Senior Superstar

Chapter 815

In front of the factory building, the people who came to accompany Li Shixin to visit took the broom off Zhou Pingyu's hand after a lot of effort.

However, after learning that Li Shixin was the culprit who broke the peerless Song Qinghua, Zhou Pingyu completely forged a relationship with Li Shixin.

For a craftsman, such damage is absolutely unforgivable waste.

"Do you think you are very caring, a pair of bottles dropped one, and artificially turning it into a peerless rare product is a great act? Let me tell you, you don't even know! A porcelain craftsman can make one piece in a lifetime. How difficult it is for a work to be handed down through the ages. You don’t even know that this thing, which he personally made embryos, hooked flowers, glazed, kiln-fired, and finally finished, can survive natural and man-made disasters in the long river of history. How difficult it is to pass down thousands of chances and coincidences! Did you break a bottle? What you broke was a dream that was realized by one or a group of craftsmen thousands of years ago! Unforgivable , absolutely unforgivable!"

Panting heavily, Zhou Pingyu pushed away the few people who were blocking him, and walked into the factory holding his breath.

Seeing her father's back, Zhou Pingyu's daughter looked at Li Shixin in embarrassment.

"Lord Xin, don't worry, my dad has such a temper."

Li Shixin smiled slightly when he saw the young girl who was about sixteen or seventeen years old and had a face that was almost as immature as Chen Boshi and others.

"Understandable, your father may not be a good businessman, but he is a good craftsman."

Seeing that Li Shixin really didn't seem angry, the little girl patted her chest, and immediately recovered to the excitement just now.

"Oh, by the way, Lord Xin, you are here to visit! I, I will take you there! Ah! By the way, me, my name is Zhou Qianqian!"

Faced with the little girl's enthusiasm, Li Shixin nodded and smiled. Following Zhou Qianqian's enthusiastic guidance, he led a group of old fans who were really shocked just now, and walked towards the factory area.

The Zhou family's porcelain factory looks sparse and neat from the outside, and it looks quite old-fashioned in conjunction with the surrounding environment that seems to smell aura.

But the inside is indeed as Zhou Pingyu said on the way when he came, it is very messy.

It is not caused by the artificial negligence of the workers, but the business of making porcelain itself is not a clean and orderly job.

"Ms. Li, this is the embryo-making workshop, where porcelain is formed."

For Li Shixin and others, he pointed to the workshop that was full of germ mud and the ground was covered with mud that could not be wiped off, and Zhou Qianqian warmly introduced it;

"Strictly speaking, this is not our first production link. The embryo is first made of mud. We also have a porcelain stone clay workshop in the lower reaches of the river, but it is too far away. If you want the embryo to look good, the soil is important. The most important thing. Porcelain stone has to be hammered into subdivisions. After sieving, kaolin, our specialty here, is added to improve plasticity and fire resistance. It needs to be beaten repeatedly to remove pores, and then dried in the shade to make powder. The conditions here are not suitable. So it can only be delivered after the other side is done.”

Looking at the workers in the workshop whose hands were covered with white mud, Li Shixin nodded.

Although he has no experience in making porcelain, he still knows about porcelain clay.

The locals named this thing kaolin after the place of origin, but in fact it has a more well-known name-Guanyin clay.

Picking up a handful of mud casually, feeling the cold touch and smoothness like milk, Li Shixin turned around and smiled faintly at his old fans;

"This toy is Guanyin soil. The hungry people who went crazy earlier often used this toy to fill their stomachs. But although this thing looks like rice noodles, it has no nutrition at all. After eating it, it can only die. Quickly. But in a sense, the dead are also considered to be exhausted. If anyone can’t bear it any longer, they will die on the left and right, and they will eat a few handfuls of Guanyin soil to force themselves to be a dead ghost.”

Seeing the dirt in Li Shixin's hands, several teenagers in the team shook their ponytails in unison.

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"Is this the legendary eating dirt?"

Liu Feng on the side nodded.

"I've heard that we saw this thing when we were in North Korea. At that time, the instructor said that even if you starve to death, you can't eat it. After eating it, you can't vomit or pull it down. People are bloated to death. "

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"The evil old society!"

"Lord Xin still knows this?"

Seeing Li Shixin revealing Kaolin's real body, Zhou Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled:

"Yes, this thing is Guanyin soil. But things always have two sides. It can also kill people invisible, and it can also burn exquisite porcelain. This thing can increase the temperature resistance of the clay embryo, so that the kiln The temperature can reach 1,300 degrees, so that the color can be fired to produce the most authentic blue and white color and the whitest porcelain. Unfortunately, my dad said that after the eighteenth century, this binary clay formula was stolen by Westerners. Then the British made a ternary formula based on this, that is, adding 25% animal bone meal to the clay, and the bone china produced surpassed our blue and white in whiteness. Since then, JDZ has begun to decline gone."

The little girl's emotion also caused everyone present to sigh.

There is nothing worse than being robbed of one's own things by outsiders, and turning around to drive oneself to a dead end.

Seeing that everyone was plunged into indignation, the little girl smiled and waved her hand.

"Hey, let's not talk about these unhappy things. This is the sketching workshop, where our painters work. Trust me, this is our blue and white paint!"

While introducing Li Shixin, the little girl picked up a bowl of reddish-brown mud from the side and held it in front of Li Shixin.

"Girl, it's obviously red. Don't you burn blue and white porcelain?"

On the side, looking at the paint in the little girl's hand, Mr. Liu Feng rubbed his old eyes suspiciously.

"Grandpa, you don't know that. This material, it was this color before it was fired. When it really enters the kiln and is heated to 1300 degrees in the cave, if there is no accident, it will show It’s the blue and white color you often see. Look, that’s our kiln!”

Following the little girl's fingers, everyone looked around, and they saw a few low graveyard-shaped buildings.

And there, a ceremony is going on at this time;

In front of a small altar, a group of bare-chested men, in a temperature that was only a few degrees above zero, held up the big bowl above their heads.

At the front of the group of kiln workers, an old man who was also shirtless and had a cigarette pot stuck in his waist, dropped the large bowl in his hand to the ground.

With a loud cry, the wine, together with the fragments of the large bowl, burst out gorgeous white flowers in front of the kiln.

"Grandpa Kiln God bless, the weather is good, the kiln will be opened!" "The weather will be good, the kiln will be opened!"

Between the mountains and rivers, the prayers of the kiln workers crossed the river and the forest, and echoed among the mountains.