Seven's secret

Murong Qing was surprised, how to burn porcelain without a porcelain kiln?

Pei Rong and Meng Ke exchanged glances, then turned their heads and nodded lightly at Murong, "I really appreciate Teacher Murong this time. Let Xiaomeng take you back later."

Murong Qing saw that they were deliberately changing the topic, and thought that there was something inside that should not be known to outsiders, so he hurriedly said: "No, I can just go back by myself. I don't live far away."

"Then I'll see you off." Pei Rong looked at him, with a slight smile in his eyes, but with an unquestionable toughness, "I happen to have some questions that I need to ask you in private."

Murong Qing felt that although his attitude was a little uncomfortable, but this request sounded reasonable, so he didn't refuse anymore, said goodbye to several people in the office, and walked out with Pei Rong.From the way Pei Rong walked, he could tell that this person's character should be very straightforward and not sloppy.Murong Qing was actually a little apprehensive to deal with such a person, because he would feel that he was out of tune with his lazy way of life.

When Pei Rong reached the stairs, he turned around and took a look, and saw that he had stopped before he could follow, and there was no impatient look on his face, he just asked in a low voice when he approached, "Teacher Murong, I would venture to ask, can you tell which family's handwriting is from these fragments? I heard that porcelain making is different from each other, and the craftsmanship is also different."

Murong Qing hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly, "I've only been in Binhai for a few months, and I don't know much about the local situation. Why don't you ask the experts in this city to see what they say."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Pei Rong's eyes. He had also contacted a few local experts, talked a lot of nonsense, and didn't have any clues he wanted. He felt that he was not as reliable as the young man in front of him.

Murong looked at his face lightly, and said hesitantly: "But I can see the style of several people."

Pei Rong raised his eyebrows.

"I separate out what each person makes." The reason why Murong Qing didn't say these things just now is because of his personality.These are his guesses, and he is naturally unwilling to say things that he is not fully sure about.

Pei Rong didn't bother to complain about him, and quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed it, "Heizi? Tell Xiaomeng, don't move anything on the table...not even a piece of it...wait until I come back for a meeting."

Murong looked down on him like this, and felt a little nervous, "Did I delay the matter?"

Murong Qing's pupils are light in color, and in places with sufficient light, they will appear a bright amber color, watery and clear, as if a few drops of water will slide down when you blink.YouQi's eyes still have a bit of uneasy look, which makes people feel a little soft-hearted inexplicably, and can't get angry with him no matter what.Besides, Murong was standing there at a young age, and he was thin and thin, set off by the dark police uniform coming in and out, he looked like a watery and thin bamboo branch.Pei Rong would feel like a bully if he was angry with such a person.

Pei Rong waved his hand helplessly, "Nothing was delayed. What else did you discover?"

Murong thought about it lightly, "One of these three people should be older, that's the one in the middle."

Even if Pei Rong is sitting at the table right now, he really can't tell the difference between the pile in the middle and the pile next to it, but what Murong Qing said gave him a new idea.

"Since the people who make these things are experienced hands, there may be other works. If you see the works of these people, is Mr. Murong sure to recognize them?" He stared at Murong Qing's face, quite curious. A bit aggressive posture.

Murong Qing felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, and pursed the corners of her mouth unhappily, "I don't know."

Pei Rong didn't care about his attitude. He thought about it for a while, and then asked him, "There have been many shops selling porcelain in Binhai these past few years. Mr. Murong, can I ask you to walk around with our people?" look?"

Murong Qing felt that this man was pushing his feet.How much time does it take to follow their people around?

Pei Rong was also aware of this problem, with a slightly apologetic expression on his tough face, "Why don't I take Teacher Murong for a day, and if I still don't find anything new, I'll put this clue down first. Do you think it's okay?" ?”

In fact, one day will not delay anything, but who would like to go shopping with the police, especially Murong Qing, a sick type who longs to live alone.

Pei Rong made a gesture of forgiveness, "I can apply for a consultant subsidy for you."

Murong Qing glanced at him expressionlessly, just by hearing the name, he knew that this kind of subsidy would not be very attractive.If it was the police officer Meng who made such a request to him, maybe he would still consider it. This Captain Pei's aura is too strong, and it feels uncomfortable to stand with him.

"I……"

The corners of Pei Rong's lips curled up, and there was a playful look in his eyes, "Actually speaking, we are not outsiders, so you should do a favor to your acquaintances. You know Old Man Pei, right? That's my grandfather."

Murong was stunned, it seemed...it seemed...Mr. Pei did mention that he had a grandson in Binhai City, but he was too busy with work to go home...

Pei Rong was amused by his blank look, "It's true. For my grandfather's sake, please do me a favor."

Murong Qing, "..."

Pei Shengwu, the great Buddha, has been invited out, what else can he say?

Murong Qing didn't ask Pei Rong to drive him off. When Pei Rong called just now, he heard that they were still waiting for him to go back to the meeting.He's not that blind.Growing up in the oppressive and harsh environment of Murong's family, it has almost become an instinct to observe words and actions.

Murong Qing wandered around the platform for a while, watching the bus rushing into the station, the people waiting for the bus crowded into a group, pushing one by one to get on the bus, filling up the compartment that had not much space in the first place, he couldn't help feeling daunted.He knew that this bus had a stop at the Nanshan Farmer's Market, and he got off there, and he could walk back to Ling Dongzhi's home within two stops.He also knew which stations he would pass along the way, but that was all he knew. He didn't have the courage to try the terrifying scene of being approached and squeezed by strangers.

Murong took a taxi lightly, first went to the farmer's market to buy some fruits and vegetables, and when passing by a seafood stall, he accidentally bought some fish and shrimp, and then wandered back home.

Xiao Liu works two night shifts at the pet hospital every week, and will come back to spend the night in the remaining days, so the house is very clean.Xiaoliu started to take care of her own life at a very young age, and was a master at cooking and doing housework.Murong is not as light as he is in this respect, he has been living in an old house, and his basic necessities are taken care of by special people, the housework he has done is at best just washing his underwear and socks.

When Murong Qingqiao got home, he received a call from Xiaoliu, saying that he was temporarily transferred to a colleague and would not be going back, so he asked him to buy something to eat outside.Murong looked lightly at the pile of plastic bags in his hand, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.But there is no way around it, Xiao Liu is now integrating into the city bit by bit, he should be happy for him.

Thinking of this, Murong Qing still felt a little uncomfortable.

When the door was opened, there were several cats lying on the balcony as usual.Hearing the sound of the door, they turned their heads at the same time. Pairs of yellow, blue, and green eyes blinked and stared at him. Although no one made a sound, there seemed to be a softness in the air for no reason.

As if they were waiting for him to come back.

Murong Qing felt that the chest area seemed to be warmed up a bit, as if being soaked in warm water.

Fortunately, I bought fish and shrimp.He thought, anyway, one person can't finish it, and the leftovers will be stale, so it's good to let them help solve it.

When he carried the bag in his hand to the kitchen, he heard a few whispers from the direction of the balcony.

"I smell...it smells like fish."

"It's not like buying us. This guy never talks to us..."

"Winter Solstice still has a good temper. There is also a handsome guy who looks like the guy who just came back with a good temper..."

"I'd still like to come here. There's a big dog in Winter Solstice's new home, it's annoying."

"The smell of fish is delicious..."

"Don't make trouble. People who don't like to talk are very afraid of noise. If you annoy him, we have no hope of eating fish. Meow~"

"I guess there will be some for us..."

"How about a bet..."

"..."

"..."

Murong Qing didn't raise her head, but the corners of her lips curled into a shallow arc.