The peasant daughter of the rebirth space

Chapter 153 Preparing to Open the Kiln

Mrs. Lu also comforted: "Lian'er, mother forbids you to say such a thing, aren't you trying to win mother's heart by saying this?"

Mrs. Lu threw herself into Mrs. Lu's arms and wept bitterly. This was the first time she cried in front of her own mother since she came home.

Mu Ziyan couldn't watch her family cry, so she tugged at Lu Shangrui's sleeve, the two looked at each other, and walked out of Mrs. Lu's room together.

Lu Shangrui walked parallel to Mu Ziyan, walked out of the second courtyard and came to the front yard, Lu Shangrui said: "Yan'er, this matter is your aunt's fault, don't take it to heart."

Mu Ziyan waved her hand and said, "Uncle, don't mention this matter again. Uncle has all the porcelain in the kiln, so can the kiln be opened today?"

Lu Shangrui patted his forehead and said, "Look at me, I was so mad at your aunt just now, I came back just to ask your grandmother to open the kiln with you."

Mu Ziyan turned her head to look at Lu's house and said, "Let's go, uncle will go to open the kiln first, grandma may not be able to go, and it will not be possible if the kiln is delayed, other things will be discussed later."

The two were talking while walking. As soon as the two of them arrived near the kiln, Lu Shangquan, who came trotting from a distance, shouted: "Brother, Yaner, why are you so slow, everything is ready and I will wait for you to open the kiln. I will miss it later." The hour is bad."

"Third Uncle, there is some delay at home, let's go, let's start the kiln."

Lu Shangquan paused and worried: "What happened to Yan'er's house? Hey! Why didn't mother come?"

Lu Shangrui waved his hand and said, "Third brother, this is not a place to talk, I will open the kiln and talk when I go home later."

"Hey, okay, let's open the kiln."

The three of them walked into the kiln. At this time, the masters of the kiln and Lu Shangyi were making preparations in the kiln.

Lu Shangyi saw the three people coming in, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Big brother, third brother, Yan'er, why didn't mother come?"

Lu Shangrui waved his hand and said, "I'll talk about it later, open the kiln first."

Looking at the simple ceremony prepared in the kiln, Mu Ziyan remembered the opening ceremony of the official kiln that she had participated in in her previous life. The opening ceremony of the official kiln was very grand.

Secondly, incense is burned to worship ancestors, and Jinjue toasts.Next: the auspicious star is shining, the nobleman will cut the ribbon, and wait for Yujun to leave the boudoir after the ribbon cutting is completed.

Open the kiln door: The pearl red door opens slowly, revealing the traditional firewood kiln, which is only as tall as one person.The kiln workers wrapped their hands in thick cloth and quickly took out some saggers from the high-temperature kiln room and put them on the ground, waiting for the kiln supervisor to identify them one by one.

The magic kiln changes, the taste is natural.Next, it depends on the careful selection of the kiln workers and kiln supervisors. The Jun porcelain that has just come out of the kiln is carefully and conscientiously identified one by one from the shape, glaze color, sound and other aspects. As long as there is a slight flaw on the Jun porcelain, This porcelain is trash.

Wrapped in red makeup, drum music to celebrate the treasure.After careful identification by kiln workers and kiln supervisors, some perfect and flawless Jun porcelain were selected.The kiln supervisor will tie a red ribbon on the finished porcelain, which is called the same color when entering the kiln and all colors when leaving the kiln.

The last thing is to go to Liuzhen to create Junhun.The kiln workers and kiln supervisors smashed the defective products picked out on the spot, no matter how distressed and reluctant they were, they had to do so.This is the porcelain-making spirit of seeking truth and eliminating complexity, and passing on from generation to generation.

"Yan'er, Yan'er, Yan'er" Mu Ziyan was pulled back to her senses by Lu Shangrui's call.

"Uncle, what's the matter?" Mu Ziyan turned to look at Lu Shangrui.

"Yan'er's kiln porcelain is yours, and you should come to offer the first stick of incense." Lu Shangyi said beside him.

Lu Shangrui nodded: "Well, what your second uncle means is also what your third uncle and I mean."

(End of this chapter)