Portable Museum

"but!

Let's get to the front of the ugly talk, whoever takes minor flaws to repair things for the sake of bonuses, and fools things.

Once it is discovered, from the quality inspection director to you old masters, none of them can escape, and they will be punished as they want. I guarantee that it will not only hurt you, but also make you feel bad when you think about it.

I will nail you to the pillar of shame forever. "Zhang Junping smiled brightly, as if he was telling a joke, but when he heard it in everyone's ears, he felt chills in his heart.

"Manager, don't worry! I, Lao Niu, guarantee with my personality that I won't let any slightly flawed product get in.

If there is a problem, I will not be named Niu in the future! "Niu Wensheng quickly stood up and promised loudly.

Among the people here, he knew Zhang Junping best.

My master always calls Master Zhang when he sees him, can he be easy to mess with?
"I have a set of orders here! The total number of orders for the first phase is [-] pieces!

This is the pattern, you all have a look! "Zhang Junping distributed the drawings he had prepared to everyone.

"This set of orders is for everyone to practice their hands. After this order is completed, basically there will be no restrictions on what styles of porcelain you can make. You can design your own according to your own preferences."

There is no limit to the device type, and you can design your own device type, which is definitely good news for these masters.

Although I have been making porcelain and firing kilns all my life, I am somewhat hypocritical. I always feel that my current job depresses me, and I always make porcelain according to the design draft of experts, which depresses myself.

Unable to perform at their highest level.

Therefore, the self-designed device mentioned by Zhang Junping is the best news for them.

"However, when you design your own device type, you should keep in mind the following bottom line.

In the future, the porcelain produced by our fine porcelain factory will all have: China Impression!

The porcelain you design and fire, in a sense, will represent the impression of China in the future.

I hope all masters can understand the meaning of these four words!

We don't want to bring glory to the country, but we can't lose the face of the country because of our craftsmanship. You should think about it carefully. "Zhang Junping said to everyone sincerely.

This is also a helpless move.

I hope that the four words [China Impression] will make them feel in awe, so that they don't mess around.

No way, that's human nature.

The ancient emperors, relying on the deterrence of beheading and ransacking their homes, forced these porcelain craftsmen to strive for perfection and burn out the most perfect porcelain.

No one dares to make jokes about 7501 porcelain, and they have to make the most perfect porcelain with all their efforts.

This is respect from the heart.

Zhang Junping has no way to make the killing decision of the ancient emperors, nor does he have the charisma of Mao Zu, so he can only use money and the righteousness of the country to guide them, hoping that they can burn perfect porcelain with their hearts.

Zhang Junping stayed in JDZ for a few more days, led the crowd to burn another kiln of porcelain, watched the crowd with his own eyes, his face was full of reluctance, and he resolutely smashed all the porcelains with minor flaws and below, and then he smiled with satisfaction .

More than 5000 pieces of porcelain from this kiln were selected, and more than 900 pieces of flawless porcelain were selected, and the production rate of flawless porcelain is still very high.

This is also due to Zhang Junping's improvement of the firing process on the existing basis, so that the firewood can be burned more fully and the porcelain can be heated more evenly.

Zhang Junping thought in his heart that if the temperature-controllable electric heating kiln is used, the production rate of flawless grade should be improved.

Slightly flawed products, defective products, are mainly caused by uneven heating, excessive heating of the glaze or insufficient heat, which leads to inconsistent chemical reactions of the shaft material, and the defects of the porcelain are caused.

If a temperature-controllable electric heating porcelain kiln is built, and after a period of exploration, the optimum reaction temperature of the glaze and the optimum heating time are determined, then the production rate of the flawless grade will definitely skyrocket.

However, Zhang Junping has no time to study this matter himself, so he can only leave it to Scarface, Niu Wensheng and experts from the Ceramic Research Institute.

He has been in JDZ for almost [-] days, and it is already June, and he has to leave for Paris to prepare for the tour exhibition in July.

When Zhang Junping left, he took away 600 more than [-] pieces of porcelain that had been fired before.

These porcelains are all flawless porcelains.

Each piece of porcelain can be presented as a national gift to international friends.

