Tripod wedding

Chapter 67 Ding Kiln White-Glazed Bowl of the Northern Song Dynasty ([-])
"Let's talk about 'wax tear marks' again. This is because the glaze is not uniform, and it is formed by the glaze water left during firing. Its bottom will bulge like the tear of a candle. This kind of 'tear marks' generally only appears on the Not every bowl has the outside of it. It just so happens that this one does.”

Xu Qingru calmed down and told Mr. Fu everything she could "see".

"According to this, it is a real thing, how do you say it is half?"

Fu Zheng on the side seemed a little impatient and interrupted.

"I can't say why. However, this white glazed bowl should be made of many fragments, some of which are indeed authentic products of the Ding kiln of the Northern Song Dynasty, and some of which are not."

Xu Qingru said, handing the white glaze bowl back to Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu fell silent suddenly, staring at the white glazed bowl, wondering what he was thinking.After a long time, I asked leisurely: "Girl, did you 'touch' it out?"

She nodded: "Well, the touch is different, but I can't tell."

In short, she was just speaking from feeling.

At this time, Xu Qingru didn't know that her feeling of touch was a habitual reaction gradually formed during the day and night practice, and even she herself didn't know when she started to have this "touch".

Mr. Fu pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed:
"Haha~ It doesn't matter if it's true or not. The important thing is that my old man can use it for tea, and it's still useful."

After Mr. Fu finished speaking, he took the tea in a white glaze bowl and continued to drink.

Yang Yi and Fu Zheng's girlfriend Tan Zi didn't say anything, they had nothing to say about these things.

On the other hand, Fu Zheng silently drank his tea, his eyes fell on the bowl again, wondering what he was thinking.

Xu Qingru seemed to have experienced a "temporary random inspection homework", and she was worried, and now she was relieved.

At the moment of relief, she felt Fu Tianze reach out and hold her hand under the table.

She didn't fight back.

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Probably, drinking green tea at night is a wrong decision.

Xu Qingru lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Fu Tianze was very upright, "give up" the bed to her, and slept on the sofa chair outside.Of course, Xu Qingru didn't quite understand why he would rather sleep on the sofa than let her sleep in the guest bedroom.

After flipping twice more, Xu Qingru gave up struggling, sat up, got off the bed softly, and then walked outside like a ghost.

There was only one dim night light in the room, but with that light, she was able to see the person lying on the sofa clearly.

Fu Tianze's eyes were closed tightly, his right hand rested on his forehead, and his left hand grabbed a corner of the thin quilt, and most of the quilt slipped to the ground.

That's right, how could she forget that this person likes to kick the quilt when he sleeps.

The summer night in Kuncheng is not hot, and the air conditioner is turned on in the room, making it cool.

Xu Qingru walked over with light steps, bent down, picked up the quilt for him, and gently covered him.Maybe she didn't even know it, but the light in her eyes was soft and warm at this moment.

The cold wind from the air conditioner blows slowly, passes through the faint light curtain illuminated by the night lamp, lifts the light gauze curtain on the window, and the moonlight shines in through the gap, spreading a layer of silver on the ground.

In the quiet atmosphere, he suddenly reached out and took Xu Qingru's hand that was covering him with a quilt.

Xu Qingru was slightly taken aback.

The temperature of his palm was pressed against the skin, and the warm touch was transmitted to the atrium, shaking her heartstrings, but the brain did not respond in time, and did not avoid him as usual.

"Heh...Xiao Ru..."

His low and slow voice was filled with the haze of just waking up, like a hoarse cello, long and moving.

　Continue to collect

　　
　
(End of this chapter)