None of the more than 20 porcelain workers dared to speak out, and all of them bowed their heads and hurried back to their posts. Only the old man Ye looked at the comer's eyes with anger.

"What, the dead old man is not convinced, right? My father will come in a while, see how he cleans you up!" The tall man lowered his head and looked at the short old man Ye condescendingly, and his tone was domineering.

"Zhao Zhankui, don't let you scold my grandfather like this!" Ye Yier has been dependent on her grandfather since she was a child, how can she tolerate others saying this. Her petite body stood in front of Old Man Ye, opened her arms, and shouted angrily.

"Yo, isn't this Yi'er, how dare you call your husband's name?" Zhao Zhankui laughed lewdly, and let out a sigh of admiration: "Old man Ye, old man Ye, you said that your old immortal self is black and smelly, and you have a granddaughter who is as beautiful as a flower, which is really a good fate." Otherwise, if you promise this Ye Yi'er and this girl to me as a concubine, I will ask my father to arrange an errand for you in the future, can you manage people?"

"Who is going to be a concubine for you, you are dreaming!" Ye Yi'er said angrily.

Old man Ye's dark face flushed angrily, and he scolded: "You are also worthy!"

Zhao Zhankui's face turned from sunny to gloomy: "Don't give you a shameful face! I will ask my father to join you in front of the emperor, and copying your home is considered light!"

When Old Man Ye heard this, he immediately stopped talking, but his face turned into the color of pig liver, which was extremely ugly. One of his old lives is naturally fearless, but he is afraid that his granddaughter will be affected.

In his eyes, these are all big officials from the capital, if he really says anything to the emperor, it will be over if he affects others.

"Hmph, look at your declining appearance, I have a crush on your granddaughter, that's your blessing! Okay, hurry up and get to work, my father will come in a while, but he won't be as easy to talk as I am!"

Everyone dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, so they had to return to their respective posts.

A group of potters are skilled in drawing and printing blanks, and some workers will draw the semi-dry blanks with knives to further repair, each performing their own duties, and the efficiency is extremely high.

Two workers pulled out a pallet cart on which hundreds of bottles and bowls of different shapes were placed in a neat and orderly manner.

"My lord, that's all for the kiln in the last few days, please take a look. ”

Zhao Zhankui casually picked up a blue and white plate with dragon and phoenix patterns, looked at it for a while, put it down, and grabbed a colorful landscape figure bottle, his brows furrowed deeply.

"The color of this piece is burned, the mouth of this bottle is crooked, and this, what is this painting, who made you paint it like this? And this, this... Zhao Zhankui looked at a few casually, and there were problems, and he pointed at the two of them angrily and scolded: "Why is the defective rate so high, didn't you eat when you were working!"

The two workers bowed their heads and said nothing, casually looking at the stone platform that fell to the ground on one side, and said in their hearts, didn't they just not eat.

"My lord, this yield is almost fifty... ”

"Fifty percent? Fifty percent has a fart, how many pieces! Don't you know the emperor's requirements for the number of porcelain in the palace? If you can't get the satisfactory amount within half a month, your dog's life is not worth much, and maybe you will have to lose your head with me! If you don't meet the requirements, you will be buried on the spot and burned! Burn again!"

Zhao Zhankui was furious, and threw the colorful character bottle in his hand to the ground, and the bottle made a crisp sound and shattered.

Qin Yu felt distressed when he saw it, although he knew that he couldn't sell it for money if he brought it back, but this was always a product of the official kiln, and the materials used were the best in the country, even in this era, each piece was worth a lot. And ordinary people will never use it, even if they use it secretly, they will be killed if they are discovered.

It's just that this is really, a tyrannical thing.

Not long after, another batch of porcelain that was fully formed and glazed and fired was brought back to the factory by two potters and given to several painters.

Old man Ye picked up a small cup, grabbed it in his hand, and gently closed his eyes.

"Draw what?"

"Brother Ye, the above requirement is to imitate the Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup in Chenghua Year. The potter who brought the porcelain looked at the record on the paper and said.

