From Litahui to Suzhou City, there are 160 miles.

Fortunately, the water and land transportation in the south of the Yangtze River is developed, Luo Zhenquan rotated between ships and cars, regardless of fatigue, did not save Sichuan money, only took the nearest road, and arrived outside Suzhou in only one day and night. There was no need for him to go into the city, and when he asked two old men on the docks, he knew where the craftsmen lived, and hurried over without stopping.

When he arrived at the alley where the baking craftsmen lived, Luo Zhenquan was really sad and happy.

The worry is that this alley is not long, and there are only about a dozen households. In this way, there is not much room for choice. If you can't pick out a satisfactory craftsman, you will have to zoom in on the search area, and I am afraid that you will not be able to return to Songjiang for a while.

Although the consequences are not strict in his opinion, at most Xu Yuanzuo was kicked out by the Xu family, but in his heart he still hopes to live up to Xu Yuanzuo's trust and do this thing beautifully.

Happily, these dozen or so families have placed a lot of work done by themselves, and they don't need to go through many words and inquiries, they only need to enter the door to say hello, and you can know the craftsmanship of the craftsman by looking carefully.

These craftsmen were still craftsmen of the imperial court, but since the Jiajing period allowed the craftsmen to pay silver for service, they were liberated from the heavy work. As long as you pay eight cents of silver to the government every year, you don't have to run two Beijing shifts. And eight cents of silver, sometimes a single transaction can be earned.

Luo Zhenquan walked a few houses. I saw that they were making up large objects such as jars and basins, as well as small utensils such as dishes and dishes, but they were not exquisite, at best they were not leaky and could be used. He secretly said in his heart: Even if this kind of craftsman is invited back, I'm afraid he won't be able to help.

Luo Zhenquan was about to leave, when a craftsman fifty miles away walked out from behind and said, "Where are the guests from?" ”

Luo Zhenquan stopped: "Songjiang." He added: "Let's see if there are any skilled masters in Su Mansion." ”

The gray-haired craftsman put down the copper sheet in his hand and said, "What's broken?" ”

"Excellent vase." Luo Zhenquan glanced around the shop, once again confirmed that there would be no craftsmen he needed here, and raised his feet to leave.

"You wait." The old craftsman turned his head and shouted to the back, "Ah Da, take out the wind listening bottle in the house." ”

It was the first time Luo Zhenquan heard the term "listening to the wind bottle", and his curiosity rose, so he stood still. After a while, a man in the prime of life came out of the back room, holding a straight-shaped bottle in his hand.

Luo Zhenquan just glanced at the past, and was attracted by this bottle. I think he was also a person who did the killing business back then, and he had seen a lot of good goods, but he had never seen such exquisite porcelain. Not to mention anything else, just the residual light coming in from outside the door can pierce the porcelain tire of this wind bottle, which shows the high craftsmanship.

This is the furnishings that the rich and noble families of the former Song Dynasty put on the shelves. When the wind blows, it will shake slightly, so it is called the wind bottle. The old craftsman took a hexagonal base and asked his son to put the listening bottle on it, and it was really crumbling.

"It's too easy to break." Luo Zhenquan exclaimed.

The old craftsman said: "So there are very few wind bottles handed down from the Song Dynasty. This is an imitation of the Yongle period, and it is also a rare boutique. These fragments alone cost ten taels of silver to buy. ”

Luo Zhenquan took a step back slightly, for fear that his breath would blow the bottle down. He only had five taels of silver in total, and it cost him five or seven dollars to take a boat to eat, and he couldn't even afford to pay for the fragments of this bottle.

"If this bottle were to be sold, how much would it be worth?" Luo Zhenquan asked.

"If you don't have fifty taels, you won't sell it." The old craftsman also saw that Luo Zhenquan was not a rich man, and asked his son to put away the listening bottle: "How is this craftsmanship?" ”

Luo Zhenquan shook his head, and then he reacted: "I didn't see the patch lines on this bottle." ”

The old craftsman smiled proudly: "That's why I asked you, how is this craftsmanship?" ”

Luo Zhenquan immediately came to his senses and said, "Uncle, this is it: my family has a blue and white from the Jiajing period, which can be regarded as the best ......."

"Is it an official kiln?" The old craftsman interrupted and asked.

