The square cards of the first furnace were baked, and when they were dried, the Yin carved mold in Qi Runyun's hand had been completed, and it was handed over to the two apprentices to burn the glazed juice. Qi Runyun pinched his somewhat stiff fingers and raised his head, only to find Song Qingyi sitting on the side looking at him silently.

"Discretion?" In fact, Qi Runyun was a little surprised in his heart, usually like this, either Song Qingyi would stand up and observe the changes in the glazed juice, or he would hurry over, while blaming himself for being tired and disregarding his body, he would reach out and pinch his hand for him - he already felt that his own person seemed to have some unusual love for his rough hands, and he would pinch and play with it when he had the opportunity, and he would never care about the situation around him.

At this moment, they suddenly just looked at each other, and just confided their hearts to each other, Qi Runyun didn't think much about it, just thought that he was probably a little uncomfortable all of a sudden.

Qi Runyun's voice made Song Qingyi pause for a moment, and then seemed to notice his movements, frowned and sat closer, took his hand and held a knuckle and rubbed it over - craftsmen, especially carved craftsmen, their hands are actually very easy to hurt their muscles and bones, because they always stiffen a movement for a long time - sighed, Song Qingyi's tone was a little soft: "I said that you should not be tired, your fingers will hurt after a long time." ”

Qi Runyun shook his head, "It's okay, it's okay to take a break like this." ”

Song Qingyi didn't speak, and pinched it for a while before getting up and saying, "I'll take a look." ”

"Let's go together, I want to see if I'm right." Qi Runyun stood up together, feeling that his waist was not very sore, and then said.

Song Qingyi paused before nodding.

Qi Runyun glanced at the back of the person walking in front with feeling.

At this moment, the flames of the kiln were light red, and the heat wave was rolling in the noon moon, and the two people who were sitting in the distance were suddenly pounced. Song Qingyi subconsciously took a step sideways and blocked in front of Qi Runyun: "It's too hot, don't stand for a long time, take a look and go back to sit in the grass and reeds." ”

Although the two of them were wearing light cotton shirts when they came over, after all, the fire in front of them was different from that of the mountain, and they suddenly sweated hot. Qi Runyun was not reckless, and nodded after listening to Song Qingyi's words.

The mold carved by Qi Runyun in the furnace was not closed, and the open mold could be seen at a glance the goose yellow glazed defective products that began to melt inside, and after thinking about it, he poked Song Qingyi: "You can't completely melt the city glazed juice, so it doesn't fit well with the square card." ”

Because he didn't expect Qi Runyun to poke him, Song Qingyi was so shocked that he took two steps forward, and he didn't dare to blame his own Zhengjun because of that little heart, so he had to stand two steps away: "That can not wait for all to be cool, if it is not all melted into glass juice at this time, I am afraid that there will be a gap between it and the carving, and the pattern will not be filled." ”

Thinking that Song Qingyi's words also made some sense, Qi Runyun had no choice but to continue watching. It's just that I'm a little worried about the timing of the cooling, and I don't know what kind of control is good.

"Or, take a mold out in advance and look at it, it's better to deduct the bad time for a while." Old Zheng Tou said when he heard it.

When the two of them heard it, it was originally for experimentation, so it was naturally best to try it in every situation.

Lao Zheng Tou asked someone to bring fire tongs, and then brought a tool that Song Qingyi had never seen before.

The tool looked like a stone spoon, with a slender handle and a deep and narrow round bottom, Song Qingyi had never seen anyone use it in the kiln factory before, but Qi Runyun looked at it and felt familiar, as if he had seen his father use it when he was a child in the Qi family.

It doesn't have an official name, but it's a tool made by the craftsmen themselves, and my father seems to have used it to fill wax at the time. In addition to the carved mold in his hand, there is also a way to fill in wax, but he left home at a young age and did not have time to learn from his father.

It's been a long time, and Qi Runyun remembers the general impression of this tool, but he didn't expect to see it again in Lao Zhengtou's hands.

After Lao Zheng took out a mold, he took the tool and was about to explain this to the two of them, but he found a slight flash of nostalgia in Qi Runyun's eyes. After thinking about Qi Runyun's kneading skills, he knew that the young master, the Zhengjun, must be a family scholar, and it was not surprising that he would recognize this.

"It seems that Shaojun knows this."

Song Qingyi turned around when he heard this, and naturally saw the nostalgia that had not been restrained, and he felt a pang in his heart, remembering what he had thought of before, and suddenly felt bitter in his mouth.

"I think I saw my father use wax when I was a child?" Qi Runyun nodded back to his senses, his gaze not taking off the tool.

Lao Zheng Tou smiled honestly: "It seems that Shaojun's family is also a craftsman, this thing is not famous, it is generally used by mold-making craftsmen to fill things, especially there is a kind of wax filling technique in the glass mold." There is a craftsman association in our factory here, this is his, and he calls this a button. The handle used to press down. The head of the handle is carved from a relatively refractory stone, and it will not have an effect on hot wax or glass. ”

Qi Runyun nodded, and then found that Song Qingyi was a little distracted, and looked at him strangely.

Lao Zheng didn't notice Song Qingyi's absent-mindedness, after he finished speaking, he pressed the glass pieces that had been soft but not turned into juice in the mold, and used skillfully, after all, the mold was just an ordinary clay mold and after fire, the texture had become crisp, and if the strength was not used well, the mold would be wasted.

It doesn't matter if the mold is scrapped, the glass inside has been burned for so long.

"That should ensure that there are no gaps. But ......" Old Zheng frowned and looked at the mold.

