him and her cat

Chapter 41
She had a bad sense of direction, so she searched around for a long time according to the address found on her mobile phone. Finally, she had to find a residential area and asked the security guards to find the DIY pottery bar facing the street.

The facade is small, with pink and white cotton curtains hanging, and the inside reveals a halo of yellow, which looks very warm.

Shujia held the phone in his hand, opened the curtain and went in.

There are two floors inside, very lively, with adults and children alike.

The proprietress sitting behind the counter saw Shujia coming in and got up to greet her.

"Is this your first time here?"

A little girl in an apron asked with a smile, very gentle.

Shujia nodded.

The proprietress held the brochure, showed Shujia the pictures, and introduced: "We can make clay strips, hand-draw embryos, paint on porcelain plates, hand-made pottery, and engrave names here."

Shujia looked down carefully, and asked, "How long does it take to make a pottery here?"

The proprietress thought about it for a while, "After you finish it, you can come and pick it up in six or seven days."

"Ah", Shujia hesitated, and asked, "Can I take it now that I've made it?"

"Are you in a hurry?"

The proprietress was a little surprised.

"It's urgent, I want to take it before twelve o'clock tonight."

"This"

The other party hesitated.

Shujia hurriedly said, "I don't want glaze color, just a simple pottery embryo, engrave a few words and dry it."

The proprietress saw how determined she was, so she nodded, "That's fine."

She followed behind the proprietress, visiting while walking.

There are several drawing machines in the pottery bar, and a wide variety of finished and semi-finished products are randomly placed on the wooden shelves aside.

"Miss, you sit here for a while, and a master will come to teach you how to make it soon."

The proprietress took Shujia to a small room with a pottery utensil in the middle and a sink next to it.

Shujia nodded and agreed, "Okay."

After the proprietress went out, Shujia sat on a small wooden bench and looked at the machine in front of her curiously.

There are also small vases, small pots, and small teacups in the room
She was watching so intently that the master didn't even notice when he came in.

She didn't look up until she was patted on the shoulder.

A slightly chubby middle-aged man bent over and looked at Shujia with a smile, "Miss, wash your hands, let's start."

The master took Shujia to knead the mud, and asked her wishes while instructing, "What do you want to make?"

Shujia concentrated on rubbing the mud on her hands, and was taken aback when she heard this question.

"Let's make a cup." She roughly recalled it in her mind, "I want that kind of peach-heart base, the cup body starts from the bottom and gradually becomes smaller at the cup mouth. What's more, the handle also needs to be Lovely."

Doing this kind of manual work needs to be done slowly, which is a test of one's patience.

But enjoying yourself slowly is also a kind of enjoyment.

Shujia may be born with a talent for handwork, and after about half an hour, he will be able to pull the embryo by himself.

Her hands were full of mud, and she slowly pushed the embryo pulling machine around with her hands.

The muddy water slipped from the fingers and splashed on the face from time to time.

At the beginning, she was too hasty to do it, and then it was out of shape.

She failed several times, and with the tips given by her master, she slowly grinded for two or three hours.Until the store was gone, she finally made what she wanted. The soil was uniform in thickness, symmetrical in shape, and free of cracks and air bubbles.

The master fixed Shujia's finished product, and joked: "You are quite talented in doing this. I helped many customers finish it later."

Shujia washed his palms with water, and said with a smile, "I usually like to do handicrafts myself, so I'm more calm."

"By the way." She suddenly remembered, "I want to engrave characters, can you master?"

"Okay."

By the time they left the store, the moonlight outside was as cool as water, and the night was quiet.

Shujia took out her mobile phone to check, the time was almost ten o'clock, and there were still a few missed calls.

Two are Jiang Yuyu, and one is
Zhou Dang?

Shujia thought about it for a while, carefully holding the box in her hand, and while hailing a taxi by the side of the road, she called Jiang Yuyu.

"Hey?"

It rang twice and was quickly picked up.

"Have you finished eating?"

Jiang Yuyu was very noisy there, she said, "Wait a minute, I'll change my position."

"After eating, I'm singing."

As she talked and walked, the noise soon became quieter.

Shujia's ears finally felt better, "Where are you singing?"

"Just next to the hotel."

Shujia nodded, oh, and asked, "Is Zhou Dang with you?"

(End of this chapter)