Cheng Yubai taught Xu Qing to sit on the wheeled cart, and with the rotation of the wheeled cart, he clasped the porcelain clay with both hands.

It turns out that the porcelain clay just bought back from the market is a rectangular clay block the size of a brick, the professional term is no, a piece of about five catties, you have to beat it hard, discharge the bubbles in the porcelain clay, and then put the porcelain clay on the wheeled car.

Cheng Yubai has already dealt with it, and what she gave Xu Qing was a relatively soft piece of porcelain clay, but even if "soft as he said is a ball of noodles", she is still so clumsy that she can't control "a stone" at all.

Only then did she understand what Xu Zhiliu said at the beginning, what is the difference between clay and porcelain clay, and the "softness" of the two is not on the same level at all. Porcelain clay is tough and will not change easily with your will.

As you shape it, it also domesticates your ignorance and shallowness.

Xu Qing deeply felt that something destined in the dark was coming towards her, regret was useless, repentance was useless, she really took the wrong path. She asked Cheng Yubai: "How long do I have to study to pull out a bowl?" ”

"Everyone has different talents, you can make an appearance in two or three months, and you can make a look in two or three years."

She opened her mouth, speechless.

What if she is extremely talented and it takes two or three years to learn to draw blanks? Cheng Yubai said: "Unless you can grow wings and fly, don't use your brains and play with mud honestly." ”

Xu Qing was knocked back by a fist, staring at the disobedient porcelain clay under his hands honestly, and tossed for a long time.

Cheng Yubai is on the wheel cart next to the billet, there is a round head on the car, called the head of the dead in ancient times, the bowl is upside down and slapped on it, which can ensure that the size of each bowl is consistent, and then use a knife to cut out the bottom of the bowl, and the bowl body is thin.

He moved quickly and steadily, and he skillfully turned the billet around, and turned it around. After good molding, dip it in red paint to write the bottom paragraph. Xu Qing looked at it for a while and asked him, "Why did you choose the name Yilao Drink?" ”

Cheng Yu didn't raise his head, his eyes stared intently at the pen: "You haven't heard that poem?" Eat and drink water, bend the humerus and pillow, and enjoy it. Unrighteous wealth and nobility are like floating clouds to me. ”

Xu Qing nodded and commented: "You have the ability to talk nonsense with your eyes open, and you can win the actor." ”

Cheng Yubai strokes down, in one go, the three-character cursive "a scoop of drink" is branded at the bottom of the bowl, just like an author's name, a title, a representative, will be accompanied by the work of immortality.

"Do you know why Emperor Kangxi once forbade writing on porcelain?"

Cheng Yubai thought it was funny, one day it was her turn to test him. Of course, he couldn't spoil her interest, so he wondered, "Why?" ”

"Because it is unlucky to break, some kilns draw small patterns such as leaves and petals on the bottom of the porcelain as their logo, aren't you afraid?"

When she said this, Cheng Yubai was holding the bowl in both hands, ready to put it on the shelf to dry. He moved gently, carefully looked at the road under his feet, glanced at her coldly, pretended that the bowl was about to fall to the ground, and after a false shot, he raised his hands and put the bowl away.

Xu Qing was taken aback by him, but he was calm: "How many years has Kangxi been dead, and you still believe his nonsense?" ”

Xu Qing ran to the side of the shelf and touched the good billet, the mud was very soft. Cheng Yubai turned around and patted her hand: "I'm afraid that it's unlucky to break it, but now you deliberately sabotage, aren't you afraid?" ”

"Superstition."

Cheng Yubai laughed angrily and glared at her.

Where does a junior apprentice come from? It's strange that no matter before or now, he eats this set. Other people dare to touch around, they have already been kicked out by him, but this girl still dares to provoke him? Cheng Yubai couldn't say why he was so useful.

The world that was messed up together, but luckily she's back.

Xu Qing looked at him for a while, looked into the distance with his eyes, and asked casually, "What are you going to do after that?" ”

"It's nothing, you can paint it when it's dry."

Cheng Yubai carried a small bench, sat under the patio to bask in the sun, held an ancient book in his hand, flipped through two pages and his eyes hurt, so he closed the book. Xu Qing found another small bench and sat opposite.

Between the two of them was a large water tank, and there were fine golden shadows floating on the water, he was in the sun, and she was under the eaves.

She was still wondering, could he make a bowl a day, and then do nothing, basking in the sun and waiting to dry? Although Cheng Yubai didn't look at her, the corners of his eyes were full of her shadows, and his heart couldn't be still.

He seemed to go back to that long ago frizzy period, and he was sweating any bowl.

"Do you usually paint blue and white?"

"Not necessarily, sometimes I want to paint blue and white if I want to be simpler."

Antique is different, basically according to the process of making ancient porcelain. Some blue and white flowers are very complicated, you need to bake the dried billet at a low temperature first, the billet is harder to be better drawn, and the painting can be modified if it is wrong, and finally glazed.

The ceramics are divided into firing and made in two rows, and the process of firing is generally until the glaze.

"How do you glaze it?"