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Back to the company, it is natural to have a meeting to learn about the situation of each department.

Zhang Junping didn't speak until all the departments had reported their situation.

"Sister Chen, I brought over 600 more than [-] pieces of porcelain from JDZ, hurry up and arrange for someone to compile the files and then seal the boxes.

As for packing boxes, it is better to find a woodwork factory to produce them. "Zhang Junping explained to Chen Lijun.

"Manager, I'm really too busy here!
It turns out that there are less than [-] pieces of calligraphy and painting alone. Since the promotion of the tour exhibition, those contracted artists seem to have been on hormones. During the month or so of your absence, the number of calligraphy and painting works has increased by three to four thousand.

There are also handicrafts pulled back from jade carving factories, tooth carving factories, mahogany silver-inlaid artwork factories, and cloisonne handicraft factories. These add up to less than [-] pieces.

You have brought more than 1000 pieces, I am too busy..." Chen Lijun protested resentfully.

"Well, what you said is indeed a problem! Then I will discuss it with the secretary, and then we will set up a special file management department and merge the warehouse into this department.

This department will be responsible for compiling and archiving all future works of art.

However, for the time being, you still have to work hard, and there are not enough staff, so you can contact universities such as Tsinghua University, Peking University, Beijing Normal University, and CAFA to ask them to send more students.

I believe all universities will support such a good work-study opportunity.

The [-] to [-] works of art have been accumulated into one piece, and it will be easier to compile these works of art in the future. "Zhang Junping could only comfort Chen Lijun.

I am afraid of catching up with everything. With the accumulation of tens of thousands of works of art, the work of filing is indeed very busy.

"Okay! Then I'll go back and contact those universities, and ask for more work-study students." Chen Lijun could only nod.

"By the way, have the first batch of artworks been sent out?"

"It was sent out, two weeks ago, the day after you went to JDZ, it was sent out."

"I see! You arrange the family affairs and hand them over to the team leaders. This time you go abroad with me." Zhang Junping nodded and talked about another matter.

"Good manager!" Chen Lijun agreed with joy.

"Okay, let's do it on your side first." Zhang Junping took a sip of tea from the teacup and said to Chen Lijun.

"Ok!"

"Manager Zheng, I plan to take a group of interns out when I go abroad this time. You can screen them out. Those who are not firm in their thinking should be screened out first.

Then select unmarried employees with better grades and stable family backgrounds. "Zhang Junping turned to Zheng Dongmei and said.

Zhang Junping was also worried that after taking these young people out, he couldn't afford to have some bad things happen again.

"Okay! I got it!"

"As for the candidates, you should also ask Manager Chen for advice. After all, those people are all working in her department now."

"Okay!" Zheng Dongmei and Chen Lijun nodded in agreement at the same time.

"Manager Ye, go to the bureau and report to Director Cao about our going abroad, and then ask them to help you apply for visas for going abroad.

This time the time to go abroad is relatively long, so let's go directly to the work visa. "Zhang Junping said to Ye Lihua again.

"Okay, after the meeting, I'll go to the Press and Publishing Bureau." Ye Lihua readily agreed.

"Director Liao, your security department will select 30 people this time and go to France with the rest of the company.

In the future, they will be permanently stationed in France, and you should check the personnel. "Zhang Junping explained to Liao Bushi again.

"Understood!" Liao Bushi agreed straightforwardly.

"..." Zhang Junping was about to continue talking when the phone rang.

Xia Guoxiang picked up the phone, said a few words, and said to Zhang Junping, "Master, the Shichahai Street Office is calling."

"Street Office?" Zhang Junping answered the phone in doubt.

After saying a few words, I hung up the phone.

"Do you have anything else to do? If not, then the meeting will be adjourned!" Zhang Junping simply announced the adjournment.

Everyone left Zhang Junping's office one after another.

"Pingzi, what does the street office want from you?" Wu Xinping and Ye Lihua stayed behind and asked with concern.

"It's nothing serious, it's just that Mrs. Yang from the Hutongkou Noodle Shop is critically ill and wants to see me." Zhang Junping sighed.

