Su Ya is completely obsessed with black pottery.

Every morning, the house was cleaned up, and in the afternoon, half of the little Mazha went to Yang Shuzhen to study with a group of young people. Because she was not an apprentice of the association, Yang Shuzhen did not deliberately let her learn which link. And because of the unfixed time, the little girl also heard it wherever she arrived.

From the manufacturing process, the whole black pottery technology can be roughly divided into three parts: material selection, processing and sintering.

The quality of material selection is the main link to ensure the quality of black pottery. The quality of processing mainly depends on the artistic accomplishment of the maker, and the firing process is the top priority.

According to these three links, after three days of teaching, the association has divided the new batch of apprentices into groups.

When the little mute arrived in the afternoon, he happened to see Zhu Juan standing in the courtyard with his waist pinched, directing the dozen or so young men in the material selection group to prepare the river mud that had just been found by the river.

Bangye County is located in the middle and lower reaches of the Nuomin River, and the surrounding river mud is relatively delicate. According to the requirements of black pottery material selection, the river mud must be aged after more than 5 years of wind freezing. Only the old mud that is completely frozen by the air is not easy to crack and is easy to use.

Therefore, the work of selecting materials is a dirty job, and Yang Shuzhen didn't even have to think about it, and directly arranged the strongest among the 100 people to the material selection group.

Seeing Zhu Juan rolling up her sleeves, snorting and drinking to a group of young men with sad faces covered in mud, supporting them to dilute the red mud and mud filter, then stir and adjust the density, and then put it on the high ground next to the association to dry and throw mud strips for later use, Su Ya smiled secretly - now when she sees Zhu Juan, she can think of the monkey incident. In the past two days, Yang Shuzhen's daughter-in-law pinched people and pinched monkey-like jokes that had spread in the association.

Originally, looking at a group of guys who said that they were pinching people like monkeys doing dirty work, Zhu Juan didn't want to be angry in her heart. But when she saw the annoying little mute Shi Shiran coming over, she seemed to be secretly looking at herself and laughing, and her whole face was gloomy again.

Hum.

I don't know where this little girl is good.

Looking at Su Ya's slightly yellowed ponytail, Zhu Juan shook her big black and long braids. Looking at Su Ya's chest under her white shirt, Zhu Juan smiled proudly. Seeing Su Ya's ass under her coarse wide-legged pants, Zhu Juan pursed her lips and rolled her eyes.

"Sister, the little vixen you are talking about, could it be her?"

Next to Zhu Juan, a little girl with a round face looked at her and pulled her sleeve with a glance.

"Well, it's her!" Zhu Juan squinted and said.

"Good drifting ......" The little girl just wanted to boast, but when she saw that her sister's face was not good, she quickly swallowed the word back.

Look at her like that, Xiao Jing, you say, how can she compare to your sister and me? A yellow-haired girl has no meat on her breasts, and her ass is like a peach, and it is not easy to give birth at a glance. Cut. Zhu Juan glanced at Su Ya again and withdrew her eyes.

"......" beside her, Zhu Jing, who learned tailoring in Hailin and helped the master's family for more than a month before arriving in Bangye, was speechless for a long time.

Looking at Su Ya's figure, skin, and appearance, which were completely ignored by Zhu Jing, she patted her eldest sister's thick arm, blushed, and said, "Well, sister, you're right!"

The speaker goes against his will, but the listener takes it seriously.

Zhu Juan proudly straightened her chest, watching Su Ya take out two preforms from a bungalow that had been made and dried overnight and walked towards the kiln, her eyes rolled, and she pulled up her own sister.

"Sister, are you going to Gaha?"

"Mom isn't here at this time, I'll clean her up!"

"Hey, sister, isn't this okay?"

Before Zhu Jing could refuse, she was dragged away by Zhu Juan like a kite.

……

The kiln used by the association is usually used for burning tiles in the house, and it is not large.

But they were all built by the old bricklayers themselves in order to repair the house, and the sparrows were small and had all kinds of organs. More than ten square meters of kilns, kiln drying rooms, there should be - workers want to do a good job must first sharpen their tools, old craftsmen never deal with the things they use to work.

Now it has the sintering teaching responsibility of the Black Pottery Association, and the kiln is constantly burning during the day almost every day.

Su Ya has been familiar with the old skills of those kilns in the past two days, and when she took the two embryo flasks she made from clay selection and then embryo repair to the edge of the kiln, she got a compliment.

The vial is well done, although the surface has not undergone any decals and carvings, and it looks simple. But the long-term mouth embryo vase looks quite clumsy, and what is even more rare is that the embryo mud is pulled to a very thin level, and the mud is also quite delicate. Both embryonic vats are nearly two feet high and thin, but they are extremely light to start.

Although it is not as thin as an eggshell among the best black pottery, for a beginner who has just been in contact with black pottery for less than ten days, making such a embryonic vase is already extremely perceptive, and the understanding of the clay nature of black pottery is quite profound.

In the praise of the kiln master, Su Ya squinted and smiled, and gestured with her hand for a while.

There are too many cabinets for antiques in the house, but after rummaging through the two warehouses, the little girl can't find anything to display.

Seeing that the cabinets in Li Xian's house and in the hall were empty, the little girl decided to burn some bottles and cans by herself to fill them.

This is the real reason why she is obsessed with black pottery.

If you are looking for practicality, ordinary black pottery products are directly baked and cooled at high temperatures. But if it's for the sake of good looks, it's a big deal.

