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Chapter 54 The Strange Jar

Chapter 54: Strange jar

Among these figurines, the warrior figurines are the most loved by Chen Wanrong. They are held in their hands. A smooth texture comes from their fingers, making Chen Wanrong even more love them. He asked, "How much does this cost?"

Manager Yuan touched his beard and enjoyed Chen Wanrong's love expression. He shook his head and said, "This was made by me by myself. It has been eight years since then. It is a great honor for me to win your love, but this figurine will not sell it no matter how much money it costs."

When asked about the price, he boasted about it. Chen Wanrong knew that good craftsmen valued their works very much. They only gave them to others and did not sell them. They reluctantly put the warrior figurines back on the shelf.

Manager Yuan asked, "Is there a style you like? If there is, you can pick up the goods, and there are some spots."

Chen Wanrong shook his head and said, "Although you have many varieties here, there is nothing I want."

Manager Yuan was very disbelief, touched his beard and said confidently: "Although my Yuan family kiln is nothing, it is still a little famous and has a complete range of varieties. If I don't have one here, you can't find it anywhere else."

Chen Wanrong knew that a master like him had a complacent attitude. If he didn't let him see Zhen Zhang, he would really think that there were only such things in the world. He smiled and said, "I'll draw a look, you'll know it at a glance."

Manager Yuan had no idea about this proposal, so he prepared his pen and ink and said, "Please."

Chen Wanrong couldn't deal with it when he used a brush to draw. He lifted the ink ingot and used it as a pencil, and drew a circle on the paper. Using ink to draw it was too strange. Manager Yuan first encountered it in his life. He was surprised and his eyes were involuntarily wide open, not much smaller than those of a cow's eyes.

Chen Wanrong ignored him and drew a few more times, and a cylindrical shape appeared. He drew a long mouth that was obliquely downward, with a ruler of two feet long.

I have never seen the spout of the pot facing up, but I have never seen the spout of the pot facing down. I couldn't help it when I first encountered it in my life. I spoke out loud, "Where is the truth?" He was old because of the accident, so he said so tactfully, and did not clearly say "You drew the wrong one."

Chen Wanrong was obedient and naturally understood what he meant and said very surely: "That's right, it's downward." If it weren't for this downward spout, Chen Wanrong wouldn't use it in the kiln.

If the fox konite method is used to make sulfuric acid, the bile alum will be burned and decomposed into copper oxide and sulfur trioxide. The effective ingredient is sulfur trioxide. It will be dissolved in water to obtain sulfuric acid.

The problem was that in the Tang Dynasty, there was no convenient and suitable equipment, so it was difficult to collect sulfur trioxide, and it was much more convenient to use ceramics. The spout of this red pot was diagonally downward, and the sulfur trioxide passed through the spout and entered the container containing water. This was done. Therefore, this spout was the key.

Although Manager Yuan didn't agree with it, Chen Wanrong had already insisted, so he could only agree with it. He smiled and said, "The guest's wonderful ideas have opened Yuan Tiancheng's eyes. Yuan was alive at this age and saw Xiangshu's spout for the first time, and he saw it, and he saw it!" There was a lot of ridicule in his words.

It was the first time Chen Wanrong saw such a downward spout. This was the method he had to take. He smiled and said, "I laughed at you, I laughed at you!"

After pondering for a moment, Yuan Tiancheng quoted: "Your thing is very special, I have never made it, it takes a lot of time. The price is naturally higher, and it costs five jin per person." Five jin per person is expensive for mature porcelain, but not too expensive for those who have never made it.

Chen Wanrong didn't care about the price, as long as the things are easy to use, and smiled and said, "Price is not a problem, as long as the things are good."

Yuan Tiancheng didn't agree at all: "If you are not satisfied with what I did, no one can do it."

Just have this confidence. Chen Wanrong drew a hovering line on the spout and reminded: "The spout is very important, you must do it well and do not leak air."

Yuan Tiancheng couldn't see it clearly, so hesitated and asked, "What is this? Why is it like a coiled snake?"

This is a thread, something that modern people don’t need to explain, but in the eyes of the Tang people, it is something that is so novel that it cannot be more novel, so he cannot help but be curious.

The emergence of threads is a major event in the history of engineering and has a very far-reaching impact. If there were no threads, most of our current tools would not be able to be used, and our comfort level in life would be much lower.

The Tang Dynasty not only had threads, but also had very fine workmanship. However, there were not many people who knew it, mainly used in the production of gold and silver jewelry. Archaeologists have discovered that there were not many threads, and it is very likely that the threads were not widely used in the Tang Dynasty.

