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When Cai Xiaowen returned to his home, it was already dark.Tang Yuan sat cross-legged on a high stool in the front hall, dozing off with her head drooping.Hearing the loud sound of the door being kicked open, she rubbed her eyes, looked hard at Cai Xiaowen who came in wrapped in the wind, and was startled.

"Miss...why are you like this? The Yulan Festival hasn't come yet? I've been waiting for you, and the master is already asleep. He asked me to buy a chamber pot, but I didn't go."

Cai Xiaowen grabbed the piggy pot on the table and gurgled and poured it into someone's nose.

"Hoo... hiccup!" Cai Xiaowen hiccupped and murmured loudly, "Why did you say the same thing as that wind chime?! Am I rushing to celebrate the Yulan Festival?! I did see a ghost! No, Su Youzi is worse than a ghost!" Cai Xiaowen was so angry that he wanted to drop the pot on his hand, but when he raised his hand, he suddenly remembered that this was his favorite little pig pot, and he couldn't bear it anymore, so he gently put the pot back on the table case.The pot didn't fall, and she was still cursing at Su Ying. "Big wooden basin, small wooden basin, Su Yuzi never closes the door to wash her feet!"

"If the master is asleep, you don't close the door when you wash your feet..."

"Shut up! Boil the water! I want to take a bath!" Cai Xiaowen was full of anger, his head was covered in scum, and his body was covered in clay, all thanks to Su Glaze.After the winter jujube hit Su Ying on the forehead, she was dragged off the tree by Su Ying, and she had to make more than ten pottery blanks before she was pardoned and left the Su family.Not to mention the handkerchief, even the handkerchief was taken off by Su Qing.

Cai Xiaowen lay on the tree for two or three hours, already suffering from cold and hunger, and had to honestly make pottery blanks under Su Huang's supervision.Now my hands are cold and sore, and I can't be more embarrassed.She recalled that when she was making pottery blanks, Su Qing was holding a bamboo knife, crossing her arms, circling around while gesticulating, and from time to time, with a straight face, she would hit the back of her hand with the bamboo knife to correct her technique.Cai Xiaowen rubbed the back of his hands, feeling so aggrieved: "When I first learned how to make pottery, my father was never so cruel to me...not even my master...even my master! She is just a senior sister, Why are you attacking me!" She turned around angrily, only to find that the glutinous rice balls had already slipped away to boil water, and she didn't even hear her complain...

There is a screen, and there is hot air.

Cai Xiaowen put his legs flat, leaned against the bathtub and slid down slowly.The hot water overflowed the nose, and the eyes just stared at the dried flowers floating on the water.She let out a long sigh, purr purr purr...

After soaking in hot water for a while, Cai Xiaowen became warm from the inside out.So she healed her scars and forgot about the pain and became happy... When she was happier, she could calmly recall what happened today.She got under the water, stuck her nose out again, let the hot water soak her hair, and thought to herself: Su Youzi is too bad, she didn't run away, but today I was the one who made a mistake... Thinking about it this way, she felt much more balanced.He reached for the soap locust by the side of the bucket, and wiped it on his barren chest: But I didn’t expect that the bad pomelo sifted the clay so carefully and did it over and over again...Let’s not mention me, even the potters in the whole city can’t help it. Few of them are as detailed as her... Cai Xiaowen didn't know that this batch of pottery was official pottery.Guantao means that it may be placed in the Guantao Pavilion for several years and no one cares about it, or it may be directly taken home by dignitaries, or even in the hands of the emperor's relatives. There can be no mistakes.Therefore, Su Glaze is very cautious from the beginning of mud extraction.Cai Xiaowen had never offered official pottery, so naturally he was not used to it, guessing that Su Ying was so careful in order to keep improving.She secretly made a note, and decided to make pottery by herself with such care from tomorrow.She clenched her fist and splashed the hot water: "One day, I will be as good as Su Youzi! Don't...you have to surpass her! Only by surpassing her can Little Pig Pot have the last laugh!

Another few days passed.The first batch of official pottery pots has been out of the kiln, and the wind and cold of Su Glaze have been cured.Before noon, she took two samples of pottery pots to meet the official Shang Zhou Gongzi.Mr. Zhou misses her almost heartbroken, and he is ecstatic to see the real person now.Serving tea, lighting incense, and displaying fruits in person is easy.Even if he stared at Su Ying, he couldn't get enough of it, but he felt that it was not suitable for etiquette, so he could only stop his gaze on her face for a moment when he raised his eyes.Su Ying didn't have any distracting thoughts, nor did she feel that Mr. Zhou's eyes flickered.She pulled out the crockery and got straight to the point.Although these two clay pots are simple in shape, there are half pictures painted on the two pots. When put together, there are nearly a hundred birds of various kinds, which are lifelike by the lake in the setting sun.

