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There were also mistakes in this book. In ancient China, before movable type printing was invented, engraving printing was used. It was more complicated to adjust the printing, and it was difficult to correct the mistakes.
As a result, there would be wrong copies of books. However, there were very few wrong copies of books, so these wrong copies of books were even more precious.
However, there was almost no wrong version of porcelain.
This was because in ancient times, this good porcelain was sent to the palace after being baked. If there was a slight flaw in this porcelain, it would be considered a great disrespect to the royal family. If there was a slight carelessness, the relevant personnel in the kiln would not be able to protect their lives, and even the entire workshop would be implicated.
Therefore, the people in the kiln put in a lot of effort into the porcelain that was sent to the emperor. From the beginning of the production of the porcelain, they checked it layer by layer. There were no flaws.
The snuff bottle in He Yuheng's hand was made of porcelain. It was speculated that it should be porcelain from the palace because ordinary people could not afford exquisite porcelain.
The name of an antique was made up of the dynasty, craftsmanship, drawing, shape, and name of the object. Therefore, this was called the Qing Yongzheng Enamel Peony Lotus Snuff Bottle.
However, this one was still new because the painting of the peony was wrong. The Qing Dynasty's peony painting emphasized gorgeous colors. The peony petals were large and gorgeous, and the whole was full of vitality. The lines were moderate.
This was especially true for delicate gadgets like snuff bottles. If the lines were not drawn well, the peony presented would not have a bright and luxurious feeling.
In fact, the peony painting on the snuff bottle was still from the Qing Dynasty.
Speaking of painting styles, each dynasty had its own style, which was largely related to the economy, culture, and the likes of the rulers of a dynasty.
In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the country was strong, the people were open, and they loved the magnificent, elegant, and unrestrained peonies. Song Dynasty
He valued literature over martial arts and was poor and weak. The painting style of peony was more restrained than that of the Tang Dynasty. The peony of the Ming Dynasty was mainly painted in red, but only the palace could use it.
After He Yuheng finished observing the peonies on the pot, he turned it around and made it face him with its head facing the ground and its feet facing the sky.
"I didn't even look at the black paint before. This foundation is black!”
He Yuheng muttered to himself in surprise.
He narrowed his eyes and looked at it carefully for a while. Then, he patted his forehead and said,"I was wondering why it looked a little familiar. Isn't this the Qing Emperor Yongzheng's black bronze peony flower pot?”
Good heavens, after all, a new one was a new one. The quality of the fetus was different.
He Yuheng, who had obtained so many treasures in just a few hours, was overjoyed. It seemed that he had to go to the ghost market more often in the future. This was a real treasure hunt.
The night before dawn was the thickest and darkest. He Yuheng glanced at the night outside the window. No matter how excited she was, it was more important to sleep now.
He put the snuff bottle back into the spirit spring space, then lay on the bed and slowly fell asleep.
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"Ouch!"
When he woke up in the morning, He Yuheng stretched comfortably. Even though he had only slept for a short two to three hours, he immediately felt energetic again due to his new skill.
He Yuheng washed up and had breakfast, then went straight to the meat factory to work.
If it was in the modern world, it would be too uncomfortable if they had to go to work early the next day after fooling around for half a night.
As the meat processing plant was far away from the courtyard house, the only bicycle in the house was given to He Yuheng.
It was accompanied by a cold wind all the way. It was convenient to ride a bicycle, but the wind was too strong in winter. Fortunately, today was not like yesterday. He wore gloves and a scarf.
He Yuheng parked her bicycle and walked to the workshop. She met Xiao Liu, who had praised her for being "bold" yesterday.
"Good morning, Master Liu."
He Yuzhu greeted him first.
"He Yuheng, hey, wait for me. Let's go together.”
"Sure," He Yuheng said as he waited for him.
Xiao Liu quickly parked the car and the two of them walked side by side.
