Reborn Glazer

When Qi Runyun walked over, Master Qi was telling Song Qingyi about the unofficial legend about the furnace fire, "It is said that there was once a craftsman who wanted to burn a large sacrificial red vase, but he couldn't achieve the desired heat, and finally his daughter threw herself into the fire. After a jump, the fire in the furnace suddenly became pure green. In addition, there are legends about the forging of Ganjiang Moxie's sword. There are fewer such things, because the dragon kiln and the flat kiln can make the furnace fire hotter than before, which is more suitable for smelting and firing."

"Does that mean that if you find the right fuel, you can increase the heat?" Song Qingyi, who was carrying firewood, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, stopped his movements, and raised his head to ask his father-in-law.

"I remember, father, you once said that those who sacrificed to the furnace could only obtain the pure green furnace fire because human fat is combustible and fueled with firewood. If so, can we use livestock? It is also the difference between fur and flesh. Wearing a layer of silk and sackcloth." Unexpectedly, it was Qi Runyun who came behind him who answered the words.

Song Qingyi looked back at Zhengjun who was slowly approaching. The handsome man in white was like a fairy who suddenly descended among the gray craftsmen. It softens the edges and corners and has an indisputable meandering.

Song Qingyi suddenly felt his heart beating faster, subconsciously covered his nose, and put it down embarrassingly after realizing his movements.

But he didn't expect to forget that he was adding firewood just now, and his hands were inevitably stained with soot. With this action, there were two slanted "beards" in the middle of the crowd, which made the second brother behind Qi Runyun sneer, even Qi Runyun couldn't help it. Hide the smile in your eyes.

Song Qingyi didn't react to the sudden laughter from the crowd, and Master Qi didn't remind him, but just waved to the eldest son, signaling him to come over.

Qi Runyun stepped forward, took out a neatly folded brocade handkerchief from his sleeve pocket, and handed it to Song Qingyi, who pointed to him and asked him to wipe the stains, before turning to look at his father. "Father, is this the truth?"

Watching Song Qingyi take the handkerchief given by his son in a daze, it took a while to react and wipe the "mustache", his eyes were still circling around the fingertips his son had just pointed at him, completely different from when he was just talking about Liuli with him. smart.My heart was a little transparent, but also a little melancholy, and I didn't say anything, but just followed my son's words and said: "Yes, but it's not all. In the past few years, I have also tried using livestock, and the fire has indeed deepened, but it still can't reach pure Qing, occasionally one or two times it turns white to blue, but it doesn't work."

Hearing his father-in-law's reply, Song Qingyi finally came back to his senses, but he put the dirty brocade handkerchief into his sleeve pocket by mistake, "What kind of livestock does father use, and how big and small is the firewood? In other words, there should be a difference in weight, is there a reason for this?"

Qi Runyun glanced at Song Qingyi's sleeve pocket, but in the end he didn't ask for his brocade handkerchief back, thinking about Song Qingyi's words with Master Qi.

Master Qi nodded first, "There is some truth to this, but you still have to try it to know, there is nothing you can do today, you two have to go home before sunset, or you can try it in your own kiln. "To prepare the livestock and check the effect of different weights on the fire, it will take a long time to prepare.

Song Qingyi nodded, "I will send a copy of the record to my father at that time." Master Qi has been concentrating on this mold-making furnace for so many years, since he wants to try it now, the final result is naturally not stingy to please his father-in-law.

On the way home from the Qi mansion, the two of them were still nestled in the luxurious and spacious carriage of the Song family as they had come here.The difference is that after seeing his parents, Qi Runyun, who let go of one thing on his mind, began to notice the embarrassment of the two being alone in the carriage.

Although the Song family's carriage is not small, it is still a horse-drawn carriage after all, no matter how big it is, there are limits to how big it can be. Two adult men sit in it and touch each other shoulder to shoulder. Some parts will be next to each other.At this moment, Qi Runyun has nothing to worry about. He always feels the burning pain under the side of his legs. He wants to move away, but he is afraid that it will be deliberate. Although there is no abnormality in his usually cold expression, the ears that are not covered by the hair are a little conspicuous. fever.

On the contrary, Song Qingyi was a little emotional because of some unproven ideas from Mr. Qi. Instead, he never noticed the abnormality of his own Zhengjun. Fingers tapped on the long and narrow desk between the two.

Suddenly noticing the strange silence in the carriage, Song Qingyi turned his head to ask, but his eyes fell on his Zhengjun's long eyelashes, which were half-drooped while he was concentrating on the books. The slightly curled eyelashes caught his usually clear eyes. Looking at it from this angle There is a strange tenderness.Then the corners of his eyes glanced at the reddened pinnae, thinking dully that it seemed that he hadn't heard Qi Runyun turning the pages of the book for a long time.

Although I don't know the reason for the sudden shyness of my Zhengjun, but I have to say that it is really exciting for a person who is always indifferent to suddenly show such an alluring color, Song Qingyi can feel his heart beating again .

"What is Lin Yu looking at? I haven't turned the page for a long time." Song Qingyi didn't deny that he did it on purpose, and suddenly wanted to tease his own gentleman, to see if he would have any other reactions.

Probably because he was startled by his sudden utterance, Qi Runyun trembled and shrank his legs all of a sudden, before he uttered, "No..." Probably because he felt that his voice was a little hoarse, he cleared his throat before continuing Said, "No, look at the homework that my father taught me before." On this trip home, in addition to visiting his parents and younger brothers, Qi Runyun also brought back some of the books collected in his former residence, many of which were taught to him by Qi's father when he was young. Homework, that is, some miscellaneous books related to Qi family craftsmanship.

Because of Qi Runyun's sudden twitching of his feet, Song Qingyi felt the side of his legs that were close to each other go cold, and finally realized what his Zhengjun was awkward just now, and chuckled, "What are you afraid of? I have done more intimate things, and I am afraid of my husband Sticking to your leg?" It is undeniable that Song Qingyi's bad intentions, except for the sympathy that Qi Runyun expressed on the day of the bridal chamber, this is the first time he has mentioned it in the open sky since the intimacy of that day.

As expected, the originally rosy pinnae became more red, and even the pale cheeks seemed to be smudged.

"You...how..." As if he didn't know how to deal with Song Qingyi's frivolous attitude, Qi Runyun's speech was a little knotted, and the red cloud on his face began to turn from shame to anger. "Please be careful!"

"Cough." Hearing that Qi Runyun's originally low and hoarse voice suddenly started to rise, he also knew that his teasing was a bit too much. Although the two of them shared the same room after the bridal chamber that night, there was no more courtesy, so although Song Qingyi teased It means that, but it's not because they want to break the deadlock, the husband and wife can't always respect each other like "ice".However, the teasing this time was obviously a bit beyond the load of his own Zhengjun, although in Song Qingyi's view, Qi Runyun, who was angry, was more lively.

However, it was too late, fearing that it would really annoy people once, Song Qingyi followed Zhengjun's lead and changed the subject.

"When I go back this time, after I report to my father, I will go to the kiln factory to try out those ideas. Would you like Linyu to go with me? From now on, I will always try my hand. Linyu will help me make the mold."