Chapter 12: My Friend Qingchuan

After a short time, Uncle Dog stopped the car and took Xiao Zhang to dinner by the way.

"Xiao'er, show me your dzi. Uncle Dog said while drinking Yanjing beer.

Xiao Zhang didn't think about taking it out of his pocket and giving it to Uncle Dog.

"Tsk, such a gadget is worth so much money. Uncle Dog smiled and played with it in his hand.

Xiao Zhang looked at Uncle Dog's eyes and said with a strange expression: "Uncle Dog, I look at your eyes, do you want to take it for yourself or lie to my baby?"

", is Uncle the person? Are you saying that Uncle sent you the 100,000 yuan? Uncle is thinking that you kid is not short of money, do you want me to help you find a buyer to sell, you also know, Uncle still has some connections in Panjiayuan. Uncle Dog continued to laugh.

"Come on, uncle, I see that you just want to make some benefits, I can't sell this thing, this is given to me by Mr. Bai, I can't sell it even if I starve to death, at the moment, Mr. Bai and my teacher's affairs have not yet come to a conclusion, I still asked the teacher tomorrow What if my teacher asks me to go back?" Xiao Zhang said.

Uncle Dog doesn't care: "If you don't sell it, what will happen if you can't pay the rent next month." After Uncle Dog finished speaking, he returned the Huya Dzi to Xiao Zhang.

Xiao Zhang carefully put away the dzi and fell silent.

My current life is indeed a bit urgent.

I have been in the capital for more than two years, and I still live in a small broken courtyard, and I only rented a room, because it is cheap, only 2,000 yuan a month, and Xiao Zhang, a junior apprentice, has a monthly salary of less than 5,000 yuan, and I have to send 1,500 yuan to my family every month, and in the end, I only have more than 1,000 yuan left for Xiao Zhang, which is really tight.

Uncle Dog also lives in this courtyard, but Uncle Dog is much stronger than Xiao Zhang, although he is also alone, but people have never been as difficult as themselves in order to live.

At least people still have cars, and they can only squeeze the subway.

After eating and saying goodbye to Uncle Dog, Xiao Zhang returned to his small room of more than ten square meters and called the system at the same time.

"Craftsman, I'm here to claim the reward. ”

"Okay, host, congratulations on completing the mission. ”

Side Quest: Win the competition.

Reward for completing the quest: Ru Porcelain Crafting Skill (Entry-level)

Ask the host to claim the quest.

Xiao Zhang hurriedly chose to receive the reward.

Familiar azure, familiar recipe, familiar taste.

The azure energy instantly dissipated in Xiao Zhang's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the entry-level Ru porcelain making skill, but since the host has not completed the novice task, this skill cannot be used for the time being, and the host can only open it after completing the novice task. "The system finally prompts.

"What? can't use it, can't use it, what are you doing for me? hmm? No......" Xiao Zhang said as he said and suddenly stopped talking.

Because Xiao Zhang felt that the azure energy in his mind had dissolved, countless knowledge points all existed in Xiao Zhang's mind.

The steps of making Ru porcelain, such as the selection, blending, tire making, tire burning, glazing, temperature control, etc., all exist in my mind.

Just like you learn to drive, you can skillfully simulate every step in your mind, fasten your seat belt, light the ignition, put the gear, and turn signal...... Wait a minute.

Now the production process of this Ru porcelain completely appeared in Xiao Zhang's mind, Xiao Zhang can be said to come as soon as he opened his mouth, just like the Ru porcelain appreciation skills obtained before, he already knows.

But doesn't the system say that you can't use it now?

Could it be that there is a bug in this system?

Sure enough, this kind of artificial intelligence, black technology program, this thing is unreliable, and this omnipotent system also has bugs.

Do you want to tell the system?

Never mind...... It's better not to say this good thing.

If this system is perfected again, won't you forget it again......

Anyway, sooner or later, I'm going to have to complete this damn novice task, and I'll unlock the right to use this skill when the time comes, and it's like that sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhang chose to keep his mouth shut.

It was late at night.

Xiao Zhang tossed and turned and slept very comfortably.

In the dream, Xiao Zhang's own Ru porcelain azure glazed plate was bought at Poly International Auction for 100 million!

Xiao Zhang laughed, laughed and woke up laughing.

It's dawn.

There were no washers and toilets where Xiao Zhang lived.

There is a public toilet after you need to go out, and it is dark on weekdays and nights, so Xiao Zhang rarely drinks water at night, so he is afraid that he will have to go out to the toilet at night, and there is no light in the public toilet.

After a simple wash in the yard and a walk to the public toilet, Xiao Zhang hurriedly ate a bowl of fried liver buns at the breakfast stall at the door, and then hurriedly went to catch the subway.

The capital, a city that haunts countless people's dreams but is worse than death.

No matter what you choose to become a North Drifter, you must have ambitions and are exhausted in the end.

Only a small number of people succeed, and most of them continue to struggle.

Of course, Xiao Zhang is no exception, a tinkerer mixed in the Forbidden City in the capital...... Apprentices, naturally follow the entrepreneurs who live in the basement to make music, play tricks in Hengdian, and share desks...... Almost.

At half past eight in the morning, Xiao Zhang appeared in the teacher's work area on time.

And his teacher, Master Tang Qingchuan, who is known as the Qingbai Holy Hand by insiders, is squatting on the ground, cleaning a batch of porcelain pieces that have just been sent over with a small brush.

"Teacher, early. Xiao Zhang shouted in a proper manner.

Tang Qingchuan turned his head to look at it, nodded slightly, put down the brush in his hand, then stood up straight and handed Xiao Zhang a teapot placed next to the table.

Xiao Zhang has been an apprentice for two years, so he naturally knows what to do.

Taking the small teapot, Xiao Zhang went to fill it with hot water.

In the past two years, Xiao Zhang doesn't know how many times he has poured tea for Tang Qingchuan like this, and how many times he has touched this teapot.

But until today, Xiao Zhang looked carefully at this familiar and unfamiliar teapot.

Xiao Zhang was shocked.

Although, this teapot is very ordinary, very inconspicuous, and looks like the kind that can buy two for thirty yuan in a small roadside stall.

But Xiao Zhang now knows that this is a real purple clay pot, and it is the work of a master.

This inconspicuous little broken pot turned out to be the work of Gu Wantang, a master of purple clay pot making, which at least costs four or five hundred thousand......

Xiao Zhang clearly saw the paragraph at the bottom of the pot.

Take a closer look at the few lines on the jug.

Xiao Zhang was stunned again.

What is written on it turned out to be my friend Qingchuan, Shoubi Nanshan, and Wantang.

Is this still Gu Wantang's birthday gift to Tang Qingchuan, a friend?

Is his teacher so extravagant?

A little old man who wears a tattered cloth shirt and dusty black sleeves every day drinks his broken tea leaves with four or five hundred thousand teapots every day that he is reluctant to change when he smells bitter?

Never noticed it yourself?