The Porcelain of Rebirth Comes to Work

Ning Xianglang really noticed something was wrong after the news from the capital came.

It's not that Ning Xianglang is being sentimental, at least in the past few years, Fu Zhengtian will tell himself most of the things he does, and even invite himself to participate.

Hearing news from other people like this has never happened before.

Looking back, it seems that Fu Zhengtian's estrangement has long been a sign, and the gradually decreasing contact during this period is the best evidence.

Facing Li Yubai's ridicule, Ning Xianglang was a little silent.

Ning Xianglang understands Fu Zhengtian just as Fu Zhengtian understands him.

In retrospect, the time when Fu Zhengtian began to change coincided with the night when they accidentally kissed each other. Fu Zhengtian is an adult, and his body has also begun to enter the developmental stage, and it has long been impossible to get along like before.

As a result, the relationship between them became a bit awkward, and there were only two choices if they wanted to continue their relationship, either to go further and really get together as others had guessed; or to take a step back and return to the normal mode of getting along with friends.

Fu Zhengtian's alienation during this period is the answer to this question.

——Fu Zhengtian hopes that they can be ordinary friends.

Ning Xianglang felt a little lost for no reason.

But this feeling was fleeting, and even he himself didn't really realize it clearly.

Reason quickly gained the upper hand.

He knows better than anyone why Fu Zhengtian chose this way.Fu Zhengtian said from the beginning that as long as his father was satisfied, he was willing to do anything, including accepting Fu Mian, a "nephew" who was two years older than him, to let a stranger who loved him more than himself It is definitely not easy for a child who has not fully grown up to share the love of his parents with a crying child.

Controlling your emotions, controlling your desires, is nothing compared to that.

Fu Lin treats Ning Xianglang very well. Since it is Fu Lin's expectation to let Fu Zhengtian walk the "right way", Ning Xianglang will not be the one who destroys it himself.

Ning Xianglang quickly erased the light and soft kiss that night from his mind, and devoted himself to the preparation of the porcelain art competition.

Ning Xianglang was entrusted with an important task by Mr. Zhu to invite his masters and uncles to be the judges.

This is also the first time that Mr. Zhu mentioned to Ning Xianglang a fellow student other than his peers.

Mr. Zhu's master is a figure who only lives in legends. Many of his works are placed in the conference hall and given to important foreign guests as state gifts. It can be said that they are priceless outside, and they are extremely rare!

Mr. Zhu started late, but he learned quickly. It didn't take long for him to catch up with most of his brothers (sisters) in the same school, and became the favorite student of their master who was the most valued.It is because of this momentum of "coming from behind", Mr. Zhu has always been deeply hated by his colleagues, and he can't get along with some people in his school.

Mr. Zhu proposed to ask Ning Xianglang to find "Master Uncle". Ning Xianglang knew that this person must not be a simple person. He wanted to ask a few more questions but was blocked by Mr. Zhu's eyes.

The meaning of that look is obviously "you will know what you should know" and "it's useless to ask you what you shouldn't know".

Ning Xianglang wisely shut up.

Zhu Lao asked the dumb uncle to lead the way for Ning Xianglang, so Ning Xianglang set off with the dumb uncle and came to a mountain city near the border of West China.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain city. The whole city spans a large valley from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.The land on that mountain was very solid, almost made of rocks, and the houses were built boldly, looking simple and rough.And in the gap between the houses, there are depressions and depressions of green bamboos. They all seem to be drilled out of stones. The bamboo bodies are green and solid, and the bamboo branches and leaves are not as flexible as the southern moso bamboo.

These are bamboos extruded from the mountains in the northwest. They usually grow scattered and cannot grow in groups like the south, but they just happen to be the best decorations in the mountain city.

Ning Xianglang has traveled to so many places, but he still has no resistance to this miraculous beauty created by man and nature.

He was beginning to like the task.

The dumb uncle couldn't talk with Ning Xianglang, so he strode ahead to lead Ning Xianglang, and soon arrived at Master Ning Xianglang's house.

This uncle is called Feng Qiuying, who is 30 years younger than Mr. Zhu and has just turned [-] this year.He was in good spirits, and when Ning Xianglang arrived, he was chatting with other people, laughing heartily and generously.

A person's smile can best distinguish his character, and Ning Xianglang knew that this uncle was a straightforward person as soon as he heard it!

The dumb uncle obviously knew Feng Qiuying, and just as he was about to go up to say hello, Feng Qiuying beamed with joy: "Mute, are you here?"

The dumb uncle nodded, gestured to Feng Qiuying a few times, and pushed Ning Xianglang forward.

Ning Xianglang greeted obediently: "Master Feng."

Feng Qiuying said: "Are you the proud disciple of the senior brother? You and the senior brother are really similar in the past. At the beginning, the senior brother was valued by the master shortly after entering the school. As a result, he ran away with several senior brothers who started early." He laughed, "Now you What is your record? Have you caught up with your master?"

Ning Xianglang: "..."

What's the comparison? Hey!

Feng Qiuying patted him on the shoulder and said: "I am relieved to see that you have not been affected much. It is a mediocrity not to be envied by others. They envy you because you are good enough. Some people always like to blame others for their incompetence You are eccentric, don't take it too seriously."

The dumb uncle laughed.

