The potter didn't know that Wang Yun was now thinking about getting the Great Dao in the future, and the first thing he wanted to do after he got the Great Dao was to kill himself.

Otherwise, he would probably send Wang Yun directly to the West Heaven right now.

"Situ, the little son-in-law still has something unclear, after Diao Chan took the Wang family as his surname, I don't know how to change this name? Has Wang Situ ever thought about it? Should she be called Wang Xiaomink in the future? Or is it called Wang Xiaocicada? …… Or Wang Diao? ”

This time it was not only the old man Wang Yun, but even Diao Chan blushed with anger, and she reached out and gently pinched the potter's arm.

Wang Yun blackened his face, shook his sleeves fiercely, and said, "The old man is about to leave now, and you are still here to make the old man angry!" I can't stop walking...... The old man knew you in his later years, which is really a great misfortune in life! …… You stay, old man! ”

After saying that, he walked over to lead the horse, and led a group of horses to leave the sheep intestine path in the suburbs.

Pei Jing bowed respectfully to the potter and bowed.

The potter instructed him: "What's the matter, contact the people of the school office at any time with a code to inform me." ”

"Don't worry!"

Diao Chan looked at Wang Yun who was far away, couldn't help himself, and shouted: "Father-in-law, come back early." ”

Wang Yun's figure was slightly suffocated, but he didn't look back, just waved his hand with his back to her, and said, "Child, take good care of yourself and take care." ”

The potter also shouted: "Father-in-law, ...... earlier"

Wang Yun interrupted him directly: "Shut up!" ”

Seeing that the figures of Wang Yun and Pei Jing and others gradually disappeared, Diao Chan touched his tears and turned his head to look at Tao Shang and said, "Father-in-law, can he really find a way to become an immortal?" ”

The potter was tempted to open his mouth and say, "Got a."

But when the words came to his lips, he finally swallowed them.

He gently stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Diao Chan's shoulder, and comforted: "Dong Zhuo is dead, and the teacher Huangfu is also gone, but the strife in Chang'an has not ended, and the Han family has no hope of re-rising. It doesn't matter if you become an immortal or not. ”

Diao Chan gently touched her tears, and couldn't help but laugh when she heard the potter's words.

Yes, for an old man who has entered the end of his life, what can be compared to finding one thing to replace the endless attachment of his front half in his old age.

In life, perhaps the most important thing is to be able to afford it and put it down.

Diao Chan wiped away his tears, looked at the disappearing backs of Wang Yun and the others, and said firmly: "No matter what, the current father-in-law is much happier than he was at the beginning...... Besides, his old man is so sincere, and God will definitely favor him, if he really finds the way to become an immortal, wouldn't it be a great blessing. ”

The potter grinned, embarrassed to talk.

In history, with Qin Shihuang, Liu Che, Li Shimin, and Zhu Houxi's ability, material resources, and financial resources, Wang Yun could do it?

Those emperors have done ridiculous things to buy money, build things, seal officials, alchemy of alchemy, take drugs, marry their daughters to Fangshi, take boys and girls to the sea to find immortals, and even do ridiculous things such as collecting yin and supplementing yang, and the result is that it shouldn't be burp or burp.

The superstitions of the ancients were finally incurable because of the environment.

"By the way, I'll show you a good thing."

In order to distract Diao Chan and prevent her from indulging in separation, the potter immediately changed the topic.

He took her hand and took the lead in leading her towards Jinling City.

Diao Chan's face blushed, and he bowed his head and let the potter lead.

Back in Jinling City, the potter did not take her back to the mansion, but led her to a small workshop.

As soon as she entered the workshop, a faint aroma wafted out of it and entered Diao Chan's nose, which immediately made her feel an indescribable excitement and pleasure.

"What does this smell like, it smells so good!" Diao Chan looked at the potter with joy.

The potter looked at her with a smile and said, "It's Xianglu." ”

"Xianglu?" Diao Chan looked at the potter suspiciously, and said curiously: "Isn't it incense?" ”

During the Han Dynasty, incense has been popular among the scholars and nobles, Diao Chan, as the righteous daughter of Wang Yun, has been in the capital for a long time, and is naturally no stranger to the smell of incense.

The prosperity of incense in the Han Dynasty can be said to be wonderful, and it has even become a kind of court etiquette.

According to a passage recorded in "Han Guanyi": Shang Shulang entered Taizhong, the waitress was served, held the incense burner and smoked, and protected the clothes of the envoy from entering Taichung.

It can be seen how obsessed the Han Dynasty people were with spices at that time.