Cheng Yubai watched her touch left and right, and then went to touch the glaze barrel, struggled for half a minute, and still went with her. He raised his hand to shield himself from the sunlight in front of him, his eyes half-narrowed.

"The glazing method of the bowl is the easiest, just put it in the glaze bucket and dip it." He really didn't have much patience, "Why do you have so many questions?" Didn't you go to the factory? ”

Xu Qing stopped talking.

In order to keep an eye on the production process of butterfly changes, she stayed in the factory for three days, but she only watched it once, and did not leave any traces in her heart.

The factory is semi-manual and semi-mechanical, there are mold blanks, the basic porcelain clay can be formed by pouring it in, not relying on manpower to pull the blank, but there will be a professional master responsible for the blank, the billet, or splicing such as the handle of the teacup, the round belly and straight neck of the ball bottle, the base of the goblet, etc., various types of work are classified, which is more conducive to industrial production, unlike him, basically a person is responsible for the whole process.

With a pair of hands, it turns decay into magic.

She really saw it, so she recognized it, and willingly admitted it.

Cheng Yubai saw that she was no longer speechless, was silent for a while, and asked her, "Why didn't you attend the internal investigation meeting?" ”

Xu Qing was also silent for a while, and said, "Although Yuan Xishi rejected you, it is an established fact that you want to carry out bribery, even if I appear there, it is understandable, isn't it?" ”

"I thought you'd show up."

"Cheng Yubai, not everyone is the same." Xu Qing looked down at the shadows, their shadows were shining under the sun, "I have my bottom line." ”

He didn't want to be as arrogant as Emperor Qianlong, and so did she, although she went around and around and took many detours, but the south wall was hit by herself, and she didn't know how painful and profound it was when she hit it. If because of a moment of selfishness, the already unfair world will add more injustice to her hands, I am afraid that she will have no face to meet her grandfather underground.

The appearance of the Sishitang in "The Great Power and the Heavy Weapon" is already a miracle of love and peace.

Miracles need to be guarded.

Cheng Yubai stared at her, that girl, that woman, there were too many differences from her five years ago. She became more beautiful and deeper, and she was so self-conscious, as if the whole world had betrayed her, abandoned her, and rushed forward with a backbone, and now she could sit quietly with him in a small courtyard, drinking tea and talking, and occasionally fighting for a while...... It was a moment he never dared to imagine.

"I take back what I said that day, you love ceramics and Jingdezhen." Cheng Yubai thought that if Wu Yi was here, he must say that it was not too late to get lost and return.

Xu Qing closed his eyes and stopped talking.

At an imperceptible angle, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and a smile appeared.

Yuan Xishi is not wrong, Jingdezhen is a miracle ancient capital. That day he said that the porcelain clay, to go through a rather complicated process to turn the ore into a child, the glaze is the same, to attack the fire from the big stone, and then crush to make the glaze, and then the glaze and the glaze ash are mixed, stale, washed, according to a certain ratio of water, and finally can be adjusted into glaze slurry.

In the meantime, each process condenses the wisdom of thousands of craftsmen, which shows how difficult it is to make a piece of porcelain.

Some ancient formulas have been lost for a long time, and future generations can no longer reproduce, the so-called antique, this is a tribute to the wisdom of the ancients, is an affirmation and circulation of an eternal aesthetics, but the resale of fakes has destroyed the original value of antiques, and also impacted the market order.

After Xu Qing stayed for a while, he found that each of Cheng Yubai's antique porcelain bases had a scoop of drink logo, and he completely relied on handwriting, and each piece of porcelain was different.

In other words, it is simply impossible for his antique porcelain to circulate in the market as a fake.

And his stomach problem doesn't seem to come from "singing every night". You just look at him, he is so far away from the "craftsman", but he throws himself into the workshop, day and night, eating and drinking, and is so close to the "craftsman".

Xu Qing couldn't see through him.

In the same way, he couldn't see through her.

They are like two distant stars in the universe, like two elegant and incompatible cultures of Britain and China in 1793, discovering each other, approaching each other, until, one day long later, they will work miracles.

Xu Qing didn't think that there would be such a day, maybe not in his lifetime.

When she came home in the evening, her arms were so sore that she couldn't lift them.

It seems that in retaliation for her to drink half of his best snow buds without asking, Cheng Yubai was letting her pound the bubbles in the porcelain clay all afternoon, Xiao Qi was even angry for this, and there were three big blisters in his mouth.

When she thought of Xiao Qi's puffed appearance, she felt funny.

After changing her clothes, she took out two bottles of coconut water from the refrigerator, and while using ice cubes to cool down the swelling, she tinkered with the coffee machine and tossed around in the kitchen for half an hour.

Xu Zhiliu sat on the dining table playing Lego, her reddened fingertips appeared in her sight, and she didn't stop, finishing Wukong with one foot before taking her homemade raw coconut coffee and taking a sip.

Xu Qing kept lying on the dining table to watch him.

He was not in a high mood and could see that he was not happy. After getting along for a long time, each other knows each other's bottom well, and they will look at each other in a safe place, and easily do not cross the thunder pool, but some habits have changed, and some thoughts cannot be hidden.

