Everyone's life is different.

It's like Xiang Yu is running around, and Chen Ke is firing porcelain.

The temperature in the kiln began to rise gradually, and the craftsmen on the side also stood there silently, firing according to what Chen Ke had ordered before.

Some sweat slowly appeared on Chen Ke's forehead.

He subconsciously wiped a handful of sweat, and Chen Ping hurriedly said when he saw this: "Shaofu, why don't we go out and wait?" ”

"It's hot here, so I'm feeling a little unwell."

Chen Ke didn't refute, nodded and walked outside, where a recliner had already been prepared for him.

After lying on the chair, a maid on the side picked up a small fan and began to flash the wind for Chen Ke.

The temperature in late September is still high.

Autumn Tiger, Autumn Tiger.

Although it is already autumn, this sultry weather combined with the autumn breeze that appears from time to time really makes people feel unwell.

What's more, there is no air conditioning at this time, and you can't use too much ice.

"Boom-"

Not far away, the fire and temperature in the kiln are constantly rising, and the craftsmen are also cautious.

Chen Ping stood beside Chen Ke, respectful.

"Shaofu, dare to ask what is the use of this "porcelain"?"

He was also genuinely curious.

Is porcelain, which sounds like pottery, really much better than pottery?

Chen Ke nodded indiscriminately and yawned silently.

"You'll know when it's fired."

"The porcelain I asked him to fire is a more elegant one, called 'white porcelain'."

"There are many types of porcelain, but they need to be fired slowly in their lives."

"Fine porcelain can replace bronze, while slightly rougher porcelain can replace pottery and is better than pottery."

"When the time comes, after His Majesty agrees to the crude porcelain method, I can give the Manufacturing Department, which can be regarded as a little more income for the Manufacturing Department."

"As for the firing method of white porcelain, etc., it can only be Shaofu's."

Chen Ke glanced at Chen Ping, who was standing aside: "You understand, right?" ”

Chen Ping nodded hurriedly.

Of course he does.

Shaofu is considered to be His Majesty's private institution, and Shaofu also manages money for His Majesty, and things like white porcelain can only be used by His Majesty.

Even if it is a little bit again, it will generate income for the emperor.....

It is already good for the Shaofu to think of them and give them a chance to generate income.

"Thank you, Shaofu."

"Shaofu's kindness, Chen Ping will not dare to forget."

Throwing stones to ask for directions is nothing more than this.

Chen Ke just glanced at Chen Ping, and then said with a smile: "Why thank me? Your Majesty is it. ”

He stretched: "The kiln that was opened last night is now noon." ”

"Go and take a look, isn't it time to get out of the kiln?"

Chen Ping hurriedly said, "Huh." ”

After getting the order, Chen Ping turned around and went to the kiln not far away.

And before he reached the door of the kiln, he heard exclamations from inside.

At this time, Chen Ke also stood up.

With this exclamation, about the white porcelain has been burned.

The craftsman walked out with a tool holding a porcelain teacup as white as snow, with an incredible look on his face.

His eyes were glued to the teacup as if it were something of a heavenly deity.

Truly.

The porcelain of this period was still relatively coarse, and most of it was pottery.

Although a small number of bronzes are exquisite, they do not have this feeling of being as white as snow, noble and elegant.

"Shaofu, Xiaomin has fulfilled his mission and successfully fired this "white porcelain".

Chen Ke looked at the white porcelain held by the craftsman, with a little emotion in his heart.

"Porcelain."

Chinaware!

The three most famous things in ancient China are porcelain, silk, and tea.

Now, one of the ****** of Huaxia was created by Chen Ke. [Note 1]: The Don number is to prevent river crabs.

"Good!"

Chen Ke picked up the white porcelain in his hand and turned his head to look at Chen Ping.

"Three things."

"First, pick out the best nine pieces of white porcelain fired this time, and then put them in a sandalwood box."

"Second, reward this craftsman with a daughter."

"Thirdly, show me this method, and no one is allowed to approach this craftsman, and no one is allowed to approach that kiln!"

Chen Ping looked at the white porcelain in his hand, and also reacted quickly.

He immediately responded, "Oh." ”

Chen Ke, on the other hand, turned his head and looked at the craftsman with a serious expression.

"You should have heard what I said."

"It's a very important thing, and you have to keep it a secret."

"When I see Your Majesty in person, I will definitely report your merits for you, and Your Majesty's reward will definitely not be less than that of this mansion."

"And after ten years, you can hand over this craft to your children, and then your family will have a family heirloom craft, and you can rely on it to eat."

Chen Ke said meaningfully: "Don't forget the long-term interests because of the small profits of the moment. ”

Of course, the craftsman knew the seriousness of the matter, and immediately bowed his head.

"Xiaomin knows!"

"Please rest assured that the little people will never dare to do anything to betray Your Majesty, betray Daqin, or betray Shaofu!"

Chen Ke nodded, then turned around and left.

..........

Between the mountain villages, on top of the small altar.

An old woman in strange clothes stood on the altar with something in her hands and her face smeared with bright paint.

There were things in front of her, and they smelled of blood.

The bright red blood echoed with what was on her forehead, and suddenly, a drum sounded.

Xiang Yu was naked, with a serious expression, kneeling in the mountain.

He faced the mountains, and then the surrounding Chu people knelt on one knee and sang ancient and magnificent poetry.

"The auspicious day is good, and the emperor will enjoy it—"

"Stroking the long sword and jade ears, the loud and loud ringing-"

........

"The spirit is full of beautiful clothes, and the room is full of flowers-"

"The five tones are complicated, Jun Xinxin is happy and happy——"

Nine Songs-The song of the Eastern Emperor Taiyi sounded, and the ancient and slightly awkward Chu Di Yan chanted in the mouths of the "Wu" and many Chu people and Xiang Yu.

The sacrificial ritual lasted for an unknown amount of time, and Xiang Yu only felt that the blood on his body was about to be cold.

When raindrops fall from the sky, it's all over.

The witch waved the staff in his hand, and the mask on his face revealed a treacherous appearance.

The witch's voice was hoarse.

"The ancestors of Chu, the ancestors of the Xiong family, the ancestors surnamed Mi, and the gods of Taiyi have feelings."

"General Xiang, eighteen days later, on the tenth day of October, everything is fine, and it is advisable to plot a major event to restore the country!"

At this time, it was September 23.

Xiang Yu stood up, beat his chest, and let out a roar, as if responding to the revelations of the heavens, ancestors, and gods.

"On the tenth day of October, everything is fine!"

"The day of the restoration of the country is today!"

.........

Zhangtai Palace

Ying Zheng looked at the mysterious Chen Ke with a curious expression.

"What are you going to show me?"

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