Song Qingyi and Qi Runyun, who came back to their senses, looked at it in a blink of an eye, and it turned out to be a narrow and round base, but now it is pressed, the pattern may be filled, but the base is concave, so if you want to combine it with the square card, it is estimated that you have to fill in some glass juice.

Song Qingyi thought for a while, "The tired silk gold tool should use solder to combine the tired silk and the hairpin." What about our glass pieces? ”

Qi Runyun thought about this problem: "Liuli shouldn't use solder, after all, it is much heavier than gold, and if it is glued, it will not be used for a long time." The best way is to burn them together. ”

Lao Zheng nodded, "What Shaojun said is right, so we still have to grasp the timing of the burning." ”

Song Qingyi saw that the two of them said this, so he picked a small one of the varieties that had never been burned, and packed it with a square mold to burn it again: "Then go on, the gap in the middle still needs to be filled." ”

This continuation took more than half a day, Song Qingyi was afraid that Qi Runyun would not be able to get hot, so he didn't let him wait on the side, Caolu was too hot after noon at this time, so he had to send people back to the yard to rest.

Along the way, because of the feeling in his heart that couldn't be said to be guilt or anything, Song Qingyi didn't like to tease Qi Runyun as much as usual, but just accompanied him all the way to the courtyard.

After explaining the Lingbao who stayed in the courtyard, they prepared a bath for Qi Runyun to cool down and eat some meals, and rested in the afternoon, and then went back to burn the stove.

Song Qingyi, who turned around and left, didn't notice that Qi Runyun didn't go back to the house immediately, but frowned and stood at his back for a while before returning to the room under the urging of Lingbao.

And Song Qingyi, who returned to the kiln, waited for the results of the boiling juice while sitting on the beauty couch to eat. Because he didn't bring his own little servant, Song Qingyi didn't specially let people prepare their own food, and simply used the rice from the kiln factory with Lao Zhengtou.

Feeling Lao Zheng Tou's gaze on the side, Song Qingyi swallowed the rice, "Old Zheng Tou, do you think I can be full?" ”

Lao Zheng Tou was choked by Song Qingyi's words for a moment, and then replied: "I see that the young master is naturally not full, but I am afraid that the young master will not be used to eating." "The meals of the Song family's glaze factory are okay, but compared to the fine dishes they use for the young master and young master, they are naturally not good, seeing that Song Qingyi is not disgusted with one bite after another, Lao Zheng Tou feels that his strong heart is swaying.

Song Qingyi laughed: "What's not used to, isn't it all a mouthful of rice, I ...... back then I didn't eat anything when I was on a study tour. "I naturally ate a lot of things when I was on a study tour, but they are all specialties from all over the world, not to mention delicious, at least they are very flavorful. What he really wants to say is that when he was down on the street in his previous life, he had never eaten anything, and he had done everything with wild dogs to grab food, not to mention that it was just a mouthful of ordinary food now, which was already good compared to his previous experience.

After finishing the meal, it was already the hottest time of the day, because the kiln had not stopped, and this remote corner had also begun to be hot, and Song Qingyi felt a little unbearable wearing a light cotton robe. Lao Zheng Tou and the two apprentices on the side have become accustomed to rolling up their sleeves and lifting their trouser legs to work.

Song Qingyi thought about it, and also learned to tie the sleeves to the elbows, and the trouser legs were tied to the knees, which was really much more comfortable.

Seeing the new image of the young owner, Lao Zheng Tou and the two apprentices laughed sullenly and didn't say anything.

When the mold of the second furnace came out, Song Qingyi also took a special look at the furnace fire, and he heard Ayi say that the auxiliary burning material used today is leather, and it is burned together with livestock. It's a pity that he looked at it for a while and found that Qingyan not only didn't have a steady dìng, but almost didn't. The two apprentices put the molds on the stone platform to cool, and then carefully recorded the results of the day.

Today's matter is almost the same so far, Song Qingyi waved his hand to let people rest, burning a fire for a day on such a hot day is simply a punishment, it is not a matter that can produce results in a short time, and he is not in a hurry for such a moment.

"At this time, the weather is hot, if it is cold, it is estimated that it will take a night, I will come to see it in the evening, and the Shaodong family will take Shaojun back first, if it is successful, I will let people send it to the house to you."

Song Qingyi wiped his sweat, knowing that what Lao Zheng Tou said was right, he nodded immediately, and planned to go back to the small courtyard to wash up and then return to the Song Mansion with Qi Runyun.

Song Qingyi rinsed her body with cold water, washed up well before changing into clean clothes and going to the room.

Lingbao was guarding the outer room, and Song Qingyi was booed by him when he entered.

"The master fell asleep not long ago, and it was probably hot before, and the sides of his neck were red, turning over and over." Leaned closer to Lingbao before whispering to him.

Song Qingyi frowned, and sure enough, it was still hot. When I turned into the inner room, I saw that the window at the back of the room was half open, and the bed tent was also open, Qi Runyun did not press the quilt with his hands as usual, but slightly opened his neckline, pressed one leg on the quilt, and slept not as "well" as usual.

Seeing such a rare scene, Song Qingyi smiled at first, and then got closer, and sure enough, he saw the red marks that Lingbao said, which should have been sunburned.

Song Qingyi remembered that he had just been by the kiln, and he had waited until Qi Runyun had left, and Lao Zheng Tou and the others had picked up their clothes. Because of the identity of a man's wife, even if he is also a man, the people on the side have to avoid suspicion. So even if it is hot, Qi Runyun will have to wear a robe, unlike himself who can roll up his sleeves and open his clothes as long as he wants.

Song Qingyi sighed, after all, he had mistaken this person......