I'll hand over the system soon.

Chapter 33 Master of Ceramics (32)

The long-standing habit allowed Sancho to have no reservations in front of Butler Bian, and he could safely express his confusion.

After listening to his granddaughter's confession for a long time, Butler Bian was extremely confused.

Sometimes he thought Sancho was extremely smart and knew everything, but sometimes Sancho was extremely stupid.

"So you think that when I asked you to go out and see the world, I just asked you to go to a university somewhere else?" Butler Bian asked without answering.

Sancho: "Isn't it?"

That's how she understood it.

Butler Bian wanted to sigh, but he didn't know where to start.

"What's the difference between living like this and living somewhere else? Sancho, you're wasting your talents and resources."

What Master Sun said to Sancho he also said to him.

Sancho had talent, but he saw too little of it to give his work any verve.

How many people want to see this vast world, but are forced to struggle in a small area due to poverty. However, he has the conditions for her to see this world, but she insists on living in a corner.

It was a double waste of her talents and resources.

Sancho thought about it carefully, and there seemed to be no difference.

In the past, I lived in my home and workshop, but now I live in school.

"So I should go out and see more?" Sancho murmured, "But where should I go and what should I see?"

"Reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. The world is huge. You can go wherever you want. Don't limit yourself."

Butler Bian did not give any advice. He did not want to limit the route Sancho took, just like he did not want to limit the route Sancho took in his life.

She can do whatever she wants, wherever she wants, and she can even take risks, as long as her life is fulfilling and meaningful.

Sancho was very mobile. After hanging up the phone, she immediately started packing her luggage, leaving the other three people in the dormitory stunned.

Chan Duo: "Where are you going?"

"Go and sketch." Sancho replied without raising his head.

"Sketch? You're going to sketch at this time. You won't hand in your homework?"

"It's just to hand in my homework, so I'm going to sketch."

She has always had very little luggage. On Aqua Blue Star it was because she had no money to buy it, but here it is because she can buy it at any time.

After ten minutes of packing, Sancho took a suitcase and headed straight to the airport.

Since she had no destination, Sancho simply opened a blind box for herself. Her destination would be wherever she drove.

Very good, good luck, the first stop is the city of x, the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties.

Sancho's understanding of City X was limited to the Terracotta Warriors and Horses he learned in textbooks and the Roujiamo from the takeout software, which can be said to be quite superficial and poor.

Because Butler Bian said not to put restrictions on himself, even though he didn't know much about city x, Sancho didn't look for strategies online or a tour guide.

Because there was no guide or tour guide, Sancho's first stop was not the famous Terracotta Warriors and Horses pit. Instead, he went to many remote villages and towns and heard many ancient legends from many villagers.

The Terracotta Warriors and Horses Pit was her last destination in X City.

Speaking of which, the terracotta warriors and horses are actually a type of ceramic craft. Each maker of the terracotta warriors was a very good potter at that time.

Combining the legends of the villagers and looking at these pottery figurines, Sancho inexplicably realized the historical significance of the pottery figurines, and could even think of the stories behind the pottery figurines with different postures.

Second stop, G Province.

This is a province that can be basically summarized by plateaus, mountains, hills and basins.

The special landform once made transportation here very inconvenient, which also affected the economy here.

But the development of science and technology has made these things a thing of the past, and now this is a world-renowned mountain tourism province.

Sitting on the flying car, looking down at the majestic mountains and rushing rivers below that could not be destroyed even by war, Sancho finally understood the vastness of the world mentioned by Butler Bian.

Obviously she was at a high altitude and could see all the small mountains at her feet, but she felt that it was not the mountains that were small, but herself.

Compared with the mountains, she is just a speck of dust, floating, undulating and dissipating in the wind.

Sitting on the speedster, Sancho drew her final assignment.

The third stop is Province Y.

Province Y is known as the kingdom of flora and fauna. The hot climate makes the natural scenery here extremely beautiful. At a glance, you can't even see the traces of the war here, and you can only see the gorgeous scenery.

Here, Sancho saw the most colorful colors, the juiciest fruits, and the most fragrant flowers in life.

This is a romantic city, she thought, and she understood what romance was.

The fourth stop, the fifth stop, the sixth stop...the Nth stop.

During one winter vacation, Sancho traveled across half of the country. He even met some old miners during his travels and purchased a small amount of top-quality porcelain stone ore.

