Take the Department Store Back To the Three Kingdoms

At this moment, it seems that Mi Zhu, those arrogant people, thinks of the proud pottery at home, feeling dull.

How can I show the extraordinary of my family?

At least half of it depends on artifacts.

Pile money in the living room, who would do that, it's too vulgar.

In people's minds, no one is in awe of those who can make blue and white porcelain.

It must be a master craftsman who is not working at all.

Become a person of the status of Master Luban.

"This little brother, please tell Yu us." Yan Shan's posture is very low. This is not in awe of Yuan Tan, but in awe of the person behind Yuan Tan.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Yuan Tan couldn't leave without getting an answer.

Xu Chu came out with a big belly, "What look in your eyes, this porcelain is from my son's hand."

Everyone was taken aback.

impossible.

This person is in his twenties.

At this age, he is still studying and making mud, and he is not qualified to preside over the kiln burning, let alone innovation.

Seeing that he has been calm and calm, he must have pretended it?

The master craftsmen here, which are not decades of work, have achieved their current achievements.

They don't believe it, and it's understandable.

"Hahaha, little brother, it's inappropriate for you to pretend to be the elders. Not only will you fail to make you famous, but on the contrary, it will laugh generously."

Ye Qian touched the white beard and said lightly.

"We are looking at the face of the old man, but we didn't hear it. Tell the truth."

Xu Chu was observing his words and feelings at this moment, and realized that he seemed to be talking too much, and he backed away.

Yuan Tan does not intend to expose it now, ""Do you think this porcelain ware? "

"It's more than good." Yan Shan said.

"Well, you are Mr. Yan, wait at home, someone will come to help you out."

With Yuan Tan left.

Instead, Ye Qian and the others surrounded Yan Shan, "Mr. Yan, can we go to your house and wait together?"

"No problem." Yan Shan said.

...

the next day.

Yanshan Mansion.

A group of old men has occupied the entire hall.

Someone has fallen asleep on the desk.

Someone is dozing off.

Someone is holding on.

If there is a fire in this room, the painted pottery industry will be technically going backwards for fifty years.

And outside, hundreds of disciples and grandchildren took the yard full.

Yan Shan and the others waited all night, but no one came.

But no one will go back.

Wait till death.

"Sir, here comes!"

Everyone was shocked, and even those who were lying on the desk sleeping on the desk immediately became energetic as soon as they wiped their saliva.

"Let him in."

Yan Shan sits in a precarious position.

The others are also doing a good job in their positions, and have no intention of getting up to meet them.

outside.

People gave way to a not-so-wide passage because of the large number of people.

Young people looking at the past.

It was this young man who brought out the horrifying porcelain.

Only then did I know that the firing industry is beyond the horizon.

Judging by the age of this young man, many master craftsmen’s disciples and grandchildren are older than him.

After Yuan Tan entered the hall, he saw thirteen old men, staring at himself.

It seems that the leader of the demon cult has entered the decent alliance conference.

The scenes here and outside will definitely be very nervous for others, but to Yuan Tan, it is nothing at all.

One stop in the hall, instead of being polite, he said, "Masters are polite."

"It's you? Can you tell me who the porcelain master is today?" Yan Shan asked.

The eyes of the crowd gathered in the past.

Yuan Tan smiled, "Don't hide it from the masters, this person is under him."

When everyone was stunned, anger came out.

He still said that today?

The old man Dai Xingdai is quite angry, which may be the reason why he has not been able to make famous products.

"It's impossible, you are so young, so you have such a skill? Do we, in our sixties and seventies, live on dogs all our lives?"

"Who are you, what are you called, and where are you from?" Yan Shan motioned to Shaoan Wuzhao.

"It's not convenient to say now, but today I can give you a preliminary introduction to how porcelain is made."

"Oh? Then you can talk about it."

After half an hour.

Thirteen old men in the hall were dumbfounded.

And the disciples who followed them outside, one by one, many people didn't understand their expressions.

"Hahahaha..., it turned out to be like this!" Yan Shan stood up excitedly, facing Yuan Tan with a very different expression.

"Study is inexhaustible, and the master is the teacher. This master, please be respected by the old."

"Don't be it."

Ye Qian hurriedly asked, "Mr. Yan, do you understand?"

"This...I don't understand how it was made, but I already understand the truth." Yan Shan's face was reddish.

But the others did not laugh at him.

Knowing the principle and understanding are two different things.

Just like later generations, everyone knows why an airplane can fly into the sky, but who can make it?

It's just aerodynamics, and I can't master it after decades of studying with the old professor.

The key is that these famous craftsmen didn't even understand the principles before.

An old man stood up, how low his spirit was, "With this porcelain, will there be no pottery in the world from now on?"

Yuan Tan certainly understands the feelings of these tens of years of age towards pottery, "I can't say that, pottery will still be available even if it passes one thousand eight hundred. But it can't be the mainstream."

Yan Shan and the others, for a time, their faces turned pale.

It is conceivable that the industry they have been fighting for all their lives will decline in an instant, faster than Huaxie, which is really unacceptable and understandable.

Yuan Tan didn't plan to stay long, "Whoever wants to follow me to make porcelain, just take care of everything in three days, take the soft and family, and wait outside the south gate."

He looked at the expressions of these famous craftsmen at the moment, they looked like old men who were going to die.

Their feelings can also be understood.

So after putting down this sentence, Yuan Tan left~www.readwn.com~ Everyone understood what he meant.

Following along, I joined the porcelain shop.

Dai Xing looked at the outside who was nowhere to be seen, "Everyone, what do you think?"

No one said anything, after all, they were all master craftsmen. Change your job to do something else, this face?

Dai Xing stood up and sighed, "I have the same mood as you guys. Porcelain is really amazing, so it won't work if I don't admit it. I'm old and I don't have any famous products."

He clasped his fists and said, "Since this is the case, I will be one step ahead. From then on, I have worshipped that young man as a teacher and changed my career to burning porcelain. I wish you gentlemen, in the future, I can make better colored pottery comparable to porcelain."

After speaking, walked out.

Everyone was flustered and at a loss.

Yan Shan stood up and said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Dai, you are ten years older than me. At this age, you can be the grandfather of that person. Follow him to learn porcelain. Is this really good?"

"Your apprentice, what would your family think of you, and what's your face? Where is the arrogant Dai Xing in the past?"

"Even if our pottery can't compare with porcelain, but what about it? Is that the reason why you have no spine?"

"This..." Dai Xing shook and couldn't walk anymore.

When things go out, thousands of pottery craftsmen will poke his spine.

In addition, what Yan Shan said is not wrong. Porcelain is good, but he can't just give up pottery, especially he is also a master pottery maker.

A solemn salute, "Master Yan is right, I'm not going."

"Very well, it's right for you not to go." Yan Shan also gave a solemn salute, and then said to everyone: "So, I should come to worship him as a teacher and learn this porcelain technique."

what!

"!!!" Dai Xing.

"!!!" Everyone.