Song Qingyi didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his awkwardness at first, but at this moment, standing here quietly looking at his Zhengjun's serious back, he suddenly realized that his attention to Zhengjun seemed to have exceeded his original intention to be a couple who were also friends and companions, and respected each other.

He doesn't know what his feelings for Qi Runyun are now, if he said that he planned to support each other at the beginning, then his current awkward mood has already been exceeded, if he is in love with Qi Runyun, Song Qingyi feels that he doesn't seem to have the feeling of heartbeat at first sight in his heart, and he won't miss it if he leaves, so what is he now?

Worried, Song Qingyi's breath was a little heavy, probably because he felt a little strange, Qi Runyun, who was seriously staring at the matter at hand, subconsciously looked back, but when he saw Song Qingyi, he paused.

"Discretion?" Xu changed his words before, and this time Qi Runyun shouted Song Qingyi's words more naturally.

"It's okay, I'm coming to see you, how about it?" Putting away the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Song Qingyi and his faction walked over naturally.

"I found different recipes, pinched different soil materials, looked at the feel, and then pinched a few molds, some good and some bad." While pinching the clay in his hand, Qi Runyun replied to Song Qingyi's words.

Although Qi Runyun did not let go of the Qi family's craft, most of the things he could come into contact with in Xi Liyuan for so many years were ordinary mud, although Master Song did not object to him practicing this craft, but it was impossible to prepare materials for him too thoroughly, so there were only a few things he could come into contact with. This visit to the kiln factory was the first time he had comprehensive access to all the materials at will, so he was almost familiar with the properties of the soil in the past few days.

Song Qingyi looked at the place that Qi Runyun pointed out to him, and sure enough, there were a few dry or wet molds on the shelves next to the wall. Different from the clay sculptures I saw before my own Zhengjun, these molds are yin molds - that is, concave molds, which are molds used for filling, which are naturally very different from the clay sculptures used for viewing before.

It can be seen that this is a work of practice, and the shape of the mold is not very neat, but the pattern of the carving is very detailed. Song Qingyi picked up a mold and looked at it carefully, the two halves of the mold were closed, and it could be seen that the shape of the inner fit was a semicircular item, and the side of the arc was engraved with delicate patterns, which were the patterns of lotus leaves. Song Qingyi guessed that it should be a bowl or a cup.

"I've been looking at the materials for the past two days, and I've seen it almost, I told Lao Zheng Tou to let him take me to burn a small piece tomorrow, just use your mold, right?" After playing with this half-dried mold that had just been looked at carefully, Song Qingyi said suddenly.

Qi Runyun was a little surprised, he thought that this time was not enough, and he would burn a small piece tomorrow. However, he didn't object, just shook his head at the mold in Song Qingyi's hand, "This soil material is randomly matched with hand practice, it shouldn't be able to withstand the filler to burn, I'll pinch and engrave one later." ”

How could Song Qingyi not see his surprise, and said with some self-deprecation at the moment, "When I was a child, I didn't know how to really learn the craft The age has long passed, and my father at my age also knows that he can only learn some fur at most, so he came to stay for a while, mainly to see the process, understand the whole general craftsmanship and the firing of the glass, you can try it, but it is really difficult to completely burn a thing by yourself like a craftsman, at least I can only rely on Lao Zheng Tou to help me see the heat and color." Although he had some ideas in his heart and discussed some eyebrows with his father-in-law, he could only rely on others to help him observe many subtle things to experiment, and there was no way that these skills had to be accumulated by time and experience.

Hearing Song Qingyi's words, Qi Runyun frowned, but just like the abrupt intimacy the night before, he didn't ask, just turned around and continued the matter at hand, "I'll get the mold for a while, and I'll take it to the kiln tomorrow." ”

On the second day, Qi Runyun rose earlier than Song Qingyi, and after asking Liuguang Song Qingyi, he learned that his own Zhengjun took Lingbao to the bungalow before dawn.

Remembering yesterday he said that he would hand over the mold to the kiln today, Song Qingyi frowned, and ordered Liuguang to say two words before getting up and going to the kiln first - today he wants to burn a small piece by himself, although there is Lao Zheng Tou to follow the whole process, but Lao Zheng Tou also spoke, since he wants to burn it himself, the preparation work must also come by himself, so that he can know the entire process of a piece of glaze from burning ore to finished product. That's why he went to the kiln earlier.

The kiln is not actually a place name, in fact, it is a general term, which is the place where all the format kilns that burn the glaze are located, which is the place where the glaze factory occupies the largest area, because of the relationship between the three dragon kilns. The dragon kiln covers an area of more than ten zhang, which is not the largest, the Song family's three dragon kilns in the glaze factory have the largest twenty-three zhang, not to mention the land occupied by other flat kilns, gourd kilns, and steamed bread kilns, plus the distance between the kilns for safety. The kiln alone already occupies most of the territory south of this hill.

Because Song Qingyi burned only a small piece for the first time, and because from easy to difficult, the construction that Lao Zheng Tou gave him was to burn monochrome first, so he would only use a few small kilns that were usually idle this time. Song Qingyi was brought by Lao Zheng Tou yesterday to see the kiln, so he knew the location of the kiln, but he was worried that his own Zhengjun would come over for a while, and he couldn't find it, so he left Liuguang at the intersection.

Since he asked Qi Runyun for a bowl-shaped mold, Song Qingyi had a belly case in his heart, and planned to burn the glass bowl that had always been transparent and purple. Therefore, when I saw Lao Zhengtou by the kiln, I was taken to pick up ore in the basket.

"The small learning glaze, after three years of beneficiation, three years of fire, the master's first sentence is to burn glaze and ceramic glaze is a truth, high temperature burning, low temperature burning." Lao Zheng Tou watched Song Qingyi select the horse tooth stone and Lingzi stone - this is the necessary ore for burning purple glaze, and said something about his apprenticeship when he was young - in a few days, the humble and studious young master who is not afraid of dirty hardship has begun to win a little favor from the craftsman, from the beginning of the respect to now can talk about homely things.

Song Qingyi listened to Lao Zheng Tou's words, thinking about the matching of monochrome purple glass that he saw in his book: "White as frost, cheap and square, horse tooth stone, purple as Ying, Zaza star, purple stone also." White five, purple one, Lingzi double purple, get crystal; White three, purple one, Ling Zi is like purple. "There is not much difference between the records of the ancient law and those of today.

It seems that what my father sent over at the beginning were not only ordinary craftsman records, but also some of the Song family's secret recipes. Song Qingyi pursed his lips, sighed because of his father's intentions, and then collected other thoughts and carefully selected the mine.

Qi Runyun came not too late, Song Qingyi had just selected the mine, and Liuguang had already led him to the edge of the kiln, naturally with the mold he had promised.

Song Qingyi was picking up the hem of his robe at this time, squatting to pick up ore, and was about to stand up, but his family Zhengjun came over and paused to learn from him, and squatted down as soon as he lifted his hem, and handed over the mold in his hand, "Look at you burning." ”

Song Qingyi was stunned, not surprised by his words, but surprised by this person's actions - he remembered that in the previous life, this person's stubbornness and seriousness were not only because of his temperament, but also because of his etiquette and demeanor. Song Qingyi never thought that the two of them were squatting on the ground like this now.