She hadn't been walking for long, but she roughly understood what Master Sun and the school teachers meant by Shen Yun.

It is probably a natural attribute, an expression of true feelings, and a person's unique understanding of beauty.

After the trip, Sancho took a long leave from school and returned to his hometown.

As soon as I got back, I briefly talked with Butler Bian and the others, and then got into the workshop again.

Master Sun had not seen Sancho for a long time. When he suddenly saw her, he immediately noticed the changes in her body.

"Hey, the girl has changed a lot." Master Sun smiled teasingly, but there was a hint of expectation in his heart.

This girl finally calmed down, and her body also had the charm of precipitation and accumulation.

In the past, he always felt that this girl was floating, not that she was impetuous, but that she gave people the impression of being light and airy.

How should I put it, it's like a balloon. Someone has to pinch it and hold on to a thread to restrain her, otherwise she will float away and no one can find her.

But it's different now. The thread on this girl's body is gone, and she has sunk down, as if she has an extra sense of belonging?

Master Sun felt that his description was a bit confusing. After all, the sense of belonging was used to describe people wandering in a foreign land.

Sancho was born and raised in J city. She was adopted by Sang Donghui and his wife when she was two years old. She grew up in the Bian family manor. The word sense of belonging should have nothing to do with her anyway.

But this was his most real feeling. He just felt that this girl had just now developed a sense of belonging to the land beneath her feet.

Shaking his head and putting aside the messy thoughts in his mind, Master Sun narrowed his eyes and asked, "Would you like to practice your skills first?"

Sancho shook his head and refused: "Master Sun, you underestimate me too much. It's only been half a year and I don't know how to do it."

"Little girl, you are quite proud. Okay, I won't practice. The old man has some good ingredients here for you to use directly."

Because of a vague expectation, Master Sun decided to give some of the good materials he had collected to Sancho to see if this girl could surprise him.

Master Sun was about to reluctantly dig out the treasure, but Sancho turned around and showed off the backpack behind him.

"I found some good porcelain stones and clay outside this winter vacation."

Master Sun opened Sancho's backpack curiously, and then his eyes turned red with jealousy.

"Where did you find such high-quality porcelain stones and clay? Are they still available?"

Why is this girl so lucky? So many familiar miners and mine owners in the Bian family failed to find good goods. This girl escaped with half a backpack after going out.

Sancho spread out his hands: "Everything is here."

Master Sun became even more jealous when he heard this. He closed his backpack and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Out of sight out of mind.

A good piece of porcelain takes at least half a month from clay to finished product.

Sancho started from clay training, doing every aspect by himself, and it took him three full months to finally complete it. In the meantime, he went back to school to take a mid-term exam while drying the clay.

Even before Sancho's porcelain blank entered the kiln, Master Sun said frankly: "Whether you can produce a finished product in this furnace or not, I can never teach you anything anymore."

For master craftsmen like them, the appreciation of a piece of porcelain does not necessarily begin when it comes out of the kiln.

When it comes to burning a kiln, it depends 70% on manpower and 30% on God's will. No matter how experienced the master is, there will be times when he produces useless products, but this does not prove that the master is incompetent.

Excluding the third factor of God's will, from the moment the porcelain blank enters the kiln, you can already see the skill of the porcelain maker and the standard of the porcelain that is about to be completed.

As for Sancho's batch of porcelain blanks, the craftsmanship has been removed, leaving only the originality.

"Master Sang, the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves ahead!" Master Sun jokingly called Sancho master, sighing with both joy and disappointment in his heart.

I am happy that I have someone to follow me, but I am disappointed that I am the one who was photographed on the beach.

"There are some things that really depend on talent. No matter how hard people without talent work, it is just the starting point for people with talent. Old man, I have been making ceramics for a lifetime, but it is not as good as your five years of hard work." Sun Sun The master said it with emotion.

Sancho just smiled and made no excuse.

Five years? No, if you include the time she spent studying in the system's holographic teaching every day, she spent far more than five years, eight or ten years.

In the end, Master Sun did not get slapped in the face. The batch of porcelain produced by Sancho did not have any defective products. All of them were exquisite and full of charm.

Stroking the slightly warm wine bottle, Bian Mingshan's face was very excited.

"If I hadn't watched this batch of porcelain come out of the oven with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that our Bian family would have such exquisite porcelain fired again!"