At any rate, Mr. Zhou still remembered his business and focused on pottery for the time being.

"This is?"

"Picture of Migratory Birds in Poyang Lake in Winter." Su Ying picked up the teacup and took a sip.She is quite fond of tea.What Young Master Zhou brewed for her was the best tea brought from the capital again, and the fragrance of the tea filled the room as soon as the lid was lifted.

Mr. Zhou looked at each bird carefully, with different colors and postures. "This is glaze?" As soon as the word glaze was uttered, Mr. Zhou had the illusion of being called Su Yang's single name, and his heart skipped a beat.

Su Ying didn't think he was calling her, and said with a smile: "It's not glaze, it's painting. It's painting on the pottery pot after it's finished."

"You drew it?!"

"Yes. I made an agreement with the old Zhou Yuanwai that some of the pottery should be painted. I think the picture of migratory birds is more suitable for winter scenes. Mr. Zhou, do you think it is okay?"

Mr. Zhou only felt that his heart was shot by this woman again, and he was so excited that he said incoherently: "I didn't expect you to draw so well... I have always been surprised... You... I am very yearning for someone who can paint... because I can't learn well..." He simply felt that the girl in front of him should not be born in the world, but should be a person who walked down from the painting.

Su Ying didn't expect Mr. Zhou to be so satisfied, holding tea and laughing: "It's nothing. These two pottery pots are only of the third or fourth grade pottery. I will try my best to paint after I reach the ninth grade pottery."

Mr. Zhou is most obsessed with the way Su Ying seriously talks about pottery. It is not easy to think of his mission at this time: "My father told me. The princess of the dynasty likes pottery, especially the novel and unique shapes. My father said that the pottery of the Su family is perfect. Great atmosphere, if you can add some novel and playful pottery shapes, it will be very good for your highness. Su family pottery may be able to enter the imperial court!" Princess Zhao Yanling is capable and intelligent, has not yet left the cabinet, and has a deep relationship with the emperor.Under the influence of the emperor's thrifty style, she doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry, but prefers porcelain and pottery.According to Mr. Zhou, the princess was not satisfied with the several batches of pottery offered by Yixing.Now Guantao Pavilion is pinning its hopes on Yufeng.

Novelty and novelty... this word is plucking at Su Huang's heartstrings.She was overjoyed, put down her teacup and stood up to thank Mr. Zhou.Young Master Zhou hurriedly returned the salute and asked her to return to her seat, but when he spoke again, his tone suddenly twisted.

"Miss Su...I have to go. The porcelain in Lincheng has to be processed. They can't wait..."

Su Ying nodded, thinking that Mr. Zhou was worried about her pottery: "Don't worry, Mr., you can go back to Yufeng to get the goods after finishing the porcelain business. I won't miss the delivery date."

Mr. Zhou nodded and shook his head again, hesitatingly said: "I'm not worried... I won't be able to stay in Yufeng for long after I come back... I have to go back to Beijing, or I won't be able to catch up with the New Year... Miss Su, have you ever been to the capital?"

"Kaifeng, Kyoto? No."

"On the occasion of the New Year, fireworks will be displayed all night in the city. After the New Year's Eve dinner, everyone will go out to watch the fireworks together as a family, drink the hot New Year's wine distributed by the old brewery, cut the sauced elbow flowers and bacon into slices, serve with Eating with New Year's wine is free..."

Gudu...Su Ying swallowed secretly, pretending to be a little unmoved, and smiled: "That's great. You can go home to celebrate the New Year after finishing your business, and enjoy the family happiness." She picked up the teacup again and drank tea Suppress your hunger.She didn't have much breakfast, and it was almost noon, so she was a little hungry.

"Then I will come to Yufeng again, but it will be next year!"

"Yes, next year I will still be waiting for you, Young Master." Taking another sip, she was really hungry, Su Ying wanted to finish things quickly so that she could go home for dinner.

Young Master Zhou didn't know what was going on in Su Yang's heart, he was too busy to take care of his own thoughts.He frowned tightly, paused for a long time, and finally made up his mind and said: "Are you willing to go with me?!"

"Ah... cough cough cough! cough cough cough cough!"

She choked.