Luo Zhenquan didn't know if this would cause trouble, but he bowed his head slightly, which was considered an acknowledgement.

The old craftsman is well-informed: "There are a lot of official kiln porcelain on the market now, and there is nothing to avoid." Did you bring the broken porcelain? ”

"Nope." Luo Zhenquan said: "I want to ask my husband to go to Songjiang." ”

The old craftsman frowned slightly: "Although we are in this line of work to make a living, we are old and unwilling to go far away." ”

"Silver is easy to say." Luo Zhenquan said: "It's really inconvenient to bring it over, and I'm afraid that if it is repaired, I will go back to the boat and car and break it again." ”

The old craftsman shook his head: "Then there is no way. Why don't you go back to Songjiang and take a look, although there are no famous craftsmen there, maybe there is something to make up. ”

"Boss, let's go with me......" Luo Zhenquan said in a good voice.

Na Da put away the listening bottle, returned to the shop, and said, "My father said that if you don't go, you won't go, don't spend it here." ”

Luo Zhenquan thought for a while and said, "It seems that even if I add silver, most of the time I won't be able to ask the master." ”

The old craftsman grinned: "You go outside to inquire first, and see how much silver 'Qin Dajian' is worth, so as not to say that the old lion is open his mouth." ”

Luo Zhenquan shook his head and smiled: "I can't add a lot of silver, so I can only use sincerity to impress your old man to go on this trip." ”

Qin Dajian turned around and lit the furnace and prepared to start work, not at all interested in Luo Zhenquan's "sincerity".

Luo Zhenquan stepped forward, suddenly reached out and took the tongs, and picked up a slightly reddish copper bar from the crucible.

"What do you want to do!" Ah Da hurriedly stood in front of his father, his face full of nervousness.

Luo Zhenquan smiled: "Show the old man my sincerity." With that, he pressed the reddish copper bar to his arm.

I could only hear the sizzling of the skin and meat, and the aroma of burnt meat suddenly spread in the small baking shop.

……

In the second year of Longqing, the eighth day of October.

In just three days, Luo Zhenquan stood in front of Xu Yuanzuo with Qin Dajian's father and son with a reluctant face.

"It's pretty fast." Xu Yuanzuo was quite surprised, but seeing that the three of them were red-eyed and black-faced, it seemed that they were really in a hurry along the way.

Although Luo Zhenquan was tired, he still straightened his waist: "This is the old man Qin, a famous craftsman in Gusu." This is his son. ”

Xu Yuanzuo was about to introduce himself, but he heard Qin Dajian say in an unkind tone: "Where is the broken porcelain?" "Looking at it like that, it's clear that I want to finish things early and leave early. How can this ensure that you are working with your heart?

Xu Yuanzuo was dissatisfied, but he smiled and said, "The old man doesn't rest?" Actually, it's not a big deal. ”

Qin Ah snorted coldly: "That will also force my father all the way here." ”

Xu Yuanzuo looked at Luo Zhenquan, Luo Zhenquan was expressionless, neither admitting nor denying it.

The last thing Xu Yuanzuo wants to see is to work with resentment. In this way, even if the work is completed, it will never be elaborate, it can only be regarded as perfunctory. So he could only snort and say as kindly as possible: "Since Old Man Qin is so eager, let's watch the work first." Hey, this vase was given to my lord by Jiajing at the beginning, and my lord has always regarded it as the tip of his heart, and he was careless for a while...... I also have to worry about the old man. ”

Qin Dajian's originally cold face suddenly softened a lot: "Your master is ......"

Xu Yuanzuo looked surprised: "Didn't Brother Mo Feiluo say it?" ”

Luo Zhenquan touched his nose and looked embarrassed.

He really didn't have a background in the owner's family.

As a maritime businessman's guard thug, most of his life experience made him avoid mentioning the identity of the owner. Where would he have thought that one day, there would be a big banner to cover him?

"My master is the first assistant of Zhishi, Xu Huating, Xu Ge, the elder!" Xu Yuanzuo announced loudly.

Qin Dajian's eyes widened, and he said, "It turned out to be Xu Ge's hometown!" Oops, why didn't you say it earlier? The old decay can work for Xu Ge Lao in this life, it is the luck of three lives! ”

Luo Zhenquan quietly pressed his hand on his forearm wrapped in a white cloth, and inexplicably felt more pain than when he had just burned it.

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