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

These frames are heavy, there are three of them,

The tables and chairs were set up, Leihuo was summoned to bring a small tool box, a basin of water was prepared, and a candle was lit.

This will generate dust, which is why it is not done indoors.

She lifted the cover of the bamboo basket on the ground next to her, and inside was full of broken porcelain pieces.

These are the defective pieces that were destroyed in the workshop this afternoon.

She will be heartbroken, too.

The yield rate is so low. Before all the craftsmen can grow up, we must do something to ensure the efficiency of the workshop.

For a little workaholic, KPI must be maintained.

Any project she handles must not incur losses.

As usual, I won't tell you until I have a sample.

Open the tool box, take out the fixing base, cutting table, grinding drill bit, fix the broken tiles,

Then the sound of grinding began to ripple out from the yard.

Lou Junze sat by the window reading documents.

Kuishan routine night security patrol,

The mute slave is practicing martial arts.

Gu Qi opened the door in surprise, and limped out to express his surprise.

Many of the broken porcelain pieces on the table have changed their appearance.

The small ones were polished into circles, the big ones into squares, the longer ones into cylinders, or curved semicircles... and so on, all kinds of shapes,

Gu Qi: "You...you you you you..."? He hesitated for a long time before asking, "What is this?"

Xia Shi didn't hide or cover up, and said very straightforwardly: "I won't tell you!"

It was the boss's decision to let Gu Qi live in the yard.

There are many secrets in this yard. Lou Junze told her that there is no need to hide anything special in the yard.

I wonder if Gu Qi will see it. What if he sees it? The boss has considered it.

Besides, she was not responsible for strategic matters outside of her seconded technical guidance duties.

She is an outsider.

Kuishan watched from afar,

Gu Qi was amazed again and again.

"Hey, what is this? How come this pen, this stick, can spin at this end, and spin so fast?"

"So much polish?"

"What kind of artifact is this?"

“It can actually move on its own?”

“You can actually polish porcelain?”

"Can you polish diamonds?"

"Can you polish the blue gem?"

"If the master of the Treasure Pavilion had someone like you, wouldn't he be able to polish a set of gems and make a set of headwear in one day?"

"You actually have such a treasure, no wonder my old man thinks highly of you?"

"Hey, won't you tell me something?"

"Is it a tribute from a foreign country...?"

"Or did you bring it yourself?"

"You don't have any magic?"

"Shut up!"

"……",

In summer, I cover my mouth and nose with a mask and work hard.

The Interstellar equipment is high-end, fast, and highly automated. In no time, tiles of various shapes piled up on a plate.

She began to stack them up one by one, gluing them together.

Gu Qi knew that she would not tell him, so he stopped asking and just sat there, craning his neck to watch.

He grew up in Kyoto, a capital city with many nations coming to pay tribute to him. He had seen countless rare treasures and strange people, including a man who could spit fire from his mouth, a wooden ox and a horse, and a crossbow that could fire simultaneously. He was very receptive to things.

Handmade viewing has always been a pace-decelerator for some people.

He just sat aside and watched, and occasionally sighed: "No wonder my sixth son thinks highly of you, you are very skillful, good at managing general affairs, and have some ability..."

After boasting for a while, I started to be silent.

He found that in this yard,

Lao Liu was not as incompetent as the legend said. He took over the northern border in a short time, saved the prince, restored the reputation of the Gu family, and stabilized the last piece of territory that the Daqian Dynasty could still control. Although he didn't know who the prince was or what the specific details were, he was very impressive anyway.

Kuishan's martial arts skills are really high, his fists are really big, and his courage is really fierce. People have to admire him.

The mute slave was able to save the carriage and take care of the child. I heard that the child was born at the risk of her life by the eldest sister.

Even the maid he used to think was just a prostitute turned out to be a hidden master with some skills. Regardless of whether they were men or women, there were probably many people who wanted to recruit them.

And, most importantly,

He used to be able to defeat the masters in the palace, but today he was beaten up by ordinary people.

When I was hit by punches and kicks, I couldn't even stand up.

Many things in this world are challenging his previous cognition.

in fact,

In the mountains, he watched others running up and down while he was out of breath after running two laps. He felt something was wrong.

People say,

When you quietly watch others doing handicrafts, it’s easy to think of your worries.

Gu Qi suddenly asked: "Do I really not look like the Seventh Master of the Gu Family?"

Xia Shi was comparing photos and building up the attic with porcelain blocks. When he heard this, he looked up, looked at him for a moment and replied:

“Looks like him!”

This is not fake, it has been certified by Xiyan. Gu Qi looks like the deceased Zhenbei Hou, and his eyebrows and eyes are also like his cousin Lou Junze.

Gu Qi: "But, everyone says I'm not Master Gu Qi!"... They say he's a donkey dung egg pretending to be a pearl, a scoundrel pretending to be the son of the Gu family, and he deserves to be beaten for insulting a hero.

Xia Shi heard some words today.

She completely put down the work in her hands.

Observe Gu Qi carefully.

There was a small lamp in front of the table, and two or three lanterns under the eaves around it, making it very bright. I could see the boy clearly.

He was still wearing ragged clothes. Everyone else's clothes had been upgraded except him. He still had only the same ragged clothes he wore when Kuishan captured him. Perhaps he had washed them himself, so the clothes were rubbed even more ragged. He was truly ragged.

He had been running in the mountains for about two months, exposed to the wind and sun every day, and he didn't have the aura of a protagonist. Now his skin was rough and dark, like a piece of charcoal.

No matter how arrogant he was, and how he spoke shamelessly...

Tsk,

"The temperament is so different!"

Xia Shi can be summed up in one sentence!

Gu Qi: "My temperament...my style...my demeanor, this young master..."

He spent a long time talking and nearly choked to death.

When Master Gu Qi was in Kyoto, he was a big shot, and everyone who saw him would praise him for his unparalleled demeanor.

He is the prince's study companion, he is the penman appointed by His Majesty himself, at such a young age he already...

It’s not like he had never seen those people who were said to have good manners, but when the Prime Minister held his hand and taught him to write, he said, “Huh, they are just sanctimonious. Even His Majesty said that he likes straightforward ministers the most, and he likes himself the most. Wherever he goes…,

Well, he actually grew up in the palace, raised by the Third Prince, and all he had ever seen were palace servants...

But……,

The third brother was very good to me.

But,

……,

The young man was tangled up in confusion, his face wrinkled up,

Xia Shi had already used a drill to carve two stick figures out of a clean porcelain surface.

One stood upright and elegant, the other was ferocious and unkempt.

Then he hit him in the face.

"Look, that one looks like a young man?"