She spoke first: "I pulled the blank today, and sure enough, as you said, the clay is too different from the porcelain clay." ”

Xu Zhiliu nodded, didn't speak, and lowered his head to splice the golden hoop stick.

"Aren't you happy for me?"

"Do you know what you lose by losing faith in the internal investigation meeting? It is not only Zhu Rong's trust, but also an opportunity to pull Cheng Yubai into the water in one fell swoop, happy? I don't understand what you're happy about. Xu Zhiliu put down the Lego and looked at her puzzled, "If you want to touch handicrafts, if you want to try to pull blanks, you can go anywhere, why do you have to drink a scoop?" ”

Xu Qing knew that he was angry that he temporarily released the pigeon and changed his mind. Originally, when Zhu Rong asked her to be a witness, she didn't struggle, and it wasn't until the night when she confirmed that the fat man was the initiator of the plagiarism of the butterfly change that she finally relented and promised Zhu Rong that she would attend the internal investigation meeting. What ensued was an elaborate conspiracy, and if successful, the Baicai reform would immediately stop.

Cheng Yubai may be stripped of the title of chief construction officer, withdraw from the reform, withdraw from the reconstruction of the No. 9 Ancient Ceramic Village, and all his dirty, hypocritical, and ulterior ambitions will return to the starting point.

This is her ideal.

Even if it's mean, she will do it. But when she saw the five-meter-long map of the Age of Discovery at the entrance of the Chunyuan Porcelain Association, she suddenly hesitated.

In 1497, da Gama sailed across the Cape of Good Hope, and trade began between Eurasia. With Macao as its base, Portugal transported Jingdezhen porcelain back to Europe halfway around the world via the Indian Ocean and the Cape of Good Hope. The Spaniards, on the other hand, used Manila and Acapulco (in present-day Mexico) as their bases to customize Jingdezhen ceramics across the other half of the world.

Over the course of three centuries, about 300 million pieces of Jingdezhen porcelain were sold to Europe.

It was an unprecedented era, and now Jingdezhen still has the status of the porcelain capital on the world stage, when foreign envoys are curious and yearning for this mysterious ancient capital, what are they doing?

They are fighting among themselves.

Xu Zhiliu couldn't understand: "Reform is war, war is bound to shed blood, infighting is only one of the insignificant links, it will definitely exist, and it will exist not only in reform." Isn't there no infighting in Luo Wenwen? Xu Qing, if you live in any environment, it exists. ”

"If it exists, do I have to accept it? Want to get involved? Xu Qing asked him, "Do you remember the last time I mentioned in the Fat Man Hotel, who has a better painting about Leonardo da Vinci or Van Gogh?" ”

Xu Zhiliu didn't have much patience to listen to her go around in circles anymore, and got up helplessly and walked towards the living room.

Xu Qing followed closely: "Although the judging criteria for works of art are absurd, no matter how absurd they are, the criteria are on people, and the same is true for ceramics. Modern ceramics or traditional ceramics, their aesthetic tastes are different, as absurd as possible, our respective efforts for ceramics, reforms, these can also be compliant, foul, but no matter what, the standard is in the ceramic. ”

There are many rules in this world, but conscience lies in the self.

She looked earnestly at the slightly irritated teenager in front of her, "Do you understand what I mean?" So far, at least I've asked myself what I want, and I've agreed to do it, no matter how mean or bright it is, as long as I agree, I won't regret it. But I don't want to be a subordinate of power, I don't want to be coerced by public opinion and the market, and if the standard of reform is to make me lose my heart, then I would rather not participate in it, and this kind of reform is not the reform I want. ”

Xu Zhiliu didn't say a word.

At the end of the day, she's still swaying about what kind of process to take.

He drank the raw coconut coffee, and the faint sweetness of corn and the bitterness of the coffee alternately spread in his mouth, causing him to nausea and nausea. He immediately ran to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and kept pouring water into his mouth.

When Xu Qing chased after him, he closed the door first.

In the darkness, he stared into the mirror in front of him.

There was nothing in it.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth mockingly: "Xu Qing, do you know? The reason why you are still wavering is because the process has not yet made you feel heartbroken and despair......"

His voice was very low, and Xu Qing didn't hear it. She returned to the living room and pulled out a pile of stomach medicine from the medicine box. Knowing that he was in a bad mood and it was difficult to accept her "going back on her word" for a while, she was not reluctant, and handed him the medicine and water through the door.

Xu Zhiliu looked at the white pills in his palm, which were as ridiculous as a mirror.

He's just a shadow, not a human at all, what medicine is needed? He opened his five fingers violently and pressed the mirror, and the muscles of his arm immediately burst out, and the blood rushed to one place.

After a long time, the boy's tense body gradually relaxed.

"It's okay, you can swing and I'll help you decide. Xu Qing, one day you will understand that no process is more important than the result, and only when you are a winner can you define the rules, order, and establish your rules. The voice was still low, like a midnight whisper, if there was nothing.

Finally, he threw the pills into the toilet bowl one by one, and watched them dissolve and dilute little by little, and disappeared without a trace.