"Then you go!" Ye Lihua also knew the noodle shop, and hurriedly urged.

"Okay, I'll go right now, sister-in-law. For the visa application, you take Juanzi and let her run errands with you." After Zhang Junping finished speaking, he took the car keys and went out.

Galloping all the way, I came to Shichahai Hutong, the home of Mrs. Yang.

At the gate of Mrs. Yang's house, I met Director Zhao of the sub-district office.

"Director Zhao, what's the matter? I saw Mrs. Yang some time ago, and she was in good health. Why did she suddenly become like this?"

"Hey! When the heart is gone, the body will collapse!" Director Zhao sighed.

"Then send it to the hospital quickly! If the money is short, I will take care of it."

"I went to the hospital, and the hospital said that there is no rule of law! It's the old man who has lost the desire to live, and there is nothing he can do when the gods come." Director Zhao explained.

"No, Director Zhao, why did Mrs. Yang suddenly lose her desire to live?
What happened? "

"When the state was sorting out the archives, it discovered the name of Mrs. Yang's husband. Mrs. Yang's husband was originally named Yang Chuanli. He joined the organization in 1928. He changed his name to Yang Zhenhua because he was worried that his family would be retaliated by the Japanese and puppet troops.

In 1942, he died on the anti-Japanese battlefield.

Because of the war and Yang Zhenhua's name change, he has been unable to contact his family.

later……

It was not until recently that the country was sorting out the archives before contacting Mrs. Yang. Director Zhao explained.

Zhang Junping understood that Mrs. Yang was able to survive so many difficult years as a woman, supported by only one belief, which was to wait for her husband to come back.

As a result, in the end, what was waiting was a bad news and a suicide note.

Mrs. Yang lost her belief in living, and her body collapsed instantly.

Her love noodle shop eventually became a legend.

"I understand! Director Zhao, I'll go in and see Mrs. Yang." Zhang Junping nodded heavily.

"Go, Mrs. Yang probably has something to tell you."

"I know!" Zhang Junping nodded.

Walking into the house with a heavy heart, in the dim room, Mrs. Yang was lying on the bed, already in a semi-conscious state.

Mrs. Yang's grandson was lying on the bed, holding onto Mrs. Yang's hand, crying silently.

Zhang Junping walked to the bed, reached out and touched Yang Jindong's head.

poor child.

"Old lady Yang, old lady Yang! I'm here!" Zhang Junping called softly.

"Ping...Ping...zi..." Hearing Zhang Junping's call, Mrs. Yang opened her eyes, breathing weakly.

"Old lady Yang!" Zhang Junping quickly took out a sandalwood box from his briefcase, opened it, took out a piece of ginseng, and stuffed it into Old lady Yang's mouth.

This piece of ginseng was not ordinary ginseng, it was half a ginseng collected by Zhang Junping after a lot of effort.

Seven taels are ginseng, and eight taels are treasures.

This half ginseng is ginseng treasure, which is the century-old ginseng often mentioned in novels.

Centennial ginseng can hang your life.

Originally, Zhang Junping did not intend to take out the century-old ginseng.

The relationship between him and Mrs. Yang was good, but not so good that he would hang her with century-old ginseng.

Zhang Junping is generous and can be regarded as a good person, but he is not a bad person.

Casually took out the century-old ginseng to save people.

The reason why it was taken out was because of a revolutionary martyr like Yang Zhenhua, and it was also because of the unswerving love between the two.

The [-]-year-old ginseng quickly exerted its medicinal effect, and Mrs. Yang's face became rosy, and her whole body became energetic.

"Pingzi!"

"Old lady Yang, what are you doing? You have lived so long, why can't you think about it?" Zhang Junping said while holding Old Lady Yang's hand.

"Pingzi, I'm going to find my old man, it's just my poor grandson..."

"Mrs. Yang, do you still know your grandson? Tell me, you haven't finished this task yet, how can you rush to see Mr. Yang?
No matter what you do, you have to wait until you have trained Dongzi to be a man, and then you can tell him a daughter-in-law before you leave. Zhang Junping persuaded with a smile.

Mrs. Yang's illness was not cured by medicine stones, it was simply because Mrs. Yang lost the belief in living.