Chen Wanrong had to be a good gentleman and explained to him: "This is a thread, and the same pattern is made on the lid, and it can be meshed as soon as it rotates, without leaking water or air leakage. If you install a handle on it, it can be carried in your hand, which is very convenient."

Adding threads is easy to seal, so that sulfur trioxide can flow into the water. With threads, sulfur trioxide can be prevented from leaking out from above to a large extent. Even if there is leakage, there will not be too much. Just cover it with something. The effect is much better than having no threads.

This is the most basic use of threads, but Yuan Tiancheng was stunned when he heard this. After a while, he said: "Is there such a wonderful thing?"

If someone asks this in modern society, it will be considered as mentally abnormal. Chen Wanrong replied casually: "Of course."

Yuan Tiancheng did not immediately express his opinion. He turned his eyes to look at the paintings painted by Chen Wanrong. His eyes became brighter and brighter. He tapped his hands and was amazed: "Mysterious thoughts and wonderful structures are the works of heaven and man!" He said excitedly: "With this thread, new varieties of porcelain can be launched, which is more convenient and more convenient!"

Chen Wanrong looked at him in surprise. Yuan Tiancheng reacted so quickly. He thought of launching a new variety so quickly. This business mind is really not a big deal.

Yuan Tiancheng rubbed his hands, was very excited, and clasped his fists and asked: "My friend, the name of Gao?"

When asked about the name, it was naturally that Chen Wanrong's weight in his mind became much heavier. Chen Wanrong smiled and said, "I'm so serious, my name is Chen Wanrong."

Yuan Tiancheng gently slapped his high-highlights, as if he saw an old friend, and was very intimate: "It turned out to be the shopkeeper Chen, who was disrespectful, and disrespectful."

Chen Wanrong moved to Ning County for a short time, but he was a famous person in Ning County. Although Chen Zairong had the credit for going to the East Palace, more importantly, Chen Wanrong earned the reputation of making soap. Yuan Tiancheng didn't think it was surprising that Chen Wanrong knew Chen Wanrong's name.

"Shopkeeper Yuan is so serious." Chen Wanrong maintained his usual humble style.

Yuan Tiancheng held Chen Wanrong's hand intimately and patted it on the back of his hand: "Shopkeeper Chen, you are a real person, but you don't show your appearance, but you don't hear me. The old man's eyes are dizzy, and he actually thinks it's an ordinary person, a sin."

"I dare not, I dare not!" Chen Wanrong couldn't stand his enthusiasm, so he quickly changed the topic and said, "Shopkeeper Yuan, please help me with this thing. I will pay you now."

Yuan Tiancheng hurriedly stopped him: "Shopkeeper Chen, aren't you going to break me? How dare I ask for your money? Storekeeper Chen, think about it, your method is so clever. If I use porcelain, the transaction will be much better, and I will make much more money than this. If you withdraw money again, you will look down on me."

Making threads on steel parts is very troublesome and requires tapping. It is very laborious and can only be completed by machinery. Making threads on porcelain is much simpler, because porcelain is made of mineral soil, and it is necessary to make a "carf" before firing. It only requires a little improvement on the carficion, and there is no technical difficulty at all.

However, it has a great effect. Using threads on porcelain may not be useful, at least as an "advertising". Not to mention, if some large vessels have threads and are much more convenient to move, they will definitely be popular.

This is the truth, Chen Wanrong had to accept it and said, "Then I'm disrespectful!"

"That's right!" Yuan Tiancheng was very happy and touched his beard and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, I will be the host tonight, let's get together."

There are too many good things, right? Yuan Tiancheng not only doesn’t want money to buy a porcelain, but also wants to invite food and drinks. Chen Wanrong himself was a little unbelievable and smiled and said, “I appreciate the kindness of the shopkeeper Yuan, but I still have some things at home, so I have to go back.”

Yuan Tiancheng was extremely sorry and shook his head repeatedly: "What a pity, what a pity! Then we will meet again another day." He stood up, walked to the shelf, took Tang Sancai for more than a dozen, and said: "These gadgets are not respected, so please accept them with a smile."

He kept saying that he would not sell it, but now he was going to give it away. This change is too big. However, Chen Wanrong liked his change. Tang Sancai, Chen Wanrong had no reason to not want it, and nodded happily, "Then thank you Manager Yuan."

Yuan Tiancheng packed Tang San color and handed it to Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong said goodbye and Yuan Tiancheng sent it out. (Note: It is certain that threads appeared in the Tang Dynasty. As for whether threads were used on porcelain, I did not find the information and did not deal with it for the time being. If there is any mistake, please correct me.)

