Cross the doghouse to save Party A, Your Highness owes me ten mines

With a clang, the teacup shattered on the ground, and the broken porcelain pieces scattered everywhere, making a tinkling sound, which shocked everyone.

Suancai opened his mouth in surprise.

Er Zhuang, who had heard that Xia Shi had returned and was running over from the brick kiln, saw this and shouted in surprise, "Manager Xia?"

In the kitchen, Aunt Sun, who was cutting vegetables, looked at this side with gossip, and was so scared that she almost cut her hand: "Oh my god, what happened?"

Many people nearby looked over curiously, not understanding what was going on.

There were more than 30 people in charge of making porcelain, including those who screened the soil, made the blanks, and were in charge of the shelves. There were also those who stayed behind to be responsible for painting, glazing, and firing. They were young and old, men and women, and at this moment they were all shocked and confused, and asked one after another:

"Butler, why did you drop it?"

"What's going on?"

"Now, how come...?"

"This is still good, it can be used after baking!"

"This could be sold for money after it's baked..."

"..."

Xia Shi took another one out of the box and said, "I'm not only going to smash it, I'm going to smash this one too!" Then he threw it hard to the ground. With a clang, the pieces scattered everywhere.

"This, the flowers and birds on it, the birds have no heads!"

"Hey, the lid doesn't even line up,"

"This, with such a big crack, can it hold water?"

"Hey, the bottom of the cup is too dirty..."

"..."

Every time she spoke, she struck one, as if striking at the hearts of the craftsmen.

There was a lot of noise.

In a mountain village that has never been bustling,

Many people looked over here.

The people working around did not stop, but they pricked up their ears and stretched their necks.

The man who came to sell firewood stopped.

Those who come to buy bricks should hurry up and take a look.

There were also a few merchants who were taking a rest in the town and were strolling by. Upon hearing this, they all stopped and looked over here.

The kitchen was close by, and several aunts and sisters came over after hearing what was said, but were stopped by Aunt Sun, who told them not to cause trouble for the manager.

Er Zhuang did not stop the onlookers. He was a smart man after all. He thoughtfully blocked the onlookers and told them not to get too close.

A small group of people gradually gathered around, many of them with stunned expressions on their faces. Some thought the manager was crazy, some thought someone had angered the manager, and most people thought a conflict had occurred. However, everyone was puzzled. In this poor mountain village, it was the first time they had seen someone smashing plates and bowls. The key point was that the bowls they smashed were not ordinary bowls, but precious porcelain.

The expressions on the scene are as follows: d(?д??), (?O?), ╭(°?°)╮, Σ⊙▃⊙川, (?o﹏o?), o(╥﹏╥)o!

The open space in the middle was filled with the sound of clinking porcelain and some prayers:

"Manager, please stop falling..."

“These can all be sold for money…”

"..."

Clang,

Xia Shi smashed another one, and seeing that the attention was almost there, he shouted, "Ahem!"

After coughing, I planned to give a speech.

Clap! Clap! Clap! There was a round of applause, and a duck-voiced voice shouted:

"Good fall!"

There were different voices coming from the scene.

Xia Shi turned his head and saw a half-grown boy walking towards him from a distance. He looked excited and happy, clapping his hands and shouting as he walked:

"It's so high! No wonder my sixth son loves you so much. Your fall has revealed your character and grace."

Everyone at the scene: (?皿?)??? What is this and what is this?

Now everyone's expressions were unified, all of them were surprised, and there were countless question marks on their heads at the scene. Everyone looked at him in surprise.

Gu Qi came over in the spotlight, walked into the circle, bent down and picked up a piece of porcelain, spun around in front of everyone, and almost thrust it in someone's face:

"Look, look, you still have the nerve to sell it after just baking it? Let me tell you..." At this point he suddenly raised his voice, and said with disdain and anger:

"…The third son of the commander's family once broke the three legs of the steward because the bottom of the blue and white landscape fish-shaped brush washer in the study had a flaw, on the grounds that he was passing off inferior goods as good ones;

The new kiln in Kyoto Treasure Pavilion had to use many connections to get its products, but because a set of vases with ladies' paintings were picked out at a flower fair and the allusion was wrong, it became a laughing stock and was considered vulgar. It fell out of the price of 100 taels per vase and became a sundry commodity...

What? You also want people to know that the things you can get on the market in Xishui Village are all junk?"