Li Si left, looking at the background where he was still upright, Han Zhou thought, I don't know which part was chosen when he cut the waist? A person, no matter how vigorous he lives, will not die well, after all, it is a pity. It is said that when he was about to be executed, he was still calm, and talked to his son about the interesting story of how they once led the big yellow dog to catch hares together.

When a person can only make a living by catching hares, he must envy Zhong Mingding's life, just like Li Si guarded the warehouse back then, and saw that the mice in the warehouse lived better than the mice in the toilet, so he had to choose a good environment for himself and climb up hard, but when he finally reached a high position, he was still a little dissatisfied, or had some worries, so he had to do his best and use all means. In the end, life is like that persecuted rabbit, running non-stop, running for visible benefits, running for future dangers, running all your life, falling, and getting nothing.

I am also the rabbit, thinking that love is dangerous, so I avoid love, thinking that marriage is safe, I chase marriage, hide and hide, or nothing is left, it is just hurting people.

So, it is God's punishment for her to fall into this era when there is not even toothpaste today.

Yes, it was God's punishment for her.

There is not much work in the study, every day Hanzhou to take a look, if there is work, copy for a while, and leave if there is no work. She didn't want to work with Li Si, but she couldn't take those documents out of the small courtyard, so she had to sit in another room and copy. During this period, someone sent a set of tables and chairs, saying that the Hu family made them specially for Miss Xiaohan. This helped her a lot and touched her very much.

Listening to the guys at the tofu shop, Hu Qi had already set off with his camel team.

In fact, Hu Qi is a good man, if she didn't have those memories that went deep into the bone marrow before, she would definitely not be able to resist Hu Qi's affection. From the bottom of her heart, if she can accept him, his two wives will not be a problem. When you really love someone, you can't see so much in your eyes, and if you don't love, you have a lot of excuses.

Han Zhou didn't know how long those memories of hers would last? Is it impossible to start a new relationship if it exists, or is it possible to have a new relationship if it exists? No one can answer her question. She doesn't know where her tomorrow is? Do you just go on with one meal at a time?

There is too much free, so Hanzhou wants to pick up the pottery making thing again. I went to Sanlu Lane, and found that it was no longer missing, saying that it was far away, and I didn't know what to do. Han Zhou thought, won't he go to prospecting, right? He's a man who is passionate about these things.

A man in his fifties in the pottery shop heard that her name was Xiaohan, and he was very enthusiastic, saying that his son had told him that if a Xiaohan girl came to learn pottery, he would leave her behind, and she could do whatever she wanted.

Hanzhou was very happy, so she asked her father, who was missing, to appoint a master for her to follow. The father said, then follow him, he is the best master here. He was so enthusiastic, Han Zhou thought, did people treat her as a daughter-in-law?

Making pottery is really an interesting thing, a ball of mud kneaded over and fell, like a living surface, I think it is already very tendonous, so I threw it on the wheeled cart, with the power of rotation, with both hands to pull the mud into a blank. It's spring now, but the mud is very cold, and after doing it for a while, I feel like it's going to be cold to the bone, so I made one.

Hanzhou compared the billet of the bowl she made with the bowl made by others, and she felt that it was also very good, which made her more confident. But this is only a semi-finished product, which needs to be placed under the sun to dry, and there is a sharp billet procedure when it dries to six or seven percent, which is to use a scraper to make it smoother and neater with the force of rotation. Then it's glazing, and then it's firing.

Han Zhou followed Master Yingren, that is, he lacked a father, and looked at other procedures together. She felt that there was a program that would make her day more interesting. That's the engraving before glazing. Originally, the pigment at this time was very monotonous, and Hanzhou was always worried that he would not be able to find the corresponding minerals, but it would be much simpler if it was just depiction. The master who portrayed him was very calm, kept his head down, and was not disturbed by anyone watching from the side. He carved some curved lines, overlapping with a bit of a wave, and then overlapping in the wrong line, and then one set, and then the wrong line, and so on, until the first set of waves was connected. The length of the lines is all based on feeling, and if one or one line is wrong, the bowl will be ruined.

After reading most of the process, Han Zhou felt that she had thought things too easily before. The production of a beautiful handicraft requires not only good blanks, glazes and pigments, but also good craftsmanship. Without the effort in this hand, the rough blank is not good, the repair blank is not good, the glaze is not good, and no matter how beautiful the paint is, it is in vain. There is also the matter of pyrotechnics, she doesn't know anything, she only says what effect can be achieved by 1300 degrees and 1500 degrees, the question is how to achieve such a high temperature? In the end, how to control the temperature, how to keep the flue and fire channel, I don't think about it.

Thinking of the flushed little face that had been instigated by her, Han Zhou despised himself fiercely in his heart. Bragging about not paying taxes, sure enough.

