Reborn Glazer

Song Qingyi squeezed Qi Runyun's hand, his eyes were a little fiery, "I also have an idea, maybe we can go to the kiln factory to find Old Zheng."

"However, we probably need to ask a goldsmith first. This thread seems to have special skills." Naturally, the Liuli shop of the Song family has gold and silver craftsmen who cooperate with it. Song Qingyi couldn't bear it when he thought of this .

Fortunately, the two of them had also picked out their things, and they returned to the carriage immediately.

"Will you be tired?" Song Qingyi looked at Qi Runyun and asked before letting the coachman turn.It has been more than half a day since he came out. Although the whole journey was in a carriage, Song Qingyi knew that Qi Runyun had the habit of taking a lunch break, and that his back always hurts recently, so he was afraid that he would feel unwell after sitting for a long time.

Who would have thought that Qi Runyun was out for a walk today, and his attention was all on other things, and he was very energetic when he didn't have the mind to feel tired.

Seeing Qi Runyun shaking his head, Song Qingyi took a closer look at his expression, seeing that he was really not tired, so he didn't go back to the house first, and went to the Liuli shop of the Song family in the south of the city.This colored glaze store is the largest of the Song family in Jincheng, most of them sell large colored glaze ornaments, and the jewelry only has some full sets of glazed heads.The shopkeeper was handpicked by Mr. Song back then. Recently, Song Qingyi began to learn to manage the shop by himself, so Mr. Song specially invited him to the study to meet several shopkeepers of the old shop, and this one was among them.

The shopkeeper’s surname is Pu, because of his big protruding ears, he is often teased by others, and because of his good business skills, people around him always say that his protruding ears attract money, so he has another nickname called Pu’er Cai. Song Qingyi couldn’t help hearing it at the beginning. Smiling, he knew that his father's best black tea had a similar name.I was bored on the road, but when I talked about this person with my Zhengjun, I couldn't help saying this nickname again, and I unexpectedly got Qi Runyun's light smile.

Song Qingyi's eyes fell directly on the flickering hook of the corner of his Zhengjun's mouth, and he couldn't control his mouth again and began to tease him again: "Madam, you should smile more, the appearance that looks like a bright moon and a clear breeze is always attracted by you." You are so young and old."

Unexpectedly, when Song Qingyi said this, Qi Runyun restrained his expression even more, and after a moment of silence, he uttered a sentence: "What nonsense is a young man who is mature, obviously older than you."

Seeing Qi Runyun's unresponsive appearance, Song Qingyi smiled heartily.Although my Zhengjun is many years older than him, but because he lives in Xiliyuan for a long time, although he has read a lot of books, he has little communication, which makes him look quiet and soft; and because he has to learn skills since he was a child, he was enlightened at a young age , but at the age of two, there was a teacher, and when he was four years old, he was sent to the Mengguan every afternoon, and when he was six years old, he took Liu Guang and Guan Bi to the academy. Practice skills seriously.As a result, the Song family happened to have such a rebellious person like him, who stayed in the academy until he was 12 years old and passed the children's exam, and even brought his servants to go on a study tour, which is called a study tour. In fact, it was just reading what the book said was very interesting, to increase knowledge Forget it, I went to the academy to prepare for the exam when I came back when I was fourteen, and that's when I met my junior sister.After that, I often returned home because of my junior sister.Compared with his own experience, his own Zhengjun is far behind, not to mention the age experience before rebirth, Song Qingyi never felt that he was younger than Qi Runyun.

In his eyes, his own Zhengjun, who is not good at words, sometimes reflects his true youthful heart.Of course, he didn't dare to say this in person. It's okay to be ashamed, but it's not beautiful to be angry.

When I arrived at Liuli Shop, I told the shopkeeper Pu why I came here. Seeing the shopkeeper pondering for a while, I remembered to add a sentence: "The shopkeeper Pu can make it clear that we will not ask about things that are too confidential, and we only need to know some things that are common in the industry. It’s enough.” Lei Si’s handicraft naturally has some unique skills, but Song Qingyi’s goal is not really for this, he only needs to know some principles, and ordinary tricks are enough.

Seeing what the young owner said, the shopkeeper simply said that there were several gold jewelry masters in the shop, and then asked the staff to invite one.

After the master came over, Song Qingyi inquired about the ordinary method of making laisi, only to find out that there is a necessary procedure of "pile ashes" in order to make the gold threads on the jewelry layer upon layer, extremely gorgeous.The so-called "pile ash" is to grind charcoal into fine powder, mix it with the mucus made of bletilla splendens as plastic, and mold it into figures or animals, etc. , and then put it in the fire to burn the charcoal mold inside, which is a three-dimensional hollow and exquisite finished product.

Song Qingyi and Qi Runyun looked at each other, and there were still many things to be resolved.

The two thanked shopkeeper Pu and the master before boarding the carriage again, intending to go home first.

"I don't know if this 'pile of ashes' can be copied directly. There is a big difference between gold and silver utensils and grass ash, and the furnace temperature of the same furnace has different effects on them. This is the reason why the ash pile can be successful. Glass is a stone , I don’t know whether it will be successful or not. And the filigree is so delicate, the glass making method is much more clumsy.” Song Qingyi thought about the idea just thought of if the previously fired "Kirin Driving the Clouds" used this method to process the surface modification , which will be more beautiful than the previous finished product.

