I handed over the system in a hurry

Sancho didn't know how to describe his current mood. He was a little confused and seemed a little excited.

The help she could get was limited, and most of the time she had to rely on her own efforts. Although she had been living like this over the years, the unfamiliar environment in different time and space still made her feel uneasy.

But when she thought about what the system said, the higher the score, the richer the reward, she couldn't help but get excited.

Although it is a strange different time and space, her life safety is guaranteed, which is stated in the contract given to her by the system.

If she dies in another time and space, she will be immediately teleported back to Aquamarine safely and soundly.

This means that she can give it a try here, and maybe she can make a lot of money when she returns to Aqua Planet.

The character developed through many years of life experience makes Sancho not very fond of self-pity and self-destruction, so she decisively chooses to take the initiative.

"Then hurry up and prepare your so-called video teaching. I will start studying tomorrow."

As for why it wasn't today, it was because she wanted to take a shower quickly today. God knows, she hadn't taken a shower since she entered the hospital. If the air conditioner hadn't been on in the ward and she had been lying on the bed without moving much, she would be like this now.

It must have gone rancid.

By the time Sancho came out of the bath, it was already an hour later. She had washed her hair three times. Fortunately, she was bald now and didn't need to wash her hair.

The injury on his head was still not healed, and after all the tossing, Sancho felt dizzy and could only sit down and take it easy.

There was a knock on the door, and Sancho thought it was the housekeeper coming to ask her to go to dinner. When he opened the door, he saw a little carrot head who was slightly shorter than her.

Mr. Bian has one son and one daughter. This is Mr. Bian’s youngest daughter, Bian Yunzhu, who is five years old this year.

When the little carrot head saw her, he grinned and said, "Sister Xin, I'll tell you to go to dinner."

"New sister?" What kind of strange title is this?

The little carrot head was a little chubby, and her voice was milky. She tilted her head and explained seriously: "You are the new sister, of course you have to call me new sister!"

Sancho nodded, yes, little Luobotou also has a sister, who is her newly minted second cousin, the daughter of the second master of the Bian family.

Second Master Bian's name is Bian Minghe, and he has two sons and one daughter. His daughter Bian Yunwei is thirteen years old this year, one year younger than her.

"Grandpa the housekeeper said you were injured on the head and asked me to hold your hand and walk slowly. Come on, I will hold your hand." Little Carrot Head stretched out his hand.

Sancho stretched out his hand in a funny manner. The little carrot head's hands were very soft and tender, completely different from Zhao Di's hands. This was a contrast and portrayal of the fate of the two girls.

Holding the little carrot head's hand, Sancho walked downstairs. The little girl had a serious face and strictly followed the three words "walk slowly." She was not happy when Sancho walked too fast, so he pulled her to walk slower.

The meal was very enjoyable and harmonious. Everyone chatted briefly. Mrs. Bian and Mrs. Bian would bring her food from time to time and ask her what she liked to eat and whether there was anything missing in the room.

The Bian family is really different from the wealthy families that ordinary people think of. There is no intrigue, the family atmosphere is warm and harmonious, and the children are well educated.

After the meal, everyone dispersed, while the housekeeper took her to eat and get familiar with the environment and structure of the manor.

The days are long in summer, and the sun has not completely set in the sky. The huge manor is shrouded in the sunset, giving it a different kind of beauty.

Walking to the back of the manor, a building that was quite surprising from the overall environment of the manor caught Sancho's attention.

"Grandpa, where is that?" Sancho asked, pointing to the crude-looking building.

Butler Bian looked in the direction of her finger and simply led her to change direction and walked toward the building.

"This is Bian's pottery workshop, and there is a cave in the back." Bian's housekeeper said as he walked.

"Why is the pottery workshop in the manor?" Sancho wondered. Isn't this where the Bian family lives? What is the purpose of building a pottery workshop here?

"It's not that the pottery workshop is in the manor, there is the pottery workshop first and then the manor." Steward Bian explained.

"When firing ceramics, the craftsmanship of the pottery master, glazes and cave dwellings are all crucial. This cave dwelling has been used by the Bian family's ancestors. Fortunately, it was not damaged during the war. Later, the chaos ended, and the old man and the others

This manor was built around this old cave dwelling."

The two of them walked into the workshop as they talked. There were piles of mineral soil piled here and there on the ground, and the shelves in the workshop were filled with various shaped clay embryos.

Steward Bian pulled Sancho far away to prevent her from getting too close to the clay embryos, fearing that she would touch them.

The workshop in Bianjia Manor produces high-end fine ceramics, some of which are comparable to works of art after leaving the kiln. Each one is expensive, and breaking any one is a huge loss.

It is not only a loss for the Bian family, but also a loss for the pottery master.

"These are pre-processed embryos that need to be dried in the sun before they can be glazed. If you want to see them, there are already glazed ones over there, as well as already fired porcelain."

Butler Bian felt that Sancho might not be interested in these semi-finished products. After all, in the eyes of the little girl, the unglazed porcelain should be just a lump of shaped soil, gray and gloomy, with nothing to appreciate.

"I want to see this grandpa first." Contrary to what Butler Bian thought, Sancho's eyes were full of appreciation and admiration.

She used to be busy enough just to make a living, and she never had time to visit any museum exhibition halls. The porcelain she came into contact with most in her life was the dishes and cups she used, which were unremarkable in the true sense.

She knew that fine porcelain was exquisite, but she had no concrete idea about it.

But now she has.

"You like these?" Butler Bian was slightly surprised.

He thought that children nowadays should like those shiny things, such as diamonds and gems. You know, Yunzhu and the others never like to go to the workshop, and they never think that the porcelain at home is very beautiful.

Sancho looked at them intently and said firmly, "I like them, they are very beautiful."

It’s really beautiful!

Some of the porcelain on the shelf are light and thin, some are thick and light. Even if they are in the state of clay embryos, you can vaguely see the light penetrating through them. The thick ones, just looking at them from a distance, make Sancho feel...

A majestic atmosphere.

But whether they are thin or heavy, their shapes are all exquisite and all of them are ingenious.

Steward Bian smiled, seeming to be very pleased with the fact that Sancho liked these clay embryos.

"Come on, I'll take you to see the glazed and finished products that have come out of the kiln. Those are more beautiful."

Sancho reluctantly followed Butler Bian into the workshop. After walking a few steps, an elderly master came out to meet him.

The old master was a little surprised when he saw Butler Bian. He stepped forward and patted Butler Bian on the shoulder, and said happily: "I heard a noise outside, and I thought it was some bastard who came back to get something carelessly, but I didn't expect it was you."

"Poof!" Sancho couldn't help laughing.

Housekeeper Bian was already in her sixties, but this old master still called him "your boy", which really made her a little disillusioned.

However, Master Guan seems to be in his seventies, and in front of him, Butler Bian is indeed just a kid.

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Wow, I haven’t collected new books in two days. Every time I open a new book, I wonder if what I wrote is not good-looking.

I need collections and comments to encourage you. If it looks good or not, and where it needs improvement, please let me know.