Is he teasing me

Chapter 97 Xiao Xiao's Boyfriend Power

Xiao Xingyu is really keen, Zhang Moyan immediately realized that her question was too probing, but in fact she just thought about it and asked, although she felt a little wronged, but Xiao Xingyu doubted her so much.

"It's okay, that's how it is."

Xiao Guotao's tone is extremely flat, not the kind that doesn't care, but the kind of numbness after being broken by too many disappointments.

It turned out that the reason these porcelains were destroyed was simply because they were not azure.Although in Zhang Moyan's eyes, they are infinitely close to the mysterious color of the legendary rain over the sky.

The re-firing of Ruguan kilns is not easy, and the difficulty lies in the reproduction of the celestial glaze. Since the re-firing of the celestial glaze by the craftsmen in the Yuan Dynasty, it is not known how many ancestors have broken their halberds and sink into the sand. Glaze is difficult, and it is difficult to ascend to the sky.”

Now, when I look at this mountain of jade, which is piled up with piles of waste porcelain, I suddenly feel shocking.

These thousands of "defective products" are like red forks on the candidates' answer sheets. The massive failures intuitively demonstrate the difficulty of reburning the test paper of celadon glaze.

And these so-called failed defective products are actually from the hands of Ru kiln masters, and any one of them can be sold for at least tens of thousands in the market.

And just in such an ordinary morning, in this tossing, one or two million was gone.

According to the frequency of Xiao Guotao's burning of a kiln every three days last night, this unpretentious old man may be the most prodigal character in the entire Xiao family.

Obviously, Xiao Guotao has dismissed the monetary value of the utensils, and in his heart, there must be something like the bottom line that he sticks to.

"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, you will definitely be able to burn the azure color in the future," Zhang Moyan subconsciously comforted the old man, but even he felt very clumsy when he said it, and he thought of it later, "Oh yes, you have already burned it. The sky is blue... I mean, you will definitely figure out the mechanism of its coloring in the future!"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled reassuringly: "Thank you. In fact, I'm already used to it. The sky blue color of Ru kiln has been said since ancient times, "Nine of ten kilns are impossible", for craftsmen of any dynasty, it is a Huge challenge. It's normal that it doesn't burn, but it's surprising that it does."

Although the old man spoke open-mindedly, his expression was lingering loneliness.

He finally threw the gourd bottle in his hand at Yushan, and a piece of exquisite porcelain left its final arc in the air, slamming into the piles of debris with a bang, and the incense and jade died.

Zhang Moyan's eyes suddenly became a little wet: "I still feel it is a pity, because I don't know which one will become the celestial glaze, so when you make every piece of work, go all out... These beautiful beings in the mortal lands, finally giving up like this in person, really makes people feel distressed."

Xiao Guotao stared at Zhang Moyan for a while, and then said meaningfully: "My child, it's because you are still young. You have to remember one sentence, some things, their existence is wrong, don't be fooled by its beauty. Now, thinking about the incident it is about to cause, there is nothing to give up."

Zhang Moyan had an intuition that the old man's words were very powerful. It was definitely a thought-provoking and wise saying, but unfortunately, with her simple life experience, she really couldn't figure out what trouble these beautiful porcelains could cause.

Xiao Xingyu on the side saw that she was about to open her mouth to ask again, and she couldn't help frowning. This woman kept asking, for fear that others would not doubt her identity?

So before her, he said: "If grandpa's works flow out and change hands several times, someone must label these works as celadon glazed porcelain. This will hurt both the reputation of celadon glazed porcelain and grandpa."

Her attitude was still cold, but it was definitely not a bad word. Zhang Moyan felt that this might be the reason why she was reprimanded by Xiao Guotao.

Yes, nowadays this is an era of chasing fame and fortune. If there is anything in people that can be realized, they have to exaggerate and hype them wildly. Just look at the Internet celebrities who have no lower limit.It is not difficult to imagine what kind of follow-up will be triggered if Xiao Guotao's works enter the market as a master of Ru kilns who have re-fired azure glazes.

Even though there are serious collectors who keep them as works of art, it is absolutely impossible to rule out those mercenary pseudo-collectors who label them celadon glazed porcelain and sell them in order to maximize their profits.

