"You come and sit and watch, and when you're tired, you can lean on it for a while." Song Qingyi took the person to the grass and reeds, pointed to the beauty couch and said.

The grass reed is a little simple, but because of the new relationship, it looks neat, and it is comfortable to stay in it when it is windy. It's just that Qi Runyun really didn't expect Song Qingyi to get such a place specifically for him, and the calm water wave in his heart instantly made a trace of waves.

Qi Runyun glanced at Song Qingyi, who was smiling at him in front of him, his eyes drooped slightly, and after hesitation, he finally reached out and pulled Song Qingyi's sleeve, shaking his head: "I'm not tired yet, let's wait for Lao Zhengtou to come over." ”

Song Qingyi paid attention to his face, thinking that he had just gotten up in the carriage, so he didn't particularly urge Qi Runyun to rest, and took him to the side of the kiln, where the fire had not yet broken out, and the two apprentices who were originally in charge were already waiting there.

"Young Master, Young Gentleman." There is already a trend of fire in the afternoon and moon, and the mountain is generally cooler than the foot of the mountain, but there are many kilns scattered on the mountain of the Song family, and the temperature is not comparable to other places, and it is even hotter than the bottom of the mountain.

Although the kiln in front of him did not catch fire, the other kilns in the kiln factory still had some impact, not to mention that it was still sunny here, and the two apprentices had been busy since the morning, and they were already sweating at the moment.

Since the last time the kiln produced a short period of green flames, Song Qingyi asked them to continue according to the same weight at that time, adding some other burning materials in the middle, for more than a month, although the green flames still came and went, but the time of appearance was longer. Now Song Qingyi's task for them is to find out the rules, and it is best to control the timing of the appearance of the Qingyan.

In this way, the probability of successful firing of six-colored and seven-colored glass can be more stable.

However, at the moment, the purpose of their coming here was for something else, so Song Qingyi saw that they were about to open a new furnace, so he waved them to wait for a while.

Lao Zheng Tou came quickly, but he put a fast cloth around his neck, his face was sweaty, and he didn't have the decent appearance of the first meeting. Song Qingyi has lived in the kiln factory for more than a month, this old Zheng Tou has seen the more sloppy appearance, but there is nothing to be surprised about, obviously the old Zheng Tou also has this feeling, seeing Song Qingyi, he casually wiped his face with the cloth towel around his neck: "Why did the young master come over suddenly?" ”

"Old Zhengtou, come, I'll tell you something." Song Qingyi beckoned and pulled Lao Zheng Tou to the stove, and the two apprentices consciously stepped back to sort out the firewood and livestock.

Song Qingyi said his thoughts: "You see how you can make the glass juice condense into silk." In one night, Song Qingyi has already changed several directions to think, and this approach is already more reliable in his thoughts. First, the glass juice is semi-solidified, so that the difference between the height and the height will not be broken, and if it can be quickly cooled down, it may be successful.

Old Zheng Tou didn't react much when he heard Song Qingyi's thoughts at first, but he was a little thoughtful when he heard it.

Qi Runyun looked at Lao Zhengtou's appearance, thought for a while and interjected: "I discussed two methods with my master, the first one I just mentioned, I insist on the second one, if you burn a small monochrome glass again, you don't need to complete it, and then roll it on another monochrome glaze, which is a clever two-color." ”

The two of them discussed this matter when they went to bed last night, and felt that both were feasible, because Song Qingyi thought about the flaws of "Qilin Driving the Clouds", so he felt that the first method could be remedied, while Qi Runyun felt that the second method was simple and easier. Therefore, both of them thought of mentioning it to the craftsman and judging it by their experience.

Old Zheng Tou was stunned for a moment when he heard Qi Runyun's words, and then slapped his thigh, "Huh? ”

Song Qingyi and Qi Runyun were stunned by Lao Zhengtou's reaction.

"Young master, Shaojun burned a defective product in front of him, it was a problem with the mold, and then the juice flowed, if I listened to your method earlier, I could remedy it." Juice flow refers to the accidental leakage of the mold during the firing process, most of which is the problem of the thickness of the mold, or the heating on one side when the mold is placed in the fire pit, which will also cause the mold to break.

Song Qingyi and Qi Runyun understood the meaning of Lao Zheng Tou's words, at least one of them was feasible.

"Feasible?" Although he had a bottom in his heart, Song Qingyi still asked.

"The idea is feasible, the specific problem still has to be burned to know, there is nothing to take for granted in this thing, half of the furnace will be wasted in the same situation, not to mention the things that are still in the imagination." It's about Liuli, and Lao Zheng Tou didn't care about Song Qingyi's identity as their young master and young gentleman, and said very truthfully.

Song Qingyi naturally didn't care about this, Lao Zheng Tou's experience as a glass craftsman must be richer than theirs.

Nodding, Song Qingyi asked the apprentices to come back and prepare for the fire, while he himself followed Lao Zheng Tou to get the materials. But Qi Runyun thought about it and followed.

As soon as Song Qingyi in front saw him coming, he stopped and waited, and then naturally held hands.

Qi Runyun's ears were hot by Song Qingyi's natural movements, and he glanced at the old Zheng Tou who was not squinting on the side, and then cleared his throat and said: "My master's idea may be to try those defective products, just like the juice that Lao Zheng Tou just said." "Half of the glazed furnace is defective, but some defective products are relative to high-quality products. The second-class store pù will still accept it, and some people deliberately look for this kind of second-class goods. However, the defective products of the flowing juice are basically scrapped products, and they cannot be disposed of in the kiln, either they are piled up or buried.

