The sturdy farmer's wife: the prince's favorite concubine

Chapter 61 Purple Ceramic Field
After they left the village, they walked towards the town. Not far away, they saw the purple pottery field billowing with black smoke. Yang Yuanxiang made porcelain here in his previous life to support the Du family's family.

She remembered that there was an old porcelain-burning master in it, who was very skilled in craftsmanship, and she had some mentorship with her, but one year later, she accidentally burned her hand with the red-hot porcelain embryo, and her five fingers were all stuck together. As a spectator here, the evening scene is very bleak.

But the old master was very kind, and taught Yang Yuanxiang a lot of skills, and even taught her to recognize many herbs.

This person is Master Xie. Although he has the same surname as Shaoting Xie, it has nothing to do with him, not even his family, because Master Xie is the adopted son of Widow Xie in the village. No one remembers his own surname.

Seeing Master Xie busy in and out of the distance, Yang Yuanxiang suddenly felt as if he had passed away. Now, Master Xie's hand has not been injured, and he is considered one of the best masters in this porcelain field. There are many apprentices, and even the boss has to give them face. They say that the boss can't intervene when the furnace is opened.

Yang Yuanxiang opened his mouth and wanted to call him, but remembered that the current master Xie didn't know him, so he pulled Xie Shaoting over and said to a boy who was watching the door.

"Brother, can you help me call Master Xie?"

The boy guarding the gate became annoyed when he saw that she was dressed like a country girl.

"My master is also what you can see if you want? My master is busy and has no time to see you."

Yang Yuanxiang was not happy when he heard that, this little brother was unfamiliar to her, and he must have left after working for a long time, otherwise how could he not know him?In her previous life, she knew basically all the people in the porcelain burning field.

Everyone is very easy to get along with. It's a pity that she is a girl, and they all give her leisure jobs, and several of them say that she should find Du Zishu and leave, and stay in the porcelain burning place to find a like-minded person, so as not to make money to support her husband's family .

Thinking of his stupidity back then, Yang Yuanxiang kept shaking his head.

"Brother, I am Master Xie's niece. If you have a word with him, he promises to come out to see me."

As Yang Yuanxiang spoke, he recalled the formula for firing porcelain that Master Xie taught her back then.

"The floating glaze layer is not evenly peeled off, and fly wing patterns can be seen on the glaze surface."

She also remembered this sentence, although she didn't know what it meant, but she remembered that Master Xie said that this sentence is the formula for judging whether it is good or bad after glazing.

Hearing this, the boy walked in half-believingly, but he was a little unsure. This sounded like Master Xie's formula, so he turned his head and took a look at Yang Yuanxiang.

"Wait here, whether my master will see you or not is still a matter."

Yang Yuanxiang groaned and stood at the door. Master Xie's words could not be false, and she was sure that Master Xie would definitely meet her.

Sure enough, as soon as the boy said this, Master Xie raised his eyebrows and looked outside the gate twice.

He had no children, no siblings, let alone a niece, but what this girl said interested him a lot.

Lao Xie has no other hobbies in his life, and he has devoted himself to this porcelain. If there is anything that can tempt him, he doesn't like anything besides this porcelain.

There is not even a woman around me all these years, which is because of the delay of porcelain.

After looking at Yang Yuanxiang, Master Xie also felt that he didn't know her, but these two words tickled his heart, so he greeted her and followed the boy out.

"Little girl, did you tell me what you said just now?"

Yang Yuanxiang nodded.

"Master Xie, can't you find a place to say a few words?"

Master Xie looked at Xie Shaoting, then at the other boy, and said.

"You two wait here, I will have a word with this girl."

When Xie Shaoting heard this, like a wolf protecting a calf, he grabbed Yang Yuanxiang's wrist and brought her behind him.

"Master Xie, you can talk if you want to talk, and I have to go too."

When Master Xie heard this, he frowned immediately. Over the years, many people wanted to talk to him. This was the first time he met someone who was so impolite. He was about to refuse, but Yang Yuanxiang patted Xie Shaoting on the shoulder. .

"Brother Lin Sheng, don't worry, master Xie is the best master in this purple pottery field, he is a very good person, I will be fine."

Old Xie was upset at first, but after hearing this, he finally felt a little more at ease, and seeing the worried look on the boy's face, he coughed twice.

"All right, all right, come along, it's not something you can't listen to, if you want to listen, come here."

As he said that, he walked into the small woods beside him with his hands behind his back. The boy watching the gate followed closely for two steps. He also wanted to go and have a look, so he only listened to Master Xie.

"Stinky boy, guard the door, dare to join in the fun of anything, be careful I will punish you to guard the gate for ten days."

The boy pursed his lips in fright after hearing this, and hurried back to stand there, Yang Yuanxiang and Xie Shaoting followed and entered the forest.

The three stood still, seeing no one around, Master Xie raised his chin.

"Come on girl, where did you hear those two sentences?"

Yang Yuanxiang thought for a while, and finally he could only open his mouth to explain.

"Master Xie, you may not believe it. You told me yourself. You also said that the glaze of porcelain depends on the heat. Some need to be warmed, some must be cooled, and some need to be kiln Put it on once before, and put it on again after it comes out of the kiln."

When Master Xie heard this, his eyes widened.

"Little girl, don't lie. I have lived for more than forty years, and I have never said this. Although it is my craft and the words are good, I have never said a word."

When Yang Yuanxiang heard this, he knew that Master Xie couldn't hide it, so he knelt on the ground all at once.

"Master Xie, I won't lie to you. You were really my master in your previous life. You taught me these words word by word. I know you don't believe me when I say this, but there is one thing you and I have said, you Verify it and you will know that what I said is true or false."

Master Xie saw her swearing, and quickly pulled her up.

"Girl, let me listen to you first. If this is true, it's okay if I accept you as an apprentice again, but if this is false, I can only ask you carefully. have your craftsmanship stolen?"

Yang Yuanxiang heard that there was hope, so he pointed to the porcelain field.

"Master, if I remember correctly, in another three days, something big will happen to this porcelain factory. You have to remember that when the No. [-] gourd kiln opens, you have to stand far away and protect your own hand, or your right hand will be scalded, and from now on you will never be able to touch porcelain, and you will not be able to burn good porcelain."

(End of this chapter)