Under Xu Shuai's arrangements, Gu Yiran rested in a five-star hotel for the night. During this time, there was an interlude like the little card.
The next morning, Xu Shuai drove over to pick him up.
After all, Xu Shuai was someone who had been in Luoyang's Tri-Colored Glazed Tile of the Tang Dynasty for several years. It only took him one night to find the location of a folk kiln.
He sat in the car and drove on the bumpy country road.
"Yiran, you've earned a lot this time.”Xu Shuai said excitedly.
"What's wrong?" Gu Yiran was a little curious.
"This time, we are going to find an old craftsman. It is said that his ancestor was the craftsman responsible for firing the Tri-colored Glazed Tile of the Tang Dynasty in the official kiln!”Xu Shuai patted the steering wheel a few times and said," He must have the real Tang Sancai!"”
"Let's stop for a while." Gu Yiran pursed her lips. If things were really that simple, would the people who knew about this news have told him?
Can't you earn your own money?
However, Gu Yiran was still interested in Xu Shuai.
His ancestor was a craftsman in the official kiln?
"Tell me about that craftsman." Gu Yiran said.
"Alright then." Xu Shuai was a little unhappy to be interrupted, but he continued," This old man knows how to burn Tang Sancai. Every year, he produces many high-quality products. Many people ask him to make fake goods.”
"Interesting." Gu Yiran nodded.
Since he could produce Tang Sancai, then the ceramic kiln could definitely be used.
This was enough.
The car drove for a while and soon arrived in front of a mountain village.
The village was built against the mountain, and the houses were placed in an irregular manner. Smoke rose from the back of the village.
"That's the place." Xu Shuai pointed at the place where the smoke rose.
The village was the same as most of the villages. There were no young people, only the old and the lively children.
The farmlands on both sides did not look like they should have a bumper harvest.
Not long after, the two of them arrived at the place where the smoke rose.
It was a cave embedded in the mountain. The entrance of the cave was emitting flames. Beside it was an old man who was stepping barefoot in the mud.
It was kaolin, the raw material of Tang Sancai. The old man was using his feet to step on the kaolin to remove the air and other impurities inside.
The old man didn't stop when he saw a guest. Instead, he stepped on the soil under his feet.
"Hey, old man, someone's here. Why don't you entertain them?”Xu Shuai was a little dissatisfied.
After driving on a bumpy mountain road, his bones were about to fall apart. When he reached the place, no one greeted him.
The old man looked up at him and snorted coldly.
"Let's sit at the side and rest for a while." Gu Yiran stopped Xu Shuai, who was about to flare up.
This was the first time he had seen the old man, but the aura he gave off was inexplicably familiar.
To put it in a more high-class term, it was ingenuity.
In layman's terms, this type of person had low EQ. In order to study craftsmanship, they could go crazy to a certain extent.
After waiting for a while, the old man also finished his work. He slowly came to the two of them and spoke coldly.
"Are you here to burn the tri-colored glazed pottery?"
The glaze needed to make the Tri-colored glazed pottery of the Tang Dynasty cost money. The old people usually helped others to make the Tri-colored glazed pottery of the Tang Dynasty in exchange for certain things for themselves to study the craft.
As for what to do with the things that were burned, he didn't care.
" We?" Xu Shuai opened his mouth and turned around to ask," By the way, what are we here for?"”
"We're here to burn the Tri-colored Lottery of the Tang Dynasty." Gu Yiran stood up.
"Then take your things and leave quickly.”The old man seemed a little impatient. He pointed at the Tang Sancai that had been burned not far away.
Xu Shuai walked over.
There were people, horses, and camels in these Tang tri-colored glazed pottery. They were colorful, but they were too new to fool people.
Xu Shuai clicked his tongue in wonder. This old man's craftsmanship was quite good. If he was willing to fake it, he could easily earn hundreds of thousands a year.
"I think you heard wrong." Gu Yiran laughed and pointed at the cave dwelling in the mountain." I want to borrow your cave dwelling to burn a few pieces of Tri-colored glazed pottery."”
The old man's turbid eyes became sharp. He sized Gu Yiran up for a while and sneered.
"Can you burn it?"
He was asking about the firing method of the Tang Dynasty's tri-colored glazed pottery, not something that was produced in modern times.
Xu Shuai's eyes also became dull.
He suddenly felt that Gu Yiran's brain was damaged.
He had come all the way from the capital to Luoyang just to burn the Tri-colored Lottery of the Tang Dynasty for fun?
To think that he thought that Gu Yiran had changed her mind and wanted to follow him, especially to make a fortune from Tang Sancai.
"Won't we know if we can try?”Gu Yiran smiled faintly. She walked to the pile of clay and picked some out.
Was this for real?
Xu Shuai's eyes widened.
The old man also looked over, but the indifference in his eyes was very obvious.
"Have you always wanted to replicate the craftsmanship of the Tang Dynasty?”Gu Yiran picked out the soil and placed it into the stone mortar to crush it.
The old man grunted in agreement.
"Your craftsmanship is not bad, but you were wrong from the beginning.”Gu Yiran said indifferently.
The old man pondered for a moment but couldn't figure out what the problem was.
" Materials," Gu Yiran continued." Ancient and modern are two completely different environments. You've always been pursuing perfection in materials, hoping to remove all impurities.”
"But you forgot one thing. Although the craftsmanship in ancient times was very good, due to the limitations of the tools, the impurities in the clay could not be completely removed.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man was stunned on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.
Seeing the old man's reaction, Xu Shuai's eyes widened again.
Was this kid right?
No way. What Gu Yiran had become an expert on Tang Sancai?
Why hadn't he seen it before in Panjiayuan?
"Lend me the cave." Gu Yiran said calmly," I'll teach you how to make the real Tang Dynasty tri-colored glazed pottery!”
The old man's murky eyes flashed with a glimmer of light as he nodded seriously.
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