Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

Kikuemon did not make things difficult for him. After all, the teacup was his masterpiece. At worst, he could just pick himself up and make another one carefully later.

Kogoro Maori got this teacup worth tens of millions for free, and he was secretly delighted, but he couldn't show his joy in front of the host.

So, Kogoro Mouri simply asked Ran Mouri to keep it for him. There was no other way, he really couldn't feel at ease handing such a precious thing to Conan.

Even Kogoro Mori himself cannot completely trust himself, after all, he knows very well that he can be confused sometimes.

What if it was accidentally broken? Besides, this time, she was busy with other matters and had a new case commission, so Eri Kisaki was unable to come with her.

So, when he happened to meet Maori Ran, Maori Kogoro handed the selected teacup to her for safekeeping without hesitation.

Mao Lilan put away the teacup carefully, as if she were holding a treasure, fearing that it would have the slightest bump, because even the slightest damage would greatly reduce the value of the teacup.

Although Kogoro Mori did not intend to sell it, after all, he was not short of money now, especially the 10 million yen.

But it is also a good thing to put this tea set worth tens of millions in the office. After all, such expensive tea sets are not affordable for ordinary people.

Although Kikuemon was a little surprised that Kogoro Mori could recognize the teacup that he was most proud of among his works, he did not care too much about it.

After all, this is just one of his many works.

However, after Kogoro Mori successfully won the most expensive work, Kikuemon came up with an idea.

It happened that Suzuki Sonoko had said she would visit, so he prepared many works in advance for them to appreciate.

Why not just take out the works of your apprentices and let them appreciate them as well? Sometimes, laymen may be able to perceive something more clearly.

After all, how could it be possible that the second daughter of the Suzuki Group didn't have some understanding of art?

Big chaebols like these will more or less develop some unique perspectives.

They may not be able to accurately judge the value of a work, but they can roughly tell the good from the bad.

"Yoshiko, go get the works of my three apprentices from the warehouse! It's just right for the guests to appreciate and taste them!"

Kikuemon's words made the disciples become serious.

It’s not that they hate being evaluated by laymen. After all, their works are meant to be appreciated by laymen.

It was mainly Kikuemon's words that made them realize that this tasting might be unusual, and might have a certain impact on who among them would inherit the name Kikuemon.

"I understand. You three should come with me. I can't move all three of your works here by myself~"

After hearing Kikuemon's arrangement, the daughter-in-law nodded in agreement, immediately stood up, and called on Kikuemon's three apprentices to walk towards the warehouse at the back.

Some of Kikuemon's own works are also stored in the warehouse, and some of his apprentices' works are also piled there.

There is no need to worry about being confused, as the creative styles of these apprentices are somewhat different from Kikuemon's.

If you have the ability to appreciate, you can easily distinguish it.

Of course, if it is a deliberate imitation, that is another matter.

After all, as Kikuemon's apprentices, they are familiar with their master's creative habits, so it is not difficult for them to imitate him.

However, these apprentices are already somewhat famous, so even if they use their own names to create works, they can be sold easily.

For them, if they really do such a thing, it would be like drinking poison to quench thirst, losing both the wife and the army.

Therefore, Kikuemon would never have thought that such a thing would happen.

After all, even if they did not inherit the title of "Kikuemon", their identity as "disciples of the fifth generation Kikuemon" was enough for them to gain a foothold in the upper class of this country.

Although he certainly cannot be compared with those chaebols, he is at least an upper-middle-class person with an annual income of tens of millions, which is enough to meet the needs of a wealthy life. Naturally, there is no need for him to do that kind of thing.

A few people were drinking tea and chatting in the tea room. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the people who went to the warehouse had not returned yet.

At this time, Kikuemon realized that the situation was not good, and his daughter-in-law finally walked in with a nervous and pale face.

She brought bad news: when she went to the warehouse to pick up the works, she accidentally fell and broke a lot of ceramic works, including several of Kikuemon's previous works.

The three apprentices who went there together, holding their works, stood aside in silence.

Compared to Tsuchiya Mashiko, who was their teacher's daughter-in-law, these disciples were even more frightened.

The bad news came suddenly, and Kikuemon felt like he was struck by lightning. He grabbed his heart fiercely, as if he might die at any time.

Everyone was ready to call the hospital and ask emergency personnel to come at any time.

Unexpectedly, Kikuemon, who had been holding his heart and paused for a while, suddenly recovered.

It turns out that as a national treasure-level master in his eighties, he has extraordinary self-regulation ability.

But it is true. If he did not have extraordinary adaptability, how could he continue to create at the age of over 80? How could he produce exquisite ceramic works that require full concentration to create?

"Forget it. Everyone will die eventually, let alone the tangible things created by humans! Everything will disappear like smoke, so why bother about these external things——"

Kikuemon's words seemed to be comforting everyone present, but also seemed like he was mumbling to himself.

However, his heartbroken expression could not escape everyone's eyes.

Not only because these works are priceless, but also because he is no longer able to reproduce his former masterpieces.

It can be said that his most glorious period was the period from middle age to old age, when his strength was still strong but his experience had reached its peak.

Works from that period are impossible to replicate today. More importantly, they are mostly stored in backyard warehouses.

On the contrary, more works from his early years and later years were sold.

It seems that the works dumped in the backyard warehouse were all the painstaking works of his peak period.

I just wonder how many works have been damaged?

Kikuemon didn't dare to confirm it. After comforting himself, he felt even more depressed and had no intention of asking people to evaluate his apprentices' works.

He just told his daughter-in-law to prepare dinner and turned to his room.

Obviously, even though he tried hard to adjust himself, his heart was still deeply trapped in the quagmire of autism.

After receiving the order, the daughter-in-law immediately returned to the kitchen to start preparing today's dinner, not daring to be careless in the slightest.

After all, the mistake she made today was a huge one that she had never made before. If she made such a small mistake again, she would definitely be severely reprimanded even as a daughter-in-law.