Old man Ye has read the sketch of the chicken bowl cup countless times over the years, and the content of the pattern in it has long been familiar to him, and he nodded slightly: "Got it." ”

Taking a breath, Old Man Ye picked up the pen.

Qin Yu was silently observing from the side. He always thought that the ancient porcelain workers were spontaneous and could do whatever they wanted and volatilize their inner thoughts, but he didn't expect that there were so many restrictions on them.

Even the painter can't add a little bit of his own ideas to the picture, so you can imagine how strict the imperial porcelain in the palace is.

Painting skills may be good or bad, but painting can not have its own inspiration, which is really sad and lamentable.

All of this is very different from what I thought. Qin Yu sighed secretly in his heart and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, there was another commotion outside the door. Qin Yu turned his head to see that a group of officers and soldiers surrounded a fat man dressed as an official and entered the door.

Zhao Zhankui greeted him with a happy face: "Dad, you're here." ”

The person who came was Zhao Zhankui's father, Zhao Kangfu, the pottery supervisor of the Imperial Kiln Factory. The Inspector of Pottery, the official residence of the four products, belongs to the government set up, specifically responsible for supervising the production of imperial porcelain.

Qin Yu just looked at him and smiled disdainfully. The son of a fourth-grade official dared to say that he wanted to sue the emperor. You can go, if you really see the emperor, you dare to say that one word counts me as losing.

It's just that he can only say these words to himself, and others can't hear them if they want to hear them.

Zhao Kangfu's expression was arrogant, and he only responded slightly in the face of his son's respectful greetings: "Have you checked it, how is the yield rate?"

"Less than fifty percent. ”

"What, fifty percent?! Waste, it's all a bunch of waste!"

Time passed quickly, Qin Yu was like watching a movie that was playing quickly, and the movements of Old Man Ye in front of him became a little strange. He vaguely felt that there was a fight outside, but he couldn't move his position.

For some reason, the first thing he was worried about was the girl named Ye Yi'er. As soon as I wanted to ask Lao Tie what was going on, he was already shrouded in clouds and mist.

The next moment, he had come to the brick kiln half a mile away, and watched as a batch of colored porcelain was once again placed into the kiln. Then, the scene changes to a luxurious mansion.

The brand-new Doucai Chicken Bowl Cup was placed squarely on the table of the Eight Immortals in the room, and there was a small pot with colorful colors standing next to it. It doesn't look like a tea set, but rather a drink.

Qin Yu thinks about it and thinks it's normal, many people in the Qing Dynasty used gaiwan to drink tea, and it is not strange that the cup without a lid was used to drink wine. But now he wants to know another thing: "Lao Tie, in the Imperial Kiln Factory before, it seems that someone from the government has done it, why don't you let me go and see it?

"Are you worried about the potter, or are you worried about the sister?" said Lao Tie, smirking playfully.

Qin Yu's old face flushed: "This is not a contradiction, right?"

"The old man doesn't know the idea of the system, and he doesn't give you tasks, so the system naturally has its own considerations. ”

Before Lao Tie's words fell, two male voices walked into the house while talking.

"Dad, what do you say about this?" a male voice asked anxiously.

Qin Yu was taken aback, isn't this the father and son of Zhao Kangfu, the superintendent of pottery, it turns out that they are the first owners of this chicken bowl cup. What is this, is it a private collection of official porcelain?

"Hmph, you still have the face to ask me what to do? I asked you to find a way to get that immortal granddaughter, but did I let you force him to death!"

The more Zhao Kangfu spoke, the more angry he became, his oily fat face turned red, and a slap slapped Zhao Zhankui's face, instantly imprinting red five finger prints.

Qin Yu was shocked, someone died?

Zhao Zhankui covered his rapidly swollen cheeks, very aggrieved: "Dad, you want to marry his granddaughter as a concubine, and I did it according to your instructions!

"You! Zhao Kangfu clutched his chest, couldn't breathe for a long time, and then said: "Hey, don't mention the dead old man, that scorched appearance, I feel disgusted when I think about it." Forcing a potter to death is a big or small matter, if you really let the above know, blame it, we won't have a good life!"

"Dad, what should we do then? Those potters are all watching, can they all be killed?" Zhao Zhankui had no idea, and only asked for help from Lao Tzu, who was like an official.

