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"Go, go. Be careful not to get lost, come back early, and don't strike up a conversation with strange strangers..." Su Ying turned over and pretended to be asleep, secretly delighted.She didn't want to sleep, but she was thinking about the pair of sisters who loved and killed each other in the novel, and wanted to send Cai Xiaowen away so that she could read a few pages quickly.

Cai Xiaowen always fell into a trap like this without knowing it.But going out now is really not a bad thing.After the rain, the sky cleared, and as soon as I stepped out of the inn, the breeze with the slight fragrance of soil and rice seedlings rushed towards my face.The sun breaks through the clouds and shines down on the earth.Cai Xiaowen lamented that the weather was much more comfortable than that of Yufeng, and at first he still thought about Yupei walking twisting around.After only walking a few steps, I didn't care about so much anymore. I strode forward and breathed out the breath of Jiangnan deeply: Everyone said Jiangnan is good, and it really is!Even the wind is fragrant...

"Hey!"

Cai Xiaowen stopped, looked left and right: Who is calling me?

"Hey!"

There was another sound, and now Cai Xiaowen recognized that it was coming from behind.She turned around and looked, and sure enough there was a girl, leaning against the fence half a person's height, looking at her with folded arms.

"you call me?"

The girl blinked lazily, without even changing her posture, she raised her face and asked, "From Yufeng?"

Cai Xiaowen felt that the distance was too far, so she took a few steps closer to her.The girl seemed to be alert immediately, she stepped on the fence and lowered her arms.Only then did Cai Xiaowen see clearly that there was a thin bamboo basket beside her feet, and in the bamboo basket were five or six homemade simple flying guns.When she looked at the girl again, she was probably a little younger than Cai Xiaowen, her face... Cai Xiaowen looked at her face and suddenly thought of two lines of poetry: turn round and streamline, radiant and beautiful.He didn't say anything, and his breath was like orchids... These two lines of poems couldn't be memorized in the private school back then, and they were often beaten by the teacher. Now I look at this girl and think of it, how amazing!

This girl who was so beautiful that she could remind Cai Xiaowen of Luoshen Fu, when Cai Xiaowen approached, she regained her lazy expression, folded her arms again, but kept her feet on the fence, "Yufeng here?"

Cai Xiaowen pulled his sleeves, bowed his hands generously and said in a salute, "Master Yufeng, disciple of lotus builder Cai Xiaowen. Haven't asked for advice yet?"

The girl squinted at the heavy jade on Cai Xiaowen's waist, pursed her lips, then looked up at the sky, without replying, she casually replied: "Shan Se Gong, Ling Xiaolou."

Shanse Gong... Cai Xiaowen has never heard of this industry, so it's not easy to ask more questions if he hasn't heard of it.She forgot what Su Ying said that her colleagues were enemies, and said with a happy face: "Shansegong is also a potter, right? We are colleagues!"

Ling Xiaolou blinked, but did not reply, still looking at the sky.Cai Xiaowen didn't think there was anything wrong, and was only happy to meet by chance: "What are you doing here? Looking for clay?"

Ling Xiaolou glanced at her, and uttered three words as if disdainful of this question: "Basking in the sun."

"Hey..." Cai Xiaowen was very interested in the flying gun in Ling Xiaolou's bamboo basket.Before hearing about Shan Segong, she always thought Ling Xiaolou was a hunter. "I thought you were hunting."

"...I'm just a hunter." Ling Xiaolou bent down, took out a fresh wild chicken from the bamboo building, and threw it into Cai Xiaowen's arms: "Hey! I just shot it, I'll give it to you."

Cai Xiaowen was taken aback by the sudden big hair ball.When she pressed all the loose hairs of the wild pheasant in front of her eyes, she saw that Ling Xiaolou had already walked a long way carrying the bamboo basket.

"Ling Xiaolou, thank you for your wild chicken! And I don't call you hello, I'm Cai Xiaowen!"

Ling Xiaolou didn't even know how to do it, he picked out his ears, didn't even bother to raise his eyelids: "It's so noisy..."

In the western border of the night, the three lotus builders, grandparents and grandchildren, walked home contentedly rubbing their stomachs in the vast night.Oh no, although they all rubbed their stomachs, only two of them were satisfied, and the other was so hungry that they rubbed their stomachs.

"Master," Su Ying, who was so hungry that she wanted to rub her belly to satisfy her hunger, interrupted the Tai Dou's teeth-picking rhythm: "I have seen the girl sitting in the last seat at the banquet today. I found your house only after asking her the way. Which industry is she a representative of?" I thought the girl was a peasant girl, but I didn't expect that she was also a pottery master, but unfortunately she was sitting at the bottom seat, so Su Ying didn't have a chance to talk to her.

"The last seat...you mean Tan Hua?"

"Who?"

"Tan Hua. She is a disciple of Shan Segong."

"Shansegong?!" Cai Xiaowen screamed, almost belching: "I also met a disciple of Shansegong today! It's called Ling Xiaolou!"

"You also met?" Su Ying carefully searched for the name Shanse Gong in her mind, but she couldn't find it: "I have never heard of this work."

Unexpectedly, Tai Dou sighed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Of course you haven't heard of it. This is a industry that has not really flourished before it declined."

"decline?"

"This school was established for only three generations. The only remaining disciples are the third generation Tan Hua and Ling Xiaolou. Their founder Jiang Ruoyan was younger than me. She was really a beautiful girl back then... Cough, What I really want to talk about is their master Liu Xiang. That little girl is really a talented figure in pottery. Shansegong is good at blending pottery colors, especially colored glaze, which is unique in firing. Liu Xiang The painted pottery is still available at the pottery fair, you can go and have a look...it is unique in the world!"

"Is it better than your painted pottery, Shigong?"

"Liu Xiang's painted pottery is as colorful as a demon. I feel ashamed...Liu Xiang has never participated in Tao Jian. She has sharpened her sword for ten years, and she won the first prize in Tao Jian. It was said back then that there are willows in the mountains. Hunan painted pottery rose in that pottery fair. It's a pity..."