The war caused the loss of many glaze recipes and porcelain firing techniques passed down by word of mouth. Even with the support of Master Sun, the Bian family could only barely maintain it.

Later, with Sancho's research on glazes, the Bian family had several more glaze formulas, but glaze formulas alone would not be enough without a powerful pottery master.

The beautiful glaze color must be matched with exquisite porcelain to be useful.

His son Bian Yunxu once worked hard in the workshop to make ceramics, but eventually gave up because he had no talent and turned his attention to the company's business.

There are many apprentices in the workshop, but no surprising seedlings have ever appeared.

Unexpectedly, in the end, it was Sancho, a girl who had become a monk halfway, who had the best hope of bringing the Bian family's ceramic industry to another peak.

"I am far inferior to you now." Bian Yunxu smiled and admitted defeat.

In the past, Sancho secretly compared her works with his, thinking that he didn't know, but in fact, he had noticed her from the shadow on the ground.

At that time, his works could probably crush the little girl's works, so she came quietly and left quietly.

Now he has not fired ceramics for more than a year, and firing ceramics has become his hobby. Sancho, even though he was criticized by Master Sun as a work of craftsmanship, he never gave up.

Now, she has finally received the reward for her hard work.

[Congratulations to the host for being one step closer to lighting up the achievement. 】001 also sent his congratulations in time.

"Go further?"

Sancho's joy was completely dampened by the systematic congratulations.

"Have I not highlighted my achievements yet? Aren't I going to become a master of pottery? Master Sun has already called me Master Sang before!"

Perhaps this sentence of Master Sang contains a certain amount of water. She is just a low-end master, but no matter how low-end she is, she is still a master. Just because she is low-end, we cannot deny her status as a master.

001 was silent for a moment, and then solemnly reminded Sancho: [Host, please remember the achievements you want to light up in the future. 】

[Our goal is to become a famous pottery master, not to be a pottery master. The host is now one step away from becoming famous before lighting up the achievement. 】

What is the most important weapon of the country? Can a person be called a valuable asset to the country if he has astonishing talent but is a solitary and reclusive person?

This is obviously not possible.

The most important person in the country refers to a person who has made outstanding contributions to the country, no matter what the contribution is.

Those who have made meritorious service to the country are responsible for the mountains.

Sancho was dumbfounded.

Yes, she remembered, the full name of the achievement that she needed to highlight was "Famous Master of Ceramics".

She has achieved mastery of pottery, so the question is, how can she become famous?

There is a kind of luck called sleeping when someone gives you a pillow. Just when Sancho was wondering how to become famous, Bian Minghe gave him an opportunity.

"Sancho, what are you going to do with this batch of porcelain? Are you going to keep it yourself or...?"

Bian Mingshan hadn't finished speaking, but Sancho could already hear the deep meaning in his words, and immediately asked: "Uncle Er Tang, do you have any suggestions?"

Mr. Bian has two sons and one daughter. The eldest son Bian Mingshan is mostly responsible for the internal business of Bian's company, while the second son Bian Minghe and the youngest daughter Bian Mingyu are mainly responsible for foreign trade.

"There is a ceramics exhibition abroad recently. The exhibits include but are not limited to various antique ceramics and modern ceramics. If you don't mind, I would like to send your wine set to the exhibition."

There are many kinds of porcelains fired by Sancho, ranging from vases half as tall as a man to wine sets no bigger than a palm.

Among the many finished utensils, he likes the set of drinking utensils he has the most.

Generally, small wine sets are mostly solid colors or blue and white to avoid being fancy, but Sancho uniquely painted pictures on this set of wine sets.

The set of wine sets includes two wine bottles and eight small wine glasses. Looking at them separately, the drawings on each wine set are different. They are extremely small and exquisite, and do not look fancy.

But when put together, they form a picture of red plums, falling snow, playing the piano, dancing with swords, and drinking wine in the snow!

Looking at them individually and together, the unique classical charm of China came to his mind, awakening his childhood martial arts dream.

Today is also a day where I work overtime until I suddenly die. Two in one, I really don’t have the energy to divide it into chapters. Dear friends, please bear with me and let’s do it.

Today is also a day off for the drama queen, but I have a day off tomorrow, so the drama queen will make up for what is missing today tomorrow, and I would like to say sorry to the drama queens.

Finally, the summer night is romantic and warm, and you who left me comments are gentle and cute. Good night, my cuties.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like