"You have to let me think about this, let the next person make a bowl of tea, and I will rest for a while. ”

Qin Yu clenched his fists, feeling extremely angry. Although the two of them didn't name names, how could he not understand that the old man was talking about Old Man Ye?!

What's the matter, these two brutes just want to rob the people's daughters, and they even force people to death, so won't Ye Yier be alone in the future?

"System, it's all like this, why don't you hurry up and let me show up? Send a mission, it's okay to kill these two brutes!"

The system didn't answer him, but let the clouds and mist take Qin Yu to the next scene, looking at the environment and the clothes of the characters in the house, it should be a Republic of China family.

"System!" Qin Yu roared angrily, he didn't dare to imagine how sad Ye Yi'er would be if she had lost her only relative: "Lao Tie, Lao Tie, you hurry up and give an order to the system! I want to go back, I want to go back to avenge Ye Yi'er!"

Lao Tie replied after a while: "It's not the time yet." ”

Qin Yu's eyes were red: "Now is not the time, then when is he?!"

"Then you say, how do you avenge that girl?"

"Of course it's a thousand cuts for those two beasts!"

"Now is not the time. Okay, don't talk about it, there will be a chance for you to avenge Ye Yi'er. Hey, let's go. ”

The scene changed again and again, and finally, Qin Yu flashed into a modern room. Here, Qin Yu has been here, it is the place where the previous owner of the chicken bowl cup is located, Brother Xiong's office.

Qin Yu knew that this should be the last scene.

The same decoration, the same furnishings, the difference is that the people in the room have changed.

Brother Xiong sat in front of the coffee table, casually pulled a small bag of vacuum-packed Tieguanyin, poured it into the teapot, and poured half a pot of boiling water. Opposite him, there was a man about thirty years old with an indifferent expression, who was Ah Nian, who was Huo Wentian's subordinate.

Qin Yu hadn't seen him.

"Brother Xiong, it's been a day, and 200,000 yuan has been transferred to your account, when will the news of the person be given to me?"

"Brother Nian, aren't you worried about my errands? I sent someone to keep an eye on this kid, who knows that he is like a special little daughter-in-law, he doesn't go out of the door and doesn't step out of the door of Panjiayuan all day! I can't let my little brother rush in directly to him, right?"

"Huh. Ah Nian smiled lightly: "Brother Xiong's junior brother is hundred, if he doesn't come out, can't you take people away?"

Brother Xiong's face tightened, he thought for a while, and said, "That's it, three days, I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer within three days." What do you think?"

"Anyway, you should do it as soon as possible, the boss's son can't stay in the capital all the time, I hope you can get things done before he returns to the East China Sea." Otherwise, our cooperation in the future, I'm afraid it will be... ”

"Don't worry! I'll definitely settle it for you!" Brother Xiong handed over a cigarette and hurriedly poured a full cup of tea for Ah Nian.

Ah Nian looked at Brother Xiong quietly, and looked at the latter with hair on his back. Then, he got up and left: "A full glass of wine and half a cup of tea, the tea will not be drunk, I will wait for your news." ”

Brother Xiong waited until Ah Nian went out, still in a daze, and it took a long time to calm down.

"What is a full cup and half a cup? What JB stuff?" Brother Xiong muttered there: "It's like dragging a character in front of me, I wasn't a thug before,!"

Qin Yu was stunned in his heart.

The boss's son, Donghai, 200,000, Pan Jiayuan... Is he not the one who speaks with their mouths?

But Qin Yu knows very few people from the East China Sea, except for Feng Dezheng and his two granddaughters, the people from the East China Sea who he has met recently, and people who are willing to spend 200,000 yuan to buy his hands and feet...

Could it be the rich second generation, Huo Wentian?

Brother Xiong took a sip of the cup of tea and took out his mobile phone, which was the latest six-star machine. He flipped through his phone book, pressed the speakerphone, and set it aside.

Qin Yu leaned over and found that under Liu Lizhou's name, a row of numbers was also displayed.

This function is good, and Qin Yu immediately wrote down the number. The next second, he was back in his hotel cabin.