It's no wonder that Ning Xianglang takes these things to heart. This person either eats others to death, or crushes them to their heart's content. Over the years, he has only been able to walk the front with his sword alone—— After Mr. Zhu found out, he had already kicked him out of the division.

Ning Xianglang has always been very obedient in front of his elders, with his tail tucked in, his smile pulled back, and he put on a very teachable appearance.

Although Feng Qiuying was surprised that the eccentric senior had accepted such a good student, she still liked this young man very much.He said to Ning Xianglang: "Come in and sit down first when you come. It just so happens that some old friends of mine are here and are discussing something. You and the mute should also come and listen."

Feng Qiuying lives very comfortably in this mountain city, which connects the border between West China and Central China. It takes half an hour's drive to cross the provincial border, and you can see a dense bamboo forest stretching over a whole mountain, with abundant resources. Rich.

After staying here for a long time, Feng Qiuying's skills have gradually become more focused. He is leading the people in this mountain city to dig out the maximum utilization space of bamboo.

The whole body of bamboo is full of treasures. The body, leaves, roots and shoots of bamboo are almost edible and usable. Feng Qiuying loves it very much.How to maximize the use of bamboo resources here is something Feng Qiuying has been pondering over the years. From direct consumption to popular handmade products, Feng Qiuying can play a few tricks.

And he is most famous for Liuqing Bamboo Carving.

Liuqing bamboo carving is a branch of bamboo carving. There is a layer of green skin on the outer layer of bamboo. After removing the green skin, you can see the dense bamboo muscle.Leaving all, more, less, or none of this layer of green skin can outline exquisite bamboo carvings with a sense of hierarchy, which is the so-called "retention of green".

After a long period of time, the green bamboo carvings will turn into a lustrous amber color, and at the same time, they will also have a beautiful ivory luster, which is very elegant.

Feng Qiuying's selection of materials is novel, her painting style is mature, her works are very popular, and her skills have reached the peak.However, his outflow works are very few, so as long as he sells one, the price will be greatly increased!

As a modern artwork, it can be sold at such a price, which is enough to amaze many laymen.

Ning Xianglang thought that Feng Qiuying's friend was here to discuss bamboo carving skills with Feng Qiuying, but he didn't expect to find out that the bamboo grower from Central China was discussing with Feng Qiuying how to worship the mountain god this year.In their tradition, bamboo can grow well and sell well because of the blessing of the mountain god.

Ning Xianglang didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but he respected other people's traditions, so he sat on the side and listened carefully.

Compared with the systematic religious teachings of foreign countries, the beliefs of the Chinese people are very simple: they worship the grandfather of the stove when they open the stove, worship the mountain god when they open the mountain, etc... It is not so much belief as it is their own expectations.

Feng Qiuying obviously studied the other party's customs seriously, and chatted with the other party very congenially.

Ning Xianglang used both eyes and ears, and seized the opportunity to learn from the "experience" Feng Qiuying showed her.There is no other reason why Feng Qiuying can not only improve his skills wholeheartedly, but also lead this once very impoverished mountain city out of its predicament. It is because he is willing to understand the most fundamental expectations of "old friends" as he is now.

Whether it is art or economics, this is the most important thing to know and understand—everything you do should be based on it.

Follow the demand and you will be successful.

After Feng Qiuying sent the bamboo farmer away, he saw Ning Xianglang's expression of enlightenment, and he joked with a smile: "Senior brother's letter is right, you guy will seize every opportunity to 'steal the teacher'."

Ning Xianglang complained: "I'm just listening in, how can I say I'm stealing my teacher!"

Feng Qiuying laughed: "You really look like senior brother." He beckoned Ning Xianglang to sit back in his original seat, "What's the matter with you and the mute this time?"

Ning Xianglang simply explained to Feng Qiuying about the porcelain art competition and offered an invitation.

Feng Qiuying said: "I know that senior brother won't send his favorite student here for nothing." He pondered for a moment, then nodded and agreed, "I will explain something to the people here, and I will go back with you later. This will probably take some time, so You can have lunch with me."

Ning Xianglang responded straightforwardly: "Okay!"

Feng Qiuying was not polite to him either: "There are still a lot of ingredients at home, please do it with the mute."

Ning Xianglang patted his chest and assured: "Uncle Shi, you will definitely be able to eat when you come back!"

Ning Xianglang watched Feng Qiuying go out, and was about to roll up his sleeves to cook, but unexpectedly received a call from Fu Zhengtian.

"Where is it?" Fu Zhengtian's tone was very ordinary, as if they were still the same as before and hadn't changed at all.

"At my uncle's place," Ning reported the address to Lang, "I invited him to be a referee for our porcelain art competition." After a pause, he naturally and generously invited, "You just got off the plane not long ago. Do you want to come over and relax? I’m cooking at noon, and it’s the season for bamboo shoots. I remember you like this, and it’s good to try it while it’s fresh.”

Fu Zhengtian was silent for a long time, and it was so long that Ning Xianglang thought he would not speak again before he spoke: "Okay, I'll go there now."

After hearing his answer, Ning Xianglang smiled and said, "Okay, come here quickly, I'm about to start, the taste won't taste good if you come late."

Fu Zhengtian said "hmm".

After hanging up the phone, Ning Xianglang's smile narrowed.

The relationship between them has indeed become unnatural.