Enter the Room

The drawing matter finally made progress, so Song Jiuyun naturally wanted to strike while the iron was hot and try to finalize other aspects.

"Then it will be as you wish," she said with a smile, "I will draw a few Fulu gourds for you to see when I get back. Once you are sure about it, the kiln factory can prepare the materials and prepare to start the kiln."

She also said to Hong Xi: "If you are worried that the yield of finished products is not high, I can open a few kilns and bake them together."

In this way, the cost will increase a lot.

Song Jiuyun is very sincere.

Of course Hong Xi could not let Song Jiuyun lose money.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Song. When the time comes, ask the manager to bring the bill, and we will settle the bill to the kiln factory at 20% of the total price."

This is the rule for firing custom-made porcelain.

All costs during the production period are borne by the employer, and the other party must be paid 30% of the total price.

Therefore, making custom-made porcelain is a sure-fire business.

But Song Jiyun made porcelain for the Hong family as a way of repaying her kindness, and she had no intention of asking for the money at all. However, she had no intention of talking to Hong Xi more, so as not to have to be polite for a long time after pushing and shoving.

She readily agreed, asked some trivial requests, and chatted with Hong Xi for a long time before standing up to leave.

Hong Xi wanted to keep them for lunch.

Song Jiyun politely refused on the grounds that he wanted to go home to discuss with his mother about his father Qiqi.

Hong Xi couldn't keep her, so he personally sent the two of them to the gate. Watching the two of them get on the sedan, his smile gradually faded, and his angular eyebrows were raised high, like a sharp blade, cutting through his original gentle and moderate tone. A somewhat elegant face, revealing a sharp cold front.

"Check it carefully for me." He stared at the slowly closing door with burning eyes, and solemnly ordered the manager beside him, "That Yuan Yunzhong can't be a poor boy! If necessary, send someone to Suzhou. Digging Three Chi, please find a way to find out about him!"

The manager lowered his head and said "yes" respectfully and forcefully.

Hong Xi's expression brightened, he slowly turned the Hetian jade ring on his ring finger, and turned around unhurriedly towards the courtyard.

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong returned to the Song family without even having a cup of tea.

Zheng Quan, the lady in the sedan hall, and the boy helped Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong get off the sedan, and the two went to Qian's place - after returning from outside, they had to go to the elders to say hello first.

Yuan Yunzhong put one hand behind his back, and while walking side by side with Song Jiuyun, he said slowly: "Over at the Hong family, if you have anything to do, ask Zheng Quan to run errands. Don't go there yourself."

Song Jiyun looked up in surprise at Yuan Yunzhong, who was taller than her.

Yuan Yunzhong's eyebrow color is as light as the bright moon, and his posture is as straight as a cedar tree.

Extraordinarily handsome.

Song Jiyun shook his head and then said: "Is this disrespectful? After all, the Hong family is kind to our family."

She can understand Yuan Yunzhong's dislike of Hong Xi.

If Hong Xi forced her to ask her who her painting master was, she would also be unhappy.

But she can't alienate Hong Xi just because he doesn't like Hong Xi.

What's more, the Song family and the Hong family are neighbors. It was fine if they didn't interact with each other in the past. Now that they have contacts, socializing and socializing are inevitable.

Yuan Yunzhong looked at her sideways.

Song Jiyun felt that he was being looked down upon.

So, what happened to this ancestor?

Before Song Jiyun could think of what to say, Yuan Yunzhong snorted coldly and said, "That Hong Xi was born from Mr. Hong's estrangement."

What? !

The sudden words made Song Jiyun confused for a long time.

She didn't expect Hong Xi to have such a shameless life experience.

Judging from Hong Xi's appearance, he is elegant, confident and well-respected in the Hong family. He doesn't look like an outsider at all.

Yuan Yunzhong glanced at her and walked in front of her with a carefree step.