Rao is so prosperous in China, but the use of distillation to extract spices and make perfumes only began in the late Tang Dynasty.

Although the distillation method was relatively simple, the craftsmanship and utensils of the Han Dynasty were relatively scarce, and pure essential oils were extracted from plants by the method of steam distillation.

Imagine hanging the petals above the boiling water, allowing the steam to carry the essential oil out of the petals, trapping it in a container as it rises, and then quickly cooling the steam and then flowing down again, separating the essential oil from the water......

A simple but troublesome step, and a stable step to preserve it in the later stage to prevent it from volatilizing......

Moreover, this thing is not commonly tested, so the manufacture of perfume by potters is only positioned as a high-end luxury.

He didn't need to use many people to operate this matter, he just made a small workshop in Jinling City, and limited the output to a little bit every year.

In addition to home use, this perfume can be used as a luxury gift for foreign relations, or for the opportunity to enter Chang'an in the future, the Son of Heaven may have a promoting effect on some of his own political purposes.

The potter ordered someone to take some finished products from the workshop and bring them to Diao Chan, put them under her nose, and asked, "How is it?" Does it smell good? ”

Diao Chan held the small jar in his hand, sniffed it carefully for a while, and then said in surprise: "Ah, fragrant, it's so fragrant!" Zidu, how did you come up with the idea to make such a wonderful thing? ”

When Diao Chan spoke, his eyes looking at the potter could be said to be full of longing, and he almost hit a little star in a flash.

Women, they just can't resist such things.

When the potter had just returned to Jinling City and used the red rabbit horse to drive her, he didn't see her happy.

The potter laughed and instructed the people in the workshop to pack the finished product into two parts, one to Diao Chan and the other to her, so that she could pass it on to Mi Zhen.

Diao Chan's beautiful eyes flowed, looked at the potter with a smile, and gently scratched his chest with his fingers and said: "Yo, Master Tao is so big-minded, this side is going to follow me for the six-ceremony engagement period, are you still thinking about Sister Zhen'er over there?" ”

The potter shook his head and said helplessly: "Where do you want to go, the Mi family is now cooperating with us to do business, and the business is sold in his hands, you are the representative of the cooperation between the Thirteen Lines and the Mi family for me, and you have to maintain this relationship if you say anything, I'm helping you." ”

Diao Chan reached out and touched the potter's face, and said with a smile: "Seeing that you are in a hurry, I just asked, what do you do when you explain so much?" Don't worry, I'll take care of you in the thirteen lines, Sister Zhen's side, I naturally have a good relationship, but seriously, Sister Zhen is a rare beauty, and her temperament is so virtuous, Tao Gongzi, you are a handsome man in the world, do you really have no ideas? If you have an idea, the little girl will help you to match. ”

The potter touched his nose and smiled helplessly.

I don't know what's going on, since he returned to the Han Dynasty, he found that the women and women's fathers of this era ...... Whether it's Diao Chan or Cao Bao, anyway, as far as the people I meet, all of them are quite generous.

It's a mess with big hearts and eyes.

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Wu County, Fuchun County.

The ancients had a saying that filial piety was kept for three years.

After Sun Jian's death, Sun Ce handed over his father's old troops and horses to his cousin Sun Ben to take charge of them, and made him temporarily attached to Yuan Shu.

Sun Ce himself went back to Fuyang to mourn, while quietly reflecting on himself and waking up to his mistakes.

I have to say that Sun Jian's death was really a bolt from the blue for Sun Ce.

This thunderbolt was so heavy that it almost wiped out all the violence and anger of Sun Ce's youth.

If the potter saw the current Sun Ce, he would definitely be greatly surprised by Sun Ce's current changes.

In terms of bearing and calmness, he is the same as the original judgment.

Sun Ce, who has experienced the pain of losing his father, is no longer the willful, manic and willful young lion at the beginning, he always comes to Sun Jian's tombstone, quietly looks at his father's resting place, ponders the past and present self, constantly reflects on the past in his heart, and constantly makes plans for the future.

Even if he knew that his uncle Wu Jing had finally died, even if he knew that the person who paralyzed Wu Jing in the first place was a pottery merchant, even if he knew that Yuan Shu failed in his conquest of Jinling City, even if he knew that his father's old army led by Sun Ben had lost his troops in Weixuwu, even if he knew that Zu Mao had died in battle......

Knowing so much unfavorable news, Sun Ce was unusual, without a trace of anxiety, but still quietly mourning for his father, without the slightest resentment or anger.

Sun Ce only needs to precipitate himself now, and looks forward to one day accumulating and reshaping the prestige of his ancestors.