Enter the Room

  Chapter 84

  Yuan Yunzhong didn't seem to notice anything wrong.

  He suddenly threw something to Song Jiyun and said, "Here you are!"

  Song Jiyun was caught off guard, and managed to catch the thing he threw over with all his hands and feet. When he opened it, it turned out to be a purse.

  She raised her head in surprise and looked at Yuan Yunzhong.

  Yuan Yunzhong coughed slightly uncomfortably, and said, "Aren't you looking for Sinan everywhere?"

  Song Cumulus opened his purse.

   Inside is a walnut-sized Simon.

   It seems to be the one he hung around his waist that day.

  She was slightly taken aback.

  Yuan Yunzhong said: "I'll go see how the kiln is doing."

   Go straight past her and head for the entrance of the kiln.

   Song Jiyun looked at it, feeling a little happy for no reason.

   This Sinan is very delicate.

  The bottom of the small square plate is painted dark red with wenge, inlaid with the twenty-eight stars of the heavenly stems and earthly branches inlaid with gold, and a small golden spoon on it, which is gorgeous and lovely.

  Song Jiyun couldn't put it down, he picked up the small spoon and put it back on, and turned the spoon with his fingertips, watching it turn around and return to normal.

  She stood there alone and played for a long time.

  There was a roar of laughter from the crater.

  She repacked Sinan into her purse, hung it together with the ban on her waist, and walked over.

Luo Zixing's big apprentice was pointing at the fire viewing port and proudly said to Yuan Yunzhong: "Other pile masters must judge the temperature in the kiln by looking at the flames and counting how much firewood they burned. Only our master can do everything. No need, just spit into the kiln and you will know if the kiln is finished."

  Luo Zixing suppressed the pride in his heart, and said in a humble tone: "What nonsense are you talking about here? Who is Mr. Yuan? It's your turn to fight."

  The big apprentice Luo Zixing called out "Master" aggrievedly, but looked at Yuan Yunzhong.

  Yuan Yunzhong seemed a little absent-minded, although there was a faint smile on his handsome brows, but his expression was somewhat alienated, and his eyes didn't know where they fell from afar.

  He followed Yuan Yunzhong's gaze and looked over.

  I saw Song Jiyun standing outside the crowd in plain clothes.

   Across the crowd, the eyes of the two seemed to be glued together, but they were separated at the touch of a touch, like afterimages.

  He couldn't help calling out "Miss".

  Everyone followed him to look towards Song Jiyun, shouted "Miss" one after another, and retreated consciously, leaving a passage for her.

  Song Jiyun walked over with a smile.

  Yuan Yunzhong's eyelids drooped slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the purse on Song Jiyun's waist.

  Purple-pink purses hang quietly beside the forbidden step, one soft and the other firm, like flowers and trees that grow together.

  He pursed the corners of his mouth subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth curled up like water chestnuts.

   "What are you talking about?" Song Jiyun smiled, "So lively?"

   Everyone hurriedly said: "The master is talking to Mr. Yuan about his old man's unique skills!"

   Song Jiyun was a little surprised.

  Luo Zixing suffered a lot when he was a child, and his low-key personality allowed him to take the initiative to talk about his own affairs. It seems that Luo Zixing valued Yuan Yunzhong very much.

  She said: "Master Luo is a very good master. At the beginning, my father was able to make up his mind to set up another company because Master Luo was willing to come to our kiln factory."

   I don't know who it is for.

  Someone suddenly exclaimed: "How did the fire in this kiln become like this?"

  Everyone was startled, and they all looked towards the bonfire.

  The orange-red flames were burning fiercely, as if to burn everything up.

   Obviously the temperature rise is too high.

   Song Jiyun frowned.

  You can hear the sound of a needle falling from the mouth of the fire.

  Song Jiyun asked Luo Zixing: "Did you not add coal as I said?"

  No one spoke, the kiln was silent, and everyone looked at Luo Zixing.

  Luo Zixing showed embarrassment, and said: "I, I think the temperature is a bit low, so I asked them to add half a car of coal."

   "The burning point of coal is different from that of firewood." Song Jiyun said, and couldn't help closing his eyes.

  The speed of heating is also different.

  The temperature rises too fast, even if the things in the kiln are not burned or deformed, the glaze will change.