After all, there are very few people in the world who can really distinguish azure-glazed porcelain, and most of the people who pay don't know anything at all, but they are just arrogant.In fact, these works are not celadon glazed porcelain. Once he is exposed, the stigma of forgery is bound to be detained on Xiao Guotao's head.

Therefore, the most direct way to prevent this kind of misfortune from happening is to cut off the source of the calamity and destroy these porcelains at the beginning, so there is no need to worry about it.

Zhang Mo was deeply shocked. No one could remain indifferent after seeing such courage and purity.

"Elder Xiao, you are awesome. You are different from any famous person I have ever met."

Xiao Guotao, including Xiao Xingyu, were stunned for a moment. Most people's compliments to Xiao Guotao are words such as "high morality" and "Taishan Beidou". It is estimated that only Zhang Moyan can say "awesome" to an [-]-year-old man.

Xiao Guotao couldn't help being a little interested: "Oh? Why is it different?"

Zhang Moyan pondered and said, "I have seen quite a few writers, calligraphy and painting masters, and famous collectors, although some of them are conservative, some are new, some are flamboyant, and some are low-key and introverted, but usually they have very strong The literati temperament, but you are different, I think you are more like an honest and down-to-earth craftsman!"

Hearing this, Xiao Guotao didn't speak, but with a calm expression, he stared at Zhang Moyan.

Such a reaction made Zhang Moyan suddenly feel like she was being flattered, and she really couldn't do such a thing as flattery.

Xiao Xingyu's face turned green, thinking that this woman would find another way to boast a flowery road, so she didn't stop it, it seems that it is still overestimated.

It is said that the intangible cultural heritage master who enjoys the national classics is like an honest and down-to-earth craftsman, and between the lines he also says that Xiao Guotao has no literati temperament... This woman's emotional intelligence is really a problem.

"Zhang Moyan," Xiao Xingyu called out her name in a low voice, looking to stop her, but her mouth changed to a tone of approval: "Actually, you talked about the essence."

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Zhang Moyan's eyes widened, and he was puzzled when he heard Xiao Xingyu say unhurriedly, "The reason why poetry, poetry and even chess, calligraphy and painting can flourish is precisely because they are popular with literati. There are countless people who have learned to practice and carry forward to become brilliant! But viewing porcelain is a handicraft that works with the soil, and it is far from elegance, so throughout the ages, celebrities and scholars are just collections, and few are really willing to bow their heads and set foot in it.”

He paused, and looked at the pile of porcelain pieces in a profound manner: "Think about it, if there were celebrities who joined Ru kiln back then, the inheritance of Ru kiln did not depend on craftsmen with low identities and talents, maybe the firing of celestial glaze The craftsmanship will not disappear so completely..."

His eyes returned to Zhang Moyan's face: "But isn't your language ability too poor, a craftsman?" He sneered, "My grandfather should at least be a craftsman!"

Zhang Moyan's face suddenly became hot, not because Xiao Xingyu criticized him for his poor language, but because she faintly felt that Xiao Xingyu's words were making up for her.

I don't know if she thought too much.

Xiao Guotao was also a little surprised when Xiao Xingyu said this, as if he had reviewed Xiao Xingyu's words in his stomach, he suddenly laughed: "Xingyu, I was originally a craftsman. The more titles I put on my head, the more I forget what it is for. Miss Zhang, I'm really happy that you can still see the shadow of a craftsman in me today. "

"Elder Xiao, you can just call me Xiao Zhang." Zhang Moyan was a little helpless, this round was a bit forced, she didn't dare to look at Xiao Guotao, so she met Xiao Xingyu's eyes. The content, God, she can't read it at all!

"It's raining!"

Fortunately, Uncle Chai trotted into the small yard at this time. When he saw Zhang Moyan, he was surprised, and then they said to each other: "Breakfast is ready, you and Miss Zhang can go eat together! I'm going to the park today, But the great-aunt is so excited that she is already eating alone! You go, I will urge the others!"

　Author: Why are you helping her? You should be cool with this disobedient woman!
　　Xiao Xingyu sighed: I'm afraid my grandpa doesn't like her.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)