Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 233 Linglong Embroidery

Fortunately, Zheng Shouyi and his wife were not detained for too long. After Jin Xuan was taken away, they were released the next day.

Xiangxiang, who hasn't seen her parents for a long time, seems to have taken root in Qiaoer, and she can't even pick it off.Qiao'er also let her go, and didn't have a moment of leisure until she was coaxed to sleep at night.

While patting Xiangxiang who just fell asleep, Qiaoer gently took off her coat.

Suddenly, a purse embroidered with pairs of fish patterns appeared so abruptly in front of her eyes.With trembling fingertips, she carefully took off the purse, and couldn't help but burst into tears when she looked at it.

Qiaoer found Fang Ling who was still talking to Zheng Shouyi outside, and asked excitedly, "Auntie, did anyone come here during the day?"

Fang Ling had been told about Jin Xuan by Changting earlier, and it was not appropriate to talk to Qiaoer for the time being, so he said perfunctorily:
"I've never seen it before. What happened?"

Qiaoer happily rubbed the purse in her hand and said incoherently, "I think he has been here. He finally came to me."

Zheng Shouyi didn't know the whole story, so he thought it was Qiaoer who remembered something sad again and rushed over to comfort him.I don’t want Qiaoer to cry and laugh at the same time:

"Since you already know my background, you should know that I had an older brother who was sentenced to exile, right?"

Zheng Shouyi nodded naively.

"He came to see me!"

"Brother-in-law is back?" Zheng Shouyi couldn't believe it.

"Yes!"

Qiaoer nodded affirmatively and pointed to Zheng Shouyi's purse.

"Look at this purse. It was embroidered for my brother when I was learning embroidery when I was a child. The pair of fish patterns on it are exactly the same as the belt I embroidered for you. Now that this purse appears on Xiangxiang, it must be that he has returned."

Zheng Shouyi held his purse in one hand and compared his belt with the other, and they were exactly the same.He couldn't help grinning silly, seeing Qiaoer happy, he was full of joy, but he didn't know how to express it, so he kept saying:
"Good thing, good thing..."

Only Fang Ling was very sad, and he only hoped that since the government would handle this matter quietly because of Shande Kiln, they would cover it tightly, and it would be better not to let the wind out.

Who would have thought that Jin Xuan told them not to tell Qiaoer, but he revealed such a big flaw.Presumably he didn't expect that he would be arrested so soon.

Fang Ling laughed insincerely while secretly praying that he would never leave any more letters or anything like that.Unexpectedly, before he finished praying, Zheng Shouyi took out a piece of tissue paper and asked Qiaoer:

"What's the writing on this tall head?"

Fang Ling scolded the idiot in his heart, grabbed the note and pretended to be happy and said:

"Let me see."

At first glance, Fang Ling was puzzled.This is not a letter, but a certificate of deposit from Treasure Workshop.

In Treasure Workshop, the oily old man held the deposit receipt and looked at it for a while, then took out an ordinary bottle and said:
"That's it. This is the most exquisite one among all the beauties I've collected. It's a pity that that person only kept it inappropriate."

It was a jade pot spring vase, the shape and size of which were the same as ordinary bottles. It was just flowers on glaze or ordinary paintings. Except that the porcelain body itself belonged to a drunken beauty, Fang Ling really couldn't see any exquisiteness.

Seeing that Fang Ling hadn't seen the way, the naughty old man suggested something:

"Weigh it up and give it a try."

Fang Ling held the bottle in one hand and weighed it, but he didn't feel any difference.Then he handed it to Xianyao next to him and said:
"Do you usually buy melons?"

Xianyao was confused, "What do you mean?"

"That means are you accurate in weighing?"

People who practice martial arts have somewhat accurate hands, so they picked up the bottle, weighed it, and answered honestly:
"It's not heavier than similar bottles, it seems to be..."

When the naughty old man saw this, his little eyes immediately became energetic, "How does it seem?"

"It's a little lighter."

"That's right. Not only is this vase not heavy, but its thickness is actually three points lighter than other bottles of the same size and shape. If my guess is correct, there should be exquisite embroidery hidden in this porcelain vase."

Fang Ling knew little about porcelain and couldn't help but ask: "What is exquisite embroidery?"

"Linglong means clear, and the corresponding one used in making porcelain is engraving. First, engrave transparent patterns on the green body, and then paste a special glaze layer. After firing, the engravings are clear and translucent. But it is not leaky. This technique is not easy.

But Linglong Embroidery is even better than Linglong Lou.

It is said that when some craftsmen have reached a state of perfection in shape-making and engraving, they can directly engrave the content in advance according to the shape and size of the finished product and the changing rules of the engraved pattern in the shape-making, firing, and glazing. On top of the flat embryo, shape it to wrap it.

The entire shaping process requires quite skilled experience and techniques, so that the pre-engraved and drawn content is not leaky and hidden inside like single-sided embroidery.

Most of the exquisite exquisite embroidery products are like this jade pot with a small mouth and a narrow neck. No one except the maker knows what is engraved inside, unless the vessel is smashed.

But now this jade pot and spring bottle can be engraved on both sides on such a thin and transparent tire, which can be said to be a miraculous skill. "

Fang Ling saw that the oily old man was spitting all over the place, so he couldn't help taking the bottle and lifting it up, squinting one eye and carefully peeping in from the mouth of the bottle, saying:

"It's just this thin-necked bottle. It's pitch black inside. Can it really hide everything? You're not just talking about it, are you?"

The slick old man smiled proudly and said, "I don't have much ability, but I have never done anything to collect porcelain. If you don't believe me, you can give me this bottle at a price, and I will definitely give you a good price."

"That won't do!"

Fang Ling covered the bottle tightly with both hands, and dragged Xianyao away as soon as he spoke.

It is a pity that although Qiaoer comes from a porcelain-making family, he was not exposed to many related skills because his family was broke when he was young.Holding the bottle for a while, there was no clue.

Only Chang Ting weighed the bottle lightly, and said calmly: "Can you give me this thing to observe for two days?"

At night, Xianyao was sent to cat in the tree outside the courtyard.This was not to bully his young age. Ever since Li Zong disciples came to this courtyard, Fang Ling always felt that there were spies around him.

Therefore, they didn't even dare to let Qiaoer and his wife do such errands as going to the pawn shop.

Chang Ting is also a person who has always done things without explaining. At this time Fang Ling sneaked into his room holding a thin blue oilcloth, and he didn't know what he was going to do with the oilcloth in the middle of the night.Presumably it must have something to do with that bottle.

"Here's something."

Xu was disgusted, Changting didn't take the oilcloth, but ordered Fang Ling to wrap the bottle in a thin layer with it.

With a flip of his palm, a ball of blue flame was thrown into the mouth of the bottle.

Seeing that he used the Five Elements of Fire, Fang Ling looked shocked, and reprimanded him in a low voice:
"What are you doing? The oily old man said that this bottle is so thin that it will burn if the fire goes on!"

As he said this, he reached out to rescue him, but Changting grabbed him by the collar and said, "Be careful of the burn."

As he spoke, he even waved his sleeves to extinguish the oil lamp in the room.

Seeing this, Xian Yao squatting on the tree rolled his eyes fiercely, and stopped looking at this side as if angry.

(End of this chapter)