Therefore, a simple cold caused Mrs. Yang's body to collapse and her body organs to fail.

"Pingzi, old lady, I beg you one thing..."

"Mrs. Yang, do you want to hand over Dongzi to me?" Zhang Junping had already guessed why Mrs. Yang came to him.

"Yes! Among the people my old lady knows, you are the only one. I am most at ease in entrusting Dongzi to you."

"You! You will really find me something to do!

Tell me about you old lady, why don't you live well and take care of Dongzi by yourself?Have to give it to me? " Zhang Junping said while giving old lady Yang his pulse.

"Pingzi, I can't do it anymore. The old man is over there alone. He can't eat well or dress well. I don't worry. I have to take care of him!
Dongzi, grandma is sorry for you, I can't grow up with you, grandma is selfish!
Now, I just want to find your grandpa as soon as possible..." Old Madam Yang's cloudy eyes shed tears of reluctance.

"Mrs. Yang, Mr. Yang has been lonely for decades, not less than ten years.

How about you bring up Dongzi before going to accompany Mr. Yang? "Zhang Junping tried to arouse Mrs. Yang's belief in living.

"Pingzi, don't try to persuade me, I know my own body.

Dongzi, I will leave it to you. "Mrs. Yang begged, clutching Zhang Junping's arm tightly.

Zhang Junping knew through the pulse signal that it was all over now.

The organs in Mrs. Yang's body have failed, and now she is holding on.

This tone is the reluctance to Dongzi.

"Dongzi, kneel down and kowtow to me three times." Zhang Junping said to Dongzi.

"Uncle Ping?!" Dongzi looked up blankly, not understanding why Zhang Junping suddenly asked him to kowtow.

"Kowtow to me three times, and you will be my apprentice from now on!

Mrs. Yang, I accept Dongzi as an apprentice, so you can rest assured? "Zhang Junping said to Mrs. Yang with a smile.

"Pingzi, you... you are a good person! Thank you... thank you!" Mrs. Yang thanked weakly.

"Old lady Yang, what else do you want to explain?" Zhang Junping asked softly.

"Box...box..." Mrs. Yang pointed to a box beside the bed with difficulty.

Zhang Junping quickly opened the box, inside

There are some clothes, I flipped through them, and there is a red cloth bag underneath.

Zhang Junping took out the red cloth bag, "You want this!"

Madam Yang nodded.

Zhang Junping handed the red cloth bag to Mrs. Yang.

Mrs. Yang raised her hand, and finally said weakly: "Hit...open!"

Zhang Junping helped her open the red cloth bag, which contained a book, an old-fashioned house deed, and some money.

"Book!"

This is a very common thread-bound Three Character Classic, which is quite old.

Zhang Junping picked up the book, opened it, and found a black and white photo inside.

It is a group photo, it should be a group photo of Yang Zhenhua and Mrs. Yang when they were young.

Zhang Junping handed the photo to Mrs. Yang.

Seeing the photo, Mrs. Yang cheered up, raised her hand to take the photo, and held the photo tightly to her chest, the muddy tears could not stop flowing down.

After crying for a long time, Mrs. Yang picked up the house deed and put it in Zhang Junping's hands.

"Don't worry, the yard will belong to Dongzi in the future, and no one can take it away." Zhang Junping promised.

"Okay! Thank you Pingzi! You are a good person!" Mrs. Yang finally explained everything, closed her eyes, and murmured: "Old man, I'm here!"

"You say you are an old lady, you are so old, why do you still give out good person cards?" Zhang Junping smiled and shook his head, his eyes were a little red.

After a while, Zhang Junping stood up and said to Director Zhao: "Director Zhao, Mrs. Yang is gone! What do you think about the funeral?"

"Grandma! Grandma, don't go!" Dongzi cried heart-piercingly when he heard this.

"Mrs. Yang is a family member of a martyr. I will report to my superiors right away. There will be funeral expenses and so on."

"Director Zhao, that's not what I said.

Can you ask and see where Mr. Yang is buried.

Let's see if we can move Mr. Yang's body back and bury it with Mrs. Yang. "