"Kid, you're not bad. That move yesterday made you famous in our workshop. Then, you used yesterday to become famous in the entire factory again.”Master Liu put his arm around He Yuheng's shoulder and said like a good brother.
"Oh, right."
He Yuheng had found something good yesterday and was in a high mood today. He replied in a light tone and did not care much.
"Heh, I don't believe you. Wait a moment, you'll know when you pay attention to how others look at you. Eh, there's one in front."
Opposite them were a few young girls. They were talking and laughing. When they saw He Yuheng, they looked at him sideways and whispered to each other.
In fact, he had expected this to happen.
He was a stupid kid who was less than 20 years old, but he could get dozens of pounds of meat on his first day. In the end, he even sold a lot to the factory workers. The more people there were, the more gossipy the place was. The workers in the factory spoke one after another in private, and the news spread like wildfire. This news would be distorted by various factors during the process of spreading, and no one knew what version it would become in the end.
It was normal to have gossip. After all, what he did yesterday was quite a topic.
The people he met one after another had similar reactions. Those who were alone would quietly look up and down. Those who were more than one person would look up and down a few times before discussing with their companions. There were also bold ones who directly greeted them.
To make an inappropriate analogy, He Yuheng felt like a monkey that had accidentally barged into the home of humans.
"Yuheng, look at how rare you are.”
In the changing room, Master Liu said with a sour tone.
"You know what? The girl who greeted you just now is our factory's factory belle! This person was lively and beautiful. Who knew how many people wanted to date her?”
It was no wonder that she had such a tone.
However, the girl just now was indeed quite beautiful. She was well-proportioned, had fair skin, and big eyes. When she smiled, her eyes were especially curved, and the shallow dimples at the corner of her mouth were especially infectious. However, at the moment, he did not have the intention to do so. This kind of thing was up to fate.
"Hey, now that you're famous, there must be a lot of big girls surrounding you. Don't forget to introduce a few to your brother.”
"Heh, now that you mention it, it's true. I'll help my brother keep an eye on his future wife.”
When He Yuheng heard this, he stopped changing his clothes. He rubbed his chin and looked at Master Liu with a thoughtful expression.
"Hey, I'm telling you, brother. You're so obedient. You even found yourself a sister-in-law.”
Master Liu was amused by his unexpected answer. He gently punched He Yuheng and smiled.
"Hahaha, don't!"
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The two of them laughed and changed into their work clothes. They disinfected the poison and began their day's work.
In the slaughterhouse, the director arrived early.
He Yuheng, who had obtained a new skill and was about to show off his skills again, was told that there was nothing he could do today.
"Today is pork and mutton.”
"Do you want hotpot? I'll cut it to zero for you!"
He Yuheng smiled. The director nodded and said,"This sheep is another way of calculating. One jin of pork for every ten sheep!”
"Understood!"
He Yuheng didn't really like mutton offal, but he liked mutton buns. He wanted to ask his brother, He Yuzhu, to make them when he could. However, every inch had its strengths and every inch had its shortcomings. His brother expressed that he didn't know how to make them either. It was a pity.
"Can you change it to pig liver and large intestine instead of pork?”
"You like to eat fried liver?"
"Hey, look at what you're saying. Who doesn't love the people of Beijing?”
The director laughed and said,"Okay, we can change it."”
"No problem. I won't stand on ceremony with your nod. Director, I'll give you a precaution first. If there are enough sheep today, you might have to lead the pigs home.”
"Yo, this kid is quite daring. Alright, if you really have the ability, you don't have to lead this pig back. The factory will personally send it back to you!”
The rest of the people in the workshop laughed when they heard the two people's "heroic words". He Yuheng only smiled and did not say anything. He began to dissect the sheep silently.
Although the size of a sheep was smaller than the size of a cow, the complexity of the decomposition process was no less than that of a cow.
Mutton was more tender than beef, so the cutting skills had to be particular. If it was accidentally cut, the meticulous consumers would not buy it.
Furthermore, the people of Beijing loved to eat mutton, so they were even more particular about it.
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