself.

She looked up at Eunuch Wan with a very sincere expression.

Eunuch Wan smiled.

It's just that the smile didn't reach his eyes and seemed a bit sinister.

Song Jiyun's heart tightened.

But Eunuch Wan stood up abruptly, stared into her eyes, and said solemnly: "Then I will wait for the tenth day of August to receive the goods!"

Song Jiyun hurriedly bent his knees to salute and said "yes".

"Let's go home!" Eunuch Wan said and walked out.

Song Jiyun hurriedly followed him and said, "It's getting late and the weather is hot at noon. It's not too late for you to have a simple lunch here before leaving!"

Eunuch Wan didn't even look at her. As he walked out, he said, "Let's wait until you hand over the sacrificial white porcelain!"

The implication is that if she can't burn white porcelain for sacrifice, there is no need to even know her.

Song Jiyun still followed Wan Eunuch's sedan to the door of the kiln factory. After watching his sedan swaying in the scorching sun, he and Zheng Quan turned around and headed towards the hall.

Luo Zixing hesitated several times, but finally couldn't hold it back. After they sat down in the hall and drank the sour plum soup to relieve the heat, he said worriedly: "Miss, are you really going to be responsible for glazing the white porcelain for the sacrifice?"

Glazing seems simple, but in fact it is difficult to master the thickness without more than ten years of effort.

Before this, he had never heard of Song Jiuyun being glazed.

He said: "There are still a few glazing masters in the kiln, and their skills are no worse than Song Li's. But the owner believed in Song Li at that time, so he let Song Li be responsible for glazing the white porcelain for the sacrifice. Otherwise, from those few masters Just choose one."

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, I'm going to ask you to recommend a few to me."

Luo Zixing and others were a little confused.

Song Jiyun said: "You will know when the time comes."

Luo Zixing, you look at me, I look at you, your hearts are restless like duckweeds floating on the water, always feeling that there is no bottom. *

In the courtyard covered by tree canopies, Shao Qing, who quietly ran to the hall to watch the excitement, walked in quietly, and saw their master standing under the eaves with his hands behind his back, looking at the bamboo forest next door.

He turned around and tried to sneak away quietly.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yunzhong said to him calmly: "Wan Xiaoquan is gone?"

Knowing that his whereabouts had been exposed but not being questioned, Shao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over with a playful smile, and said: "Master, I can't hide anything from you!"

Yuan Yunzhong said nothing.

Shao Qing couldn't wait to talk about what he saw and heard in the hall, and kept praising Song Jiyun for how smart and generous he was, and how he could deal with people in the yamen with ease.

A slight smile appeared on Yuan Yunzhong's eyebrows.

He already knew it.

Wasn't this the case when she asked Wang Zhubo for help? !