  Everyone was silent, the air seemed to be stagnant.

  Song Jiyun said: "Can you judge how many degrees appear in the kiln?"

  Luo Zixing's face was flushed, he spit into the kiln a few times, and after calculating in his heart for a long time, he said hesitantly: "It seems to be five or six hundred degrees!"

   Very uncertain tone.

  Song Jiyun rubbed his temples, and said: "The fire must be lowered slowly, to about four hundred degrees."

  But how to precisely control the fire to around 400 degrees, even Luo Zixing can't do it.

  Song Cuiyun had fired small kilns, but had never fired such a large kiln, so he couldn't make up his mind for a while.

   Everyone was pale.

  Song Jiyun stood at the mouth of the fire, his mind spinning quickly, deducing various methods he knew.

   "Use the fire to shine!" Yuan Yunzhong's voice suddenly sounded beside her.

  Song Jiyun turned his head and almost hit his shoulder.

   At some point, Yuan Yunzhong quietly stood beside her side by side.

   "Huozhao?!" Song Jiyun had never heard of it before, "What is it?"

   "A porcelain piece that can measure temperature." Yuan Yunzhong explained to her.

  The mud is made into a triangular shape with holes, glazed and inserted into the sagger. In the process of firing the kiln, a long hook is used to extend into the fire viewing hole to hook the porcelain pieces out of the sagger, and judge the temperature in the kiln and the color of the glaze by watching the porcelain pieces fired.

  Song Jiyun was stunned and said, "How do you know?"

  Yuan Yunzhong raised his chin slightly, disapprovingly said: "It can be used in alchemy."

  Song Jiyun opened his eyes wide.

  Yuan Yunzhong squinted at her.

  Song Jiyun was shocked.

  Although Yuan Yunzhong is sometimes arrogant and innocent, he is very reliable.

  Her heart was occupied by trust, without thinking too much, she immediately ordered Luo Zixing and others: "Listen to Mr. Yuan!"

  Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around Yuan Yunzhong nervously.

  Prepare iron hooks, make porcelain pieces, put on the blue and white glaze that everyone is familiar with, and put them in the kiln.

   Wait until things are almost busy and the sky is getting dark.

  The kiln factory lit up red lanterns.

   Song Jiyun looked at Yuan Yunzhong's calm face beside the fire watching hole, and his heart softened involuntarily.

  She took a cup of herbal tea and said in a warm voice, "Relieve the heat."

  Yuan Yunzhong took the teacup and drank it down in one gulp.

  The tea was too bitter, and he frowned in displeasure.

  Song Jiyun said: "It's lotus heart tea, which can clear away heat and relieve summer heat. It's good for your health. You can just drink a little."

   Before she finished speaking, she was taken aback.

  She had never spoken to anyone in such a slightly coaxing tone.

  But she didn't have time to think about it, Yuan Yunzhong had already drawn a piece of fire to illuminate it, and said to her: "Can you see the temperature in the kiln now?"

  Song Jiyun looked carefully under the lamp, and said happily: "It should be around four hundred degrees."

  Yuan Yunzhong said: "How to burn it next?"

"With a limit of one hour, raise the temperature in the kiln by 100 degrees every other hour." Song Jiyun hesitated, "This is the best. If it doesn't work, limit it to two hours, and raise it by 200 degrees. "

  The more precise, the harder it is to control.

  Yuan Yunzhong said "hmm" and called Luo Zixing to come over and add coal.

   Two hours later, the temperature rose to six hundred degrees.

  Luo Zixing and others couldn't help cheering.

   "Great!" Song Jiyun was overjoyed, and couldn't help reaching out to hug Yuan Yunzhong, who was calm and self-sufficient, "We succeeded!"

   "Thank you so much!" She let go of Yuan Yunzhong, and put her hands together towards him, "Without you, it would definitely not be so smooth! I really don't know how to thank you!"

  In the light of the fire, her curved eyebrows and eyes are like crescent moons in the sky, with a bit of playfulness, a bit of brightness, and a bit of warmth.

  Yuan Yunzhong felt the shoulders that she hugged just now were burning like fire.

   I am posting late, so I would like to wish the motherland mother a happy birthday today^O^

  (end of this chapter)