But things have already begun, and now it doesn't seem good to shout the brakes, should I fight for the cause of Chinese ceramics for the rest of my life in this pottery shop? Confucius said: "A scholar cannot fail to carry out his duties, and there is a long way to go." Benevolence is its own responsibility, isn't it also important? Death is gone, isn't it far away? This is very impassioned, but I am not a "scholar", and I don't want to realize "benevolence", I am just a small mistake made by God in the process of operation, I want to give it a serious try, but I don't want to "die".

Hanzhou did some psychological construction, and decided to give it a try seriously, to what extent she could do it, anyway, the victory index was set by herself, and no one knew if she couldn't make blue and white porcelain and red in the glaze, as for pastel and doucai.

I ate a pancake set in the tofu shop in Sanlu Lane, and after thinking about it, I felt that the Long March had to take the first step, just like this tofu shop, an idea came out of nowhere, and a business boomed.

Her first step was to find a pharmacy.

In the consciousness of Hanzhou, the Chinese are the best ethnic group that relies on the sky to eat. You look at Africans, what good natural conditions (except in desert areas), until now, some people get an omelette and dance happily in the morning, the happiness index is very high, but they only care about dancing happily, thousands of years, life has not changed much. Chinese people are different, the same attempt, one after another, I don't know how many people have died, the development of Chinese medicine has developed, it is so bold and tenacious. reminds me of a small paragraph my daughter told before: What was the last sentence Li Shizhen said before she died? The answer is, this medicine is poisonous!

So to find the right ceramic pigment, Hanzhou's first thought was to go to the Chinese medicine store. Mineral medicine is the first of its kind for the Chinese, and it will certainly not let her go home empty-handed.

Looking for a shop, she found ochre, and another shop, she found cinnabar and realgar.

It's tiring and fulfilling. She believed that if she continued to look like this, she would find more. If she could find more, she would find a way to make a paste of these native minerals and then depict the danqing on the white vessel.

This beautiful appearance made her excited, and she remembered a sentence in her heart: Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron, and now it is stepping from the beginning, from the beginning, the mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The ideal is very plump, the reality is very skinny, and when her tears have not yet filled her eyes, she thinks of the problem of insufficient scientific research funds. She moved out of Hu's house and didn't say what to do with the shares, but she once told Hu Qi that if she was not interested in making tofu, she would leave, in fact, she had long been out of interest, and now that people have left, if she has to continue to take money from the profits of the tofu shop, it seems reasonable. However, the woman's words are also difficult to chase, and she can't look down on herself first.

On the other hand, Li Si did not do it right, she was an intellectual working for the Prime Minister's Mansion, how could she use people in a daze? Why don't you have to give an explanation?

With this thought in mind, Hanzhou returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion. On the way, she bought a bunch of cute chicks. She wants to make the Xiangfu chicken dog restless, and take the initiative to realize that her life is difficult for a woman who copies books.

Of course, her lonely life also needs to add some spice.

In Li Si's study, Lao Deng was making a report to the master.

"Master, Miss Xiaohan, she went to the pottery shop in Sanlu Lane today, and stayed there until noon, and then she went to the Hu Ji tofu shop next to her and ate pancakes and soy milk, and then she went to a few pharmacies, and asked the pharmacist, she bought cinnabar and realgar, and-, and ochre. On the way back, she bought a flock of chicks. ”

Lees was silent when he listened. From the day he thought Xiao Han was an outlier, he asked Lao Deng to send someone to follow her. Since the Hu family asked Xiao Han to send a set of tables and chairs, his feelings for the Hu family have changed, and he feels that they are very human. On the contrary, people are so good to her, Xiaohan has to move out, which seems unkind. He asked Xiao Han to come over, firstly, he really wanted someone to help her with the work of writing, and secondly, he really wanted her to get out of the merchant family, after all, for a well-born scholar, there were few books at home, and life was boring. And at that time, he decided that it was Hu Qi who interfered with Xiao Han's life and forced her to leave to protect herself. But now it seems that Hu Qi is just in love and left, still wanting her to live well.

He is also concerned about Xiao Han, if she is a heartless, unkind and unrighteous person, his goodness will become ridiculous.

Now, she has bought chickens, realgar and cinnabar, is this for people to eat, or for chickens?

Fortunately, she started her own gang, so she didn't have to worry about bad things happening.

"Deng Zi, let people continue to follow her, of course they must protect if they are in danger, after all, they are from our family. Everything still has to be written down. In addition, in addition, the children should not go over these days, tell Xiao Wuzi, and say that it is grandpa's order. ”

"Well, sir, I'll tell you to go." Old Deng bowed and went out.