Enter the Room

  Chapter 81

  Song Jiyun caressed his forehead, somewhat dumbfounded.

  But her heart, which had been hanging in the air, fell firmly to the ground.

  Although I don't know how Yuan Yunzhong knew that she needed Sinan urgently now, but he was willing to help her, and he probably didn't take the gap between the two of them into consideration.

   Is this better than anything?

  Then do you want to go over and explain it?

  Song Jiyun looked at the mud in his hand, thinking about the sacrificial white porcelain that was about to be handed over to the Imperial Kiln Factory, and finally decided to deal with the most important thing before going to repair the relationship with Yuan Yunzhong.

  She made kaolin cups, bowls, plates, etc., and Zheng Quan had already found the master who built the kiln.

  The two put the sagger into the kiln, and started to fire the kiln with coal instead of firewood.

  Zheng Quandao: "Miss, you go and rest first! I will follow your instructions, and I will call you when the biscuit is fired."

  Song Jiyun nodded, told him a few times, and went to rest.

  When she woke up in the evening, Zheng Quan had already removed the kiln, and happily pointed it out to her: "Miss, it's all finished!"

   This is the experience summed up by later generations.

  The kaolin mud is first fired at the temperature of ceramics, then glazed, and fired again at the temperature of porcelain, which has better stability and higher yield than direct firing.

  Song Jiyun smiled, divided the green glaze brought back from the kiln into five parts, took the magnet removed from the compass, and slowly passed one part of the green glaze.

  Zheng Quan was puzzled and said: "Miss, what are you going to do?"

  Song Jiyun smiled and said, "I'm going to try to make a single-color porcelain."

   Zheng Quan didn't understand.

  Song Jiyun did not explain, and put the green glaze in his hand aside, and passed the remaining five green glazes one by one twice, one by three times, adding up in turn, and the last one was passed five times.

   This is what an artist she sponsored told her.

  It is said that from celadon to sweet white porcelain, the only difference is the iron content of the glaze.

  He explained in detail at the time, but she preferred to collect jewelry at that time, and she was too professional, so she didn't listen carefully.

   I don’t know how to operate it.

   Now she can only try to find a way to try a little bit, and see how much iron content is absorbed from the green glaze, so that sweet white porcelain can be fired.

  She couldn't do it well, so she called another master glazer in the kiln factory to help her.

  This master chef is called Gu Qing, but at the age of twenty-seven or eight, his hands are extremely steady. The black-gray glaze is poured on it, the thickness is even, and it has not been fired yet. It is like black pottery, exuding its own unique beauty.

  Gu Qing was very interested, and said: "Miss, is this something left by the old club? I look at this glaze and it seems to be different from before."

In the eyes of others, before the glaze is diluted, it is the gray of vegetation, and after dilution, it is black and gray. Only masters who have soaked in it for more than ten years or even decades will use their own feelings or Intuitively found the difference.

  Song Jiyun didn't want to cause extra problems, and said with a smile: "It was left by my father before his death. I was a little uncertain before, so I burned so many. This time there was a problem with the white porcelain, so I had to take the risk and try to burn it."

  Her father has built a strong reputation in the kiln factory, and is loved and trusted by everyone.

Sure enough, when she said this, Gu Qing immediately showed a joyful smile, and said: "Since it is left by the old boss, it will definitely succeed! When the old boss was alive, he had fired three-color glaze. It's a pity that the capital doesn't like it." , and then did not continue to burn.”

   A few people chatted and laughed, and quickly glazed all the things Song Jiyun made. After they were dry, he helped put them in the saggers, and then returned to the kiln.

  Song Cuiyun still used coal and started firing for the second time.

  This is also the experience summed up by later generations.

  Coal has a higher ignition point than pine wood, and can quickly burn out the needed porcelain.

  There are many reasons why later generations did not continue to use coal to burn kilns, except for pollution, but what she is currently facing is expensive.