Song Jiyun was still thinking about Yuan Yunzhong, but when she came to her senses, Yuan Yunzhong was already more than ten meters away from her.

She hurriedly chased after him: "How do you know that Mr. Hong was born outside the family? You asked me to send Zheng Quan to run errands for something. Is there something wrong with the Hong family? Or is there something wrong with Mr. Hong?"

It was like a barrage of words, one sentence after another.

He also blocked Yuan Yunzhong's path and asked curiously: "What about the second young master of the Hong family? Are he and the first young master Hong from the same mother? Or are they from the same father?"

Yuan Yunzhong bypassed Song Jiuyun and continued walking forward without squinting: "Check it yourself!"

If someone knows, why go to the trouble of checking it yourself?

Song Jiyun felt that Yuan Yunzhong was very arrogant at heart, and he could not say that just because Hong Xi was a foreign concubine.

She chased after him again, and when she saw that Yuan Yunzhong was just walking forward without batting an eyelid, she had no choice but to stop him in front of him, walking backwards while talking relentlessly: "In the early years, the Hong family suddenly moved to Suzhou, and now they have moved to Suzhou." We suddenly moved back. Although our family lives on the same street as theirs, to be honest, we only know a little bit about their family. Regarding porcelain burning, otherwise, we would simply reject him. Anyway, Time is also very tight.”

She finally added: "A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. It is important to repay kindness, but life is more important."

Yuan Yunzhong suddenly stopped, his mouth twitched slightly, and he looked at her without speaking for a long time.

Song Jiyun looked back at him in confusion.

Yuan Yunzhong said "whatever" and walked around her again.

Song Jiyun looked at his back and wanted to stamp his feet, but a group of people came across from him.

She took a closer look and saw that it was Mr. Qian, Mr. Song Shiyi and others.

I want to come out after discussing the matter of her father's Qiqi sacrifice.

She stepped forward to meet him.

Yuan Yunzhong, who was walking in front of her, had already met Qian and others first. He greeted Qian and others in a free and easy manner and started talking.

When she quickly approached, Yuan Yun Zhongzheng, Qian and others said: "...But now that the eldest lady has just taken charge, it is the time to establish her power and virtue. It is better to be safe than to take risks."

Mr. Qian, Mr. Eleven and others listened and kept nodding.

Seeing Song Jiyun coming over, Qian said to Song Jiyun sternly: "Mr. Yuan is right. If you have anything to do in the future, you should discuss it with Mr. Yuan more often."

Song Jiyun was confused and suspected that Yuan Yunzhong was talking about the Hong family.

As expected, Mr. Eleven then continued: "After all, Mr. Yuan grew up in Suzhou Mansion and is well-informed. We can all feel at ease with your eldest niece here to help look after us. Things about the Hong family , I will help if I can, but if I can’t, I will just look for opportunities to repay them in the future.”

After saying that, he turned to Mrs. Qian with a smile and said: "It's rare that Mr. Yuan is so concerned about the kiln. I heard people from the kiln mentioned the matter of offering sacrifices to white porcelain. If Mr. Yuan hadn't helped With Guo Zixing’s help, the matter at the Imperial Kiln Factory would not have been so easy.”

There was also an elder from the clan who was joking about Mr. Qian: "You are a good wife, just wait and enjoy the blessings of my father-in-law!"

Mr. Qian couldn't help but smile. He looked humble but actually said happily: "Thank you for your kind words. I have hope for the future."

Several clan elders laughed.

The atmosphere was very peaceful.

What else could Song Jiyun say?

She smiled and accompanied Qian with Yuan Yunzhong to see off Mr. Song Shiyi and others. Before she could have a word with Yuan Yunzhong alone, Qian made excuses and pulled her into Qian's inner room.

"How's it going? Mr. Yuan is not bad, is he?" She looked at Song Jiyun with a smile, "I see you were talking and laughing with him, and you even dragged the clan elders to have a conversation."