But obviously Qi Runyun and his thoughts were not in the same direction, the pair of white hairpins in his hand were not put into the box, but were still held in his hand and slowly rubbed.Hearing what Song Qingyi said, he nodded and then shook his head: "Indeed, but it doesn't have to be so delicate. I'd like to think about the method of the glazed lion. If each ring is a color, or the protrusions of the glazed lion are all burnt into juice and wrapped What would it be like to cover the dragonfly's eyes." This was what he thought when he saw the tired silk, and at that time he knew that Liuli could not pull such a fine silk, and he was more interested in the mountains on the hairpin. level.

Song Qingyi was a little dazed when he heard his Zhengjun's words, because he felt that this idea seemed to be more likely to succeed, and it was easier to experiment, but he didn't want to give up on the idea of ​​Leisi.Now I decided to go to a kiln outside the city. Only by trying these ideas can I know whether they will work.

Turning around to look at Qi Runyun, only to see someone leaning on his waist, frowning and rubbing his waist: "What's wrong?" He quickly sat down and asked someone to lean on him, with his palms pressed against his waist and rubbing hard, Song Qingyi knew it was inevitable It was an afternoon of no rest to make my body protest with a regular schedule.After all, this person has often suffered from waist and abdomen discomfort since she was pregnant, and this day, she mostly sits in a sitting position, so she didn't feel tired before, but now she's coming together.

"I'll ask Liu Guang and Sinian to take you back... Forget it, I'll accompany you back home first. If you want to go, we'll have a good night's rest. We'll go tomorrow morning and let you rest in the afternoon." Qi Runyun frowned, knowing that this person must want to go to the kiln together to try out his own ideas, but today has already been out for a day, so there is no rush for these fantasies in his mind, and tomorrow will be too late.

Qi Runyun saw that Song Qingyi said that he wanted to go back home with him without even thinking about it. At that moment, he felt that the point in his heart, the discomfort he felt because he couldn't make the trip, was unreasonable. After all, he was this man's wife first, and he wanted to conceive and give birth to him. , As a result, I started to ignore my body, this idea is not right.Thinking of this, Qi Runyun tugged at Song Qingyi who was pressing on his lower back seriously.

Feeling the tightness of the clothes he leaned against, Song Qingyi asked, "What's wrong?"

"Let Liu Guang and Si Nian take me back, it's still early, you still have time to go to the kiln." Although he regretted that he couldn't try out those ideas immediately, Qi Runyun still pushed people to let him go first.In fact, the present day is beyond his imagination in the past.

Originally...from the first time he heard about Luo Xingjuan, he was already prepared to be abandoned in the hospital. He never thought that he would wake up in the bridal chamber overnight and live the life he is now.With his own shop to take care of, and freedom to come and go, he will not be completely raised as a backyard wife and concubine, at least now he is still an ambitious man!

"No, it's not too late, your waist is uncomfortable, there is nothing in the carriage except for a few waist rests, and Liu Guang and the others have suffered all the way to send you back. I am a little tired after running for a day. Why don't we go back to the mansion with you, and take care of the important things, and we can stay on the mountain for a day tomorrow." Speaking of this, Song Qingyi thought of something, and reminded himself to remember it later.

Seeing that Song Qingyi was determined, Qi Runyun stopped talking.

After returning to the Song Mansion and reporting to their parents, the two of them went back to Chengmoxuan - since Luo Xingjuan left, Song Qingyi wanted Qi Runyun to move back. In his words, he didn't live in this yard casually with his husband, and he naturally wanted to live with him when he was there. Live in one piece.It’s summer now, and the weather is getting hotter. Although the trees in Chengmoxuan are pleasant, it’s still hot and dry after falling into the ambush, not as good as the small courtyard behind and the Qiulin Garden where I originally lived. I’m thinking about moving with myself after a while. Going to Qiulin Garden, after all, a person with a body is full of anger, and it must be hot after falling into the ambush.Qiulin Garden is next to the living lake leading down from the mountain. It is cool and pleasant in summer, so it is just right to move there. In autumn, you can move back to wait for delivery, or you can directly wait in Qiulin Garden.

One of them took a nap with a book in their hands, while the other was dealing with some business. Song Qingyi occasionally raised his eyes to look at the person lying on the couch, a smile naturally appeared on his face, and then he lowered his head and continued to work.

On the second day, as Song Qingyi said, after getting ready early in the morning, he took Qi Runyun to the kiln on the mountain outside the city again.But this time, the situation was different. Song Qingyi asked the coachman to pay attention to the speed of the carriage, so as not to bump it, it took a lot longer than before to reach the kiln.

Qi Runyun brought Lingbao and Si Nian here today, so Song Qingyi sent them directly to the courtyard to settle down.He himself didn't bring a boy today, he took Qi Runyun to the stove where he had circled for experiments before, and found a buddy to call Old Zhengtou.

Qi Runyun was a little surprised to see a new grass reed growing outside the kiln. There was a veil hanging on the side of the grass reed facing the sun, and there was a familiar beauty couch in the grass reed—it seemed that they lived in the small courtyard of the kiln factory before. inner.