  Pine wood is everywhere in the mountains around Jingdezhen. If you want to buy coal and burn it back, the cost of transportation and other things will be much more expensive than firewood.

   Such a small-scale urgent-use pilot project is okay, but a large-scale one will not work.

  Song Cuiyun stood guard in front of the kiln, waiting to get out of the kiln.

  The smoke at home cannot be hidden from others.

  Many people know that Song Jiyun is firing a kiln, but they don't know what she is firing.

   Two days later, the fire was turned off, and another day, the kiln was turned on.

Pulling apart the sagger, most of them are crooked things of unknown color, only a small milky white hand cup in the pile of coarse gravel on the left, which is crystal clear in the sun, moist as Suet, spotless, like pearls and jade.

   "Miss, Miss!" Zheng Quan, who was helping Song Jiyun pick up the sagger, stuttered, "This, what is this?"

  He also grew up in Song's parents, and he often went to the kiln factory with Song Youliang when he was a child. If he was not really talented and born with supernatural power, Song Youliang would definitely train him as a master master or a big shopkeeper in the kiln factory.

  He knows more about porcelain than ordinary kiln workers.

  He has never seen such a beautiful utensil.

  He didn't even dare to take it with his hands, for fear that the calluses on his hands would hurt the pure white jade cup.

  Song Jiyun let out a long breath and laughed heartily.

  She picked up the pressing cup, looked at the number on the bottom of the sagger, and couldn't help but secretly calculate in her heart, how many taels of green glaze and how much iron filings are passed is the correct ratio.

   In order to ensure correctness, it is best to burn again on a large scale

   She is really lucky to be able to burn a finished product at one time!

  Song Jiyun ordered Zheng Quan: "Smash all the remaining porcelain and bury it at the pier."

  The soil where the porcelain is buried cannot be used for farming, so it should not be thrown away.

   "Okay!" Zheng Quan grinned silly, and whispered to her, "Miss, are we successful?"

  Song Jiyun nodded, and said with a smile: "In the future, the Song family's white porcelain will be truly invincible."

  Zheng Quan didn't understand why she said that, but he had seen sacrificial white porcelain fired for the imperial kiln factory.

   is also white. But it was that pale. Unlike the hand-pressing cup that was fired this time, it has a warm luster, like beautiful jade, which makes people look very comfortable.

  He knows that it is different to burn out one by one and burn out a bunch in batches.

  It turned out that Song Youliang often did such experiments at home.

  It burns well at home, but it cannot be fired in a kiln.

   In Song Youliang's study, there are still many unique items that he burned.

  He pointed to the cup in Song Jiyun's hand, and said excitedly: "Should we go to the kiln later, or tomorrow? When they see this cup, they will definitely go crazy with joy, and they can't wait to start the kiln immediately!"

   Moreover, the eldest lady won the battle completely, and she really gained a foothold in the kiln factory.

  He couldn't be happier.

  Song Jiyun wanted to give this cup to Yuan Yunzhong.

  She once promised Yuan Yunzhong that if a single-color porcelain was fired, she would give him one.

  He knew that when she was looking for Sinan, didn't he also send Sinan over?

   It's just that she didn't find out in time and let him return without success.

  Song Jiyun couldn't help but "puchi" smile.

   found that she didn't seem to see Yuan Yunzhong these days.

  She couldn't help asking Zheng Quan: "Have you seen Mr. Yuan these days?"

  Zheng Quan was puzzled and said, "I've been burning porcelain with you for the past few days..."

   "Oh!" Song Jiyun interrupted him, and said, "Let's go to the kiln later! The sooner we burn the sacrificial white porcelain, the sooner we can rest assured!"

  Zheng Quan also felt that it made sense, so he turned and went to the sedan chair hall.

  Song Jiyun took the cup and went to Yinyu Hall.

   Come to a career chapter, you can't always fall in love...

  (end of this chapter)