The attic has all the information about the past and present, and I became rich by becoming a trader

Zhu Ling said this and told Cuizhu to get the things.

Song Youan was very curious at first, but only showed a look of surprise when she held a white porcelain vase in her hands.

A vase?

She looked at Zhu Ling with a puzzled look: "Miss, I don't know what is so special about this vase?"

During the Dazhao period, celadon technology had reached its peak. Even ordinary cave dwellings could produce extremely exquisite porcelain. Products from official kilns were even more perfect and gorgeous.

The vase in my hand feels round and cool, and the porcelain color is soft and transparent. It is indeed a very beautiful vase, but this thing is not rare in Dazhao.

Seeing that Song Youan didn't notice anything, Zhu Ling couldn't help but giggle and said, "Miss Song, take a closer look."

Hearing this, Song Youan picked up the vase and looked at it carefully.

The sun was shining brightly outside, and at this moment a ray of bright sunlight passed through the hall, gently brushing across half of the vase.

A magical scene appeared. The originally crystal white and transparent half of the bottle turned into a light green, with an obvious color difference from the other half of the porcelain white bottle.

Song Youan placed the vase in a dark place again, and the color difference disappeared, and the whole vase turned white again.

"Hey?"

This vase has a hidden secret, and Song Youan couldn't help but marvel at it.

Cuizhu, who was standing by, smiled and said, "Miss Song is always researching new things. She even has something that surprises her."

Zhu Ling couldn't hide her excitement and asked her, "How is it? Is this thing fun?"

Song Youan nodded slightly. Although the trick of gradually changing colors when exposed to light is no longer surprising in modern society, it is often used in the clothing and automotive industries.

But it is indeed very fresh in Dazhao, especially when it appears on porcelain.

Seeing this, Zhu Ling explained, "This is the Fuguang Kiln. It took many years to successfully produce this product. The vase in your hand is from the first batch of products fired in the official kiln."

Floating Kiln?

Song Youan knew very little about the development history of these porcelains, but as a fashion designer, she knew a lot about various ancient fabrics. She subconsciously said, "I do know about floating brocade."

"That's right!" Zhu Ling said, "This Fuguang Kiln is named after the Fuguang Brocade."

Because the floating light brocade is also mainly white and blue, with gold and silver threads in it, it shines brightly in the sun.

"I see." Song Youan nodded in understanding and carefully placed the vase on the table. "Thank you, Miss, for opening my eyes. I've learned a lot."

Zhu Ling said, "The firing process for this thing is extremely complicated. There are less than fifty intact finished products. Most of them flow into the palace for the emperor and his empress to use."

As she spoke, she winked at Song Youan and asked, "Miss Song, do you like it? If you do, I will give you this white jade vase."

"what?"

Song Youan was startled and said subconsciously: "This is too valuable, I dare not."

"Why not?" Zhu Ling smiled and said, "It's just a vase, just for display. It's okay to give it to the girl."

"Absolutely not." Song Youan still refused.

If it was just an ordinary vase, it would be fine, but Zhu Ling described it as so precious and rare that she would feel uncomfortable if she accepted it.

Seeing Song Youan's resistance, the smile on Zhu Ling's face gradually faded.

She only sighed softly and lowered her voice and asked, "Miss Song, don't you consider me a friend?"

Song Youan raised his head and looked at Zhu Ling, confused for a moment.

friend?

Can she be friends with the daughter of the Marquis of Fuyang?

She had never thought about this, or perhaps subconsciously, she didn't think she could become friends with the daughter of the Marquis's family.

She is a businessman. If it weren't for making money, she might not have any interaction with the other party.

"Forget it." Zhu Ling forced a smile and waved his hand, signaling Cuizhu to take the vase away. Then he looked at Song Youan and asked, "Miss Song, did you bring the refreshing thing?"

"Yes." Song Youan quickly took out a small emerald green bottle from his sleeve pocket. If you didn't look closely, it looked quite similar to a perfume bottle.

"What is this?"

"This thing is called Fengyoujing."

"Fengyoujing?" Zhu Ling asked curiously, "Is it for drinking?"

"Uh..." Song Youan hesitated for a moment and said, "Theoretically, this thing can be taken orally, but it is not recommended."

Without waiting for Zhu Ling to ask again, Song Youan took the initiative to explain: "It has many uses, but I often use it to refresh myself. Just drop two drops on your fingers and gently rub your temples, and your mind will be instantly clear."

"So simple? Will it work?" Zhu Ling stood up doubtfully and sat down on the chair next to Song Youan: "Try it on me first."

Song Youan smiled and nodded, then applied the lotion evenly on Zhu Ling's temple using the method she had explained.

In an instant, it was like a refreshing autumn breeze blowing in from the temples on both sides. I felt the acupuncture points were cool and transparent, and my whole body felt as if a cold wind was blowing over my head, and I instantly became energetic.

“Oh…oh…it’s so cold…”

Zhu Ling subconsciously fanned his temples with his hands, but the more he fanned, the cooler he felt. All the tiredness he felt after breakfast was instantly swept away.

Seeing this, Song Youan said softly, "Don't worry, Miss. The chill will gradually subside in a while."

"This thing is amazing." Zhu Ling swept away the depression in his heart and became excited again: "Miss Song, this thing of yours is very useful."

Song Youan knew the uses of Fengyoujing, so he naturally understood that it would be easy to popularize this thing.

In modern society, students and office workers like to use it to refresh their minds. It can also repel mosquitoes, relieve itching, and even remove dirt. It has a wide range of uses.

"Cuizhu, go call my second brother." Zhu Ling ordered impatiently.

Cuizhu agreed, turned around and left quickly.

After a while, Cuizhu returned empty-handed: "Miss, the second young master is reading in the study and said not to disturb him."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ling looked at Song Youan helplessly: "I told you, this guy has become stupid from studying too much."

After saying that, he pulled Song Youan out of the house: "If he doesn't come, we'll go over there and use this thing to open his eyes."

This was the first time that Song Youan came to another courtyard in the Marquis' Mansion. Unlike the luxurious courtyard of Zhu Ling, the courtyard of the second young master was very ordinary, not even elegant.

A wooden window on one side was half open, and Zhu Zhe was sitting in front of the window studying. He didn't even hear them coming, which shows how focused he was.

"Second brother!"

Zhu Ling yelled, and Zhu Zhe was so frightened that he almost dropped the book in his hand.

Seeing the person coming, Zhu Zhe patted his chest with lingering fear: "Stinky girl, you have nothing to do and come to seek fun from my second brother again."

After that, he greeted Song Youan: "Miss Song, nice to see you again."

Song Youan bowed through the window and said, "A humble lady wishes you well, young marquis."

Zhu Ling leaned against the window and said, "Second brother, Miss Song brought you something good."