Qi Runyun's words made Song Qingyi and Lao Zhengtou's eyes light up. Because the multi-color glaze is the boutique of the boutique after all, generally a glaze factory will produce so many dozen or twenty pieces a year, especially the glaze of more than five colors, so most of the defective products that flow juice are monochrome or two-color, but you can really try this idea.

Especially once this idea is feasible, if the scrapped glaze accumulated by the kiln factory over the years is reused, it will be a considerable wealth for the Song family's glaze.

Even the old Zheng Tou, who only studies his skills, can understand what this means, not to mention Song Qingyi, who has been thrown by Master Song to various shops recently.

At that moment, Song Qingyi took Qi Runyun's hand and squeezed it, and looked around, they were leaving the small kiln, the location of the kiln was remote, and after leaving, there was a long section of the road that few people passed, and at this moment, the three of them were on this path, and there was nothing to avoid in the open space around.

"Lao Zheng, whether this matter succeeds or fails, it is a matter of importance." Because he took care of both the shop and the glaze skills, it was impossible for him to follow up here around the clock, and Qi Runyun naturally couldn't either. There must be someone trustworthy in the kiln factory who is fully responsible. Lao Zheng Tou was originally recommended by Yu Nan by his father's side, Song Qingyi believed in Uncle Nan who watched him grow up since he was a child, and he could also believe in Lao Zheng Tou recommended by Uncle Nan, but after all, he was different from Uncle Nan, and some beatings still had to be said in advance.

From the words and deeds of getting along, it can be seen that Lao Zheng Tou looks honest and lovely on his face, but he is still flexible and flexible in his heart, such a person knows the most measure. Therefore, as soon as he heard Song Qingyi's words, he nodded in understanding and promised: "Young master, rest assured, Lao Zheng Tou has been in the Song family's glaze factory for more than thirty years. These corners of the matter are still counted in my heart, and when the time comes, these things will be done in the small kiln assigned to the young master, and the two apprentices before were also the cubs of the old Zheng family, so let's give the packing ticket together! Originally, those two boys came to the kiln factory as apprentices, and Lao Zheng Tou was afraid that they would lose face if they didn't learn well, so they didn't mention that this was their own family's business. Later, Song Qingyi wanted to pick two people to help, so he quietly arranged the two people from his own family. Originally, I thought that the young owner would take over the Song family in the future, but after these two boys had such contact with the owner, no matter how well they learned the glaze skills, at least they would have a face in front of the owner, and it would be convenient to eat in the future. However, at the moment, this matter was also an opportunity for himself, so he did not hesitate to give the foundation to Song Qingyi.

Song Qing raised his eyebrows, he took those two junior apprentices to burn the kiln for such a long time, Lao Zheng Tou never mentioned what those two people had to do with him from the very beginning to later, but he didn't expect it to be from Lao Zheng Tou's family. After thinking about it for a while, it is not difficult to understand Lao Zhengtou's purpose, but for him, such a thing is harmless, and it is nothing, so he nodded and crossed the clear path of this matter.

As for Qi Runyun beside him, this is a matter of the Song family's glaze factory, he can see it, but he doesn't touch it, this is not the same thing as learning to burn glaze here.

Now that there is a conclusion on this matter, Song Qingyi led Qi Runyun to go back, and Lao Zheng Tou led people to pull a batch of products and transport them to this vicinity under the name of burying them on the mountain.

"Lao Zheng Tou is the person recommended by Uncle Nan, from an apprentice to the current craftsman in the Song Family Liuli Factory, Uncle Nan said that he looks honest, cunning inside, and is a good person who can be attacked and defended." When he and Qi Runyun began to have some ideas yesterday, Song Qingyi considered that the person he needed to find in the kiln factory today should be loyal and reliable. Therefore, before setting off early in the morning, he specially met Uncle Nan, and the last advice Uncle Nan gave him was Lao Zhengtou.

Qi Runyun was stunned when he heard this, and his first reaction was that when he reminded him to pay attention to the candidates for supervision in the kiln factory on the way here, he nodded mysteriously It turned out to be this, and he thought about it a long time ago. Later, I realized that Song Qingyi was explaining to him his arrangements for the supervisors in the kiln factory.

Pursing his lips slightly, Qi Runyun moved the hand he was holding, and when he saw Song Qingyi looking back at him, he said: "Duanjin, this is a matter in the Song family's glaze factory, needless to say and listen to me." ”

"What do you say, you are the eldest son and daughter-in-law of the Song family, if something happens to me and I can't be a director, you can handle all the things in the Song family's room on your behalf." This is also one of the reasons why Luo Xingjuan and Su Lu in the previous life did not allow Qi Runyun.

Suddenly hearing Song Qingyi say that something happened to him, Qi Runyun's heart jumped, and he subconsciously grabbed Song Qingyi with his backhand. "Don't talk nonsense."

Amused by Qi Runyun's reaction, Song Qingyi simply stopped and turned around, pinching the corners of Qi Runyun's tense mouth: "I'm so nervous, I'm worried about me." ”

Song Qingyi originally wanted to tease his own Zhengjun, but he didn't think that this person actually paused, his eyes drifted to the side, and nodded.

Stunned for a moment, Song Qingyi's face was stunned, and then there was a sudden joy in his heart.