Enter the Room

Song Jiyun stroked his forehead, somewhat dumbfounded.

But her heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, fell firmly to the ground.

Although I don't know how Yuan Yunzhong knew that she was in urgent need of Simon now, but he was willing to help her, and he probably didn't take the past gap between the two to heart.

Is this better than anything else?

Then do you want to chase me and explain?

Song Jiyun looked at the mud in his hand, thinking about the sacrificial white porcelain that was about to be handed over to the Royal Kiln Factory, and finally decided to deal with the most important matter at hand before repairing the relationship with Yuan Yunzhong.

She finished making cups, bowls, plates and the like made of kaolin clay, and Zheng Quan had already called for the kiln builder.

The two put the sagger in the kiln, replaced the firewood with coal, and started burning the kiln.

Zheng Quandao: "Miss, please go and rest first! I will follow your instructions and call you when the blank is baked."

Song Jiyun nodded, told him a few times, and went to rest.

When she woke up in the evening, Zheng Quan had already opened the kiln and pointed it out to her happily: "Miss, it's all done!"

This is the experience summarized by later generations.

The clay body made of kaolin is first fired at the same temperature as ceramics, then glazed, and then fired again at the same temperature. This has better stability and a higher yield than direct firing.

Song Jiuyun smiled narrowly, divided the green glaze he brought back from the kiln into five parts, took the magnet removed from the compass, and slowly passed one of the green glazes over.

Zheng Quan said in confusion: "Miss, what are you going to do?"

Song Jiyun smiled and said, "I'm going to try to make a single-color porcelain."

Zheng Quan didn't understand.

Song Jiyun didn't explain. He put the green glaze aside and passed each of the remaining five green glazes twice, and each one three times, adding up one by one, and passed the last one five times.

This was what an artist she supported told her before.

From celadon to sweet white porcelain, the only difference is the iron content of the glaze.

He spoke in detail at the time, but she was more interested in collecting jewelry at the time and was too professional, so she didn't listen very carefully.

Don't know how to operate it specifically.

Now she can only think of ways to try it bit by bit to see how much iron content can be absorbed from the celadon glaze to produce sweet white porcelain.

She was not good at doing it, so she called another master glaze master in the kiln factory to come over and help her.

This master's name is Gu Qing. He is only 27 or 28 years old, but his hands are very steady. The black and gray glaze is poured on, the thickness is even, and before it is fired, it is like black pottery, exuding its own unique beauty.

Gu Qing was very interested and said: "Miss, is this something left over from the old employer? I see that the glaze is different from before."

In the eyes of others, before the glaze is diluted, it is grass gray, and after dilution, it is black gray. Only masters who have been soaked in it for more than ten years or even decades will rely on their own feelings or Intuitively notice the difference.

Song Jiyun didn't want to cause trouble and said with a smile: "It was left behind by my father during his lifetime. I was always a little unsure before, so I burned so many. This time something went wrong with the white porcelain sacrifice, so I had to take a risk and try to burn it."

Her father had great authority in the kiln and was loved and trusted by everyone.

Sure enough, when she said this, Gu Qing immediately smiled happily and said: "Since it is left by the old employer, it is definitely done! When the old employer was still alive, he also fired three-color glaze. Unfortunately, the capital didn't like it. , and then it stopped burning.”

A few people chatted and laughed, and quickly glazed all the things made by Song Jiyun. After drying, he helped put them into the sagger, and then returned to the kiln.

Song Jiuyun still used coal and started firing for the second time.

This is also the experience summed up by later generations.

Coal has a higher ignition point than pine wood and can quickly produce the required porcelain.

There are many reasons why later generations did not continue to use coal to burn kilns, apart from pollution, but what she is facing now is the cost.

Pine trees are everywhere in the mountains around Jingdezhen. If you want to buy coal and burn it back, the transportation cost plus other costs will be much more expensive than firewood.

Such a pilot project for urgent needs on a small scale is okay, but not on a large scale.

Song Jiuyun stood in front of the kiln, waiting to come out of the kiln.

Smoke in your home cannot be hidden from others.

Many people know that Song Jiyun is burning a kiln, but they just don't know what she is burning.

Two days later, the fire was turned off, and another day, the kiln was opened.

When I opened the sagger, I found that most of them were twisted objects of unknown colors. Only among a pile of coarse gravels on the left side was a small milky white hand cup, which was crystal clear and moist under the sunlight. Mutton fat is spotless, like pearls and jade.

"Miss, Miss!" Zheng Quan, who was helping Song Jiyun pick up the sagger, stammered in his voice, "What, what is this?"

He could be regarded as growing up in the Song family. When he was a child, he often followed Song Youliang to the kiln factory. If he had no talent and was born with supernatural powers, Song Youliang would definitely train him to be a master master or a big shopkeeper in the kiln factory.

He knows much more about porcelain than the average kiln worker.

He had never seen such exquisite artifacts.

He didn't even dare to pick it up with his hands, for fear that the calluses on his hands would damage the jade-white cup.

Song Jiyun took a long breath and laughed heartily.

She picked up the cup and looked at the numbers on the bottom of the sagger. She couldn't help but secretly calculate in her mind how many taels of celadon glaze and how many iron filings would produce the correct ratio.

In order to ensure accuracy, it is best to burn it again on a large scale

She is really lucky to be able to bake a finished product in one go!

Song Jiyun ordered Zheng Quan: "Smash all the remaining porcelain and bury it over there at the dock."

The soil in which porcelain is buried cannot be used for farming, so it cannot be thrown away.

"Okay!" Zheng Quan grinned and whispered to her, "Miss, are we successful?"

Song Jiyun nodded and said with a smile: "From now on, the Song family's sacrificial white porcelain will truly be in an invincible position."

Zheng Quan didn't understand why she said that, but he had seen white porcelain fired for the imperial kiln.

Also white. But it was that pale. Unlike the hand-pressed cup made this time, it has a warm luster, like jade, which makes people look very comfortable.

He knows that there is a difference between burning one thing individually and burning a bunch of them in batches.

It turns out that Song Youliang often does such experiments at home.

It's fine to burn at home, but it won't work in the kiln.

Song Youliang's study still has many orphan works that he burned.

He pointed to the cup in Song Jiuyun's hand and said excitedly: "Should we go to the kiln later or tomorrow? When they see this cup, they will definitely go crazy with joy and can't wait to open the kiln and fire porcelain immediately!"

Moreover, the eldest lady has completely won this battle and truly gained a foothold in the kiln.

He couldn't be happier.

Song Jiyun wanted to give this cup to Yuan Yunzhong.

She once promised Yuan Yunzhong that if she fired a single-color porcelain, she would give him one as a gift.

When he knew that she was looking for Si Nan, didn't he also send Si Nan over?

But she failed to discover it in time, causing him to return without success.

Song Jiyun couldn't help but smile.

I found that she seemed not to have seen Yuan Yunzhong in the past few days.

She couldn't help but ask Zheng Quan: "Have you seen Mr. Yuan these days?"

Zheng Quan said in confusion: "I have been burning porcelain with you these days..."

"Oh!" Song Jiyun interrupted him and said, "Let's go to the kiln later! The sooner the white porcelain is fired, the sooner we can rest assured!"

Zheng Quan also thought it made sense and turned around and went to the sedan hall.

Song Jiyun took the cup and went to Yinyu Hall.

Let's have a career chapter, we can't always fall in love...