According to Yang Shuzhen's teachings, Su Ya came to the drying room alone, found a good place to put it, and went out immediately - it was too hot, and after only a while, she was already sweating profusely.

Standing by the kiln, wiping the sweat from her forehead, Su Ya heard someone behind her call herself.

"Hey, little mute. ”

As soon as I turned around, I saw Zhu Juan and a girl I didn't know coming over.

Zhu Juan has always been unkind to herself, and Su Ya doesn't like to deal with her very much, but when she saw the girl with a tuantuan face behind Zhu Juan, she grinned.

Seeing that the little girl hid behind Zhu Juan and secretly looked at herself, Su Ya smiled again. ignored Zhu Juan's provocations and left directly.

Seeing that people ignored themselves, a set of ridicules that had been prepared was actually spit on the cotton, and Zhu Juan felt that she couldn't hold her breath in her chest.

"Hey, I misjudged you! So you're not just dumb, you're deaf! haha...... Ha...... Hah, hey, "

Looking at her sister's annoyed look, Zhu Jing quietly tugged at Zhu Juan's sleeve: "Sister, she can't even speak, why can't you get along with her?" Let's go, I'll go to my father and eldest brother to have a look." ”

Zhu Juan originally felt that she was bored, and she was already very embarrassed, but now she actually faced her sister to outsiders, and she was even more unhappy. Thinking of the little fox pinched by Li Xian before, I thought that there was a worm bite, and 10,000 diaphragms should be uncomfortable.

"No!" Looking at Su Ya's distant back, she stomped her foot and kicked up a cloud of dust on the ground, "I have to treat her today! Look at that look, a little nanny who cleans, what are you proud of?"

"Oops, sister!"

Ignoring her sister's pull, Zhu Juan rolled her eyes and walked straight to the oven.

In the hot drying room, she could see the two bottles at a glance. Looking at the bottle that she was afraid that she might not be able to make such a round bottle even after a year of study, Zhu Juan was even more angry.

He turned around and walked out of the drying room, grabbed a handful of carbon slag on the ground, wrapped it in newspaper, and returned to the drying room again and applied it directly to the two bottles.

Watching the carbon slag paste the smooth and delicate bottle body, Zhu Juan felt much more comfortable. While thinking about Su Ya's expression when she saw the bottle tomorrow, Zhu Juan smiled wickedly.

The thrill of the success of the scheme made her feel dizzy.

Outside the oven.

Zhu Jing, who hadn't seen her sister come out for a long time, screamed a few times and no one answered, and finally couldn't help but anxiously enter the drying room with boiling hot air, and screamed when she saw Zhu Juan lying on the ground with a smirk on her face.

"Come on, someone! Oh no! My sister has a heat stroke!"

……

If you want the quality of black pottery to be good, you generally have to burn it for a whole day, and then close the kiln door to let the carbon penetrate into the embryo body and cool it for a day and a half before leaving the kiln, so that it can be regarded as a finished product.

In the afternoon of the next day, Su Ya came to the kiln humming a silent tune. As soon as I walked to the door of the drying room, I saw Zhu Juan, who was pale and waiting there with the support of the little girl yesterday. His face was pale, beads of sweat were rolling on his forehead, and he was staring at himself like a big wolfdog.

Su Ya didn't dare to look at such a gaze, and hurriedly lowered her head and walked into the drying room. When she found the place where she placed the bottle yesterday, the two bottles with a numb surface and a body full of small bumps as if they were too sensitive, Su Ya's eyes widened.

When she hooked the still hot bottle out of the oven and saw the bottle, her eyes were already filled with tears.

At this moment, several weak laughter came from beside him: "Ha...... Ha ha...... What is this burning? Caterpillar bottle?"

Su Ya is not stupid, and at this moment she understood who was doing the ghost.

She threw the stove hook to the ground, took a step and came to Zhu Juan, turned around with a full face of questioning, pointed at the bottle, and put her finger on Zhu Juan's nose.

Zhu Juan opened her hand: "Well, it's me who prepares the land, what's the matter, do you still want to eat people?"

Seeing that her suspicion object admitted, Su Ya bit her lip tightly, and tears were already ringing in her red eyes.

She stubbornly stepped forward and pushed the culprit who destroyed her bottle - but instead of pushing, she threw herself to the ground.

Seeing her like this, Zhu Juan was even happier: "Hey, yesterday I accidentally sprinkled a handful of carbon slag on the top of your bottle." What's the matter, don't the bottle slippery, it's okay, I'll wash it for you!"

Without waiting for Su Ya to get up from the ground, she scooped a scoop of water from a large vat next to the drying room and poured it directly on the bottle!

At this time, the bottle had just been taken out of the oven, and the temperature was still extremely high. And the bottle has been completely dewatered and hardened at this time, and at such a high temperature, it will definitely explode after encountering water.

"Ahh

Seeing a curtain of water in the air splashing straight towards her bottle, as soon as Su Ya stretched out her hand, tears flowed down directly.

Puff~!

Syllable!

The shrill sound of boiling water was accompanied by two pops exploding at the edge of the kiln.

Su Ya sat on the ground for a long time before she wiped away her tears and got up from the ground and silently walked to her bottle. Picking up the pieces that had been blown into a few pieces and were still burning my hands, I couldn't help but think of the time that I seemed to have forgotten - the time when I was bullied.

Just when she wanted to cry, she suddenly found something and was stunned.

Curiously, she picked up a small piece of shard with her fingers, and saw the color and texture that was definitely different from the ordinary black pottery...... The long eyelashes with teardrops fluttered a few times.

For a moment, she was a little stunned.