Chen Wanrong didn't care about making porcelain at all. What made Chen Wanrong happy was that there was Tang Sancai. Tang Sancai was a dazzling pearl in Chinese Tang Dynasty art. Chen Wanrong saw many pictures on the Internet and wanted to collect some. One is that he didn't know whether it was true or false, and the other is that it was too expensive and he never left this thought.

Although Tang Sancai is not as valuable as in later generations, he is a real antique, not to mention a treasure that Yuan Tiancheng regards as a non-selling thing, which is enough to make Chen Wanrong excited for a while.

When Xiao Shangrong returned home happily, he was leading someone to build a stove. When he saw Chen Wanrong's excited look, he blurted out: "Brother, why are you so happy?"

Chen Wanrong tightened the package in his hand, asked without answering the question, and asked back: "Are you building a stove?"

Xiao Shangrong smiled and nodded and said, "Yes. Construction will start tomorrow. I bought the things. If I don't build them up, what else can I do tomorrow?"

"Aren't you resting today? You don't have to worry about this day or half a day." Chen Wanrong thought to himself that these ancients were really like that. If they didn't rest during the rest period, those employees would have been gone long ago.

Xiao Shangrong smiled and said, "Brother, everyone is happy and don't want to be idle. Just do it."

Chen Wanrong recruited relatives and friends of the hired workers to work today. They were extremely happy and volunteered to repay Chen Wanrong, so they had to say, "You guys do it." They left with the package.

If it were in the past, Chen Wanrong would have looked at it for a while and gave some advice, but today he ignored it and went straight into the house. Xiao Shangrong was confused and shook his head and took the people to work again.

Chen Wanrong returned to the house, put the package on the table, looked at it for a while, and rubbed his hands, and his joy was beyond words. He moved the table to the wall, and then arranged Tang Sancai neatly.

More than a dozen Tang Sancai had different styles, but they were the same. Chen Wanrong looked at him and couldn't help but be happy. The door was pushed open with a bang, and Chen honestly said at the door: "Wanrong, you are back, why don't you talk?" He came to urge Chen Wanrong to talk with his younger brother, but in fact he was relying on Chen Wanrong to support the storefront.

"Dad, I have something to do." Chen Wanrong looked at Tang Sancai without looking back.

"What's wrong with you?" Although Chen Laoshi was eager to ask Chen Wanrong to save face, he still didn't dare to take on his serious business. He asked hurriedly. He saw Tang Sancai on the table with joy on his face. He stepped in, his eyes widened and asked, "Wanrong, where did you buy it? It looks so good!"

Tang Sancai has three basic glaze colors: yellow, white and green, so it is called "Tang Sancai". Although there are only three basic colors, they can be made into various shapes and different styles. After a thousand years, it is still a popular favorite among antique collectors. It has its own extraordinary charm. Chen Houshi likes it in reason.

Chen Wanrong hurriedly stopped Chen Laoshi's outstretched hand and reminded: "Dad, don't touch it! This was not bought, it was given by a friend."

"I won't touch it, I will rub my hands." Chen Laoshi liked it without Chen Wanrong's consent, but he didn't dare to touch it again. He couldn't stop rubbing his hands, and his love was beyond words.

After seeing the father and son, Chen Wanrong went to work. The employer was a neighbor and was brought to him by his relatives. Chen Zairong's festive banquet to the East Palace should have been held last night. They were busy going home yesterday but they did not complete it. They held it tonight. This festive banquet was combined to welcome the second uncle and aunt. After a happy evening, they gave up.

The next day, Chen Wanrong had to do the first thing he had to do was to train these new employees. Needless to say, the carpenters were experienced carpenters with quick hands and feet and could make them just by giving them samples. The packaging had no technical content, so Han Huahua and Chen Wangshi were trained slightly.

The only difficulty is making soap here. They have no chemistry knowledge, and they cannot tell them about chemical reactions. That sounds like a book of heaven, and they are covered in fog, so they can only read and make them do it. In order to help them master these operations faster, Chen Wanrong sent them to Xiao Shangrong and other old employees, one by one, and one step at a time.

The effect is pretty good. After one day, I finally found some tricks. After three days, I can start.

It would be unrealistic for them to be like graduates of chemical engineering schools. Chen Wanrong was still satisfied with this entry in a short time.

"Brother, someone is looking for you." Xiao Shangrong quickly walked to Chen Wanrong to report.

"Who?" Chen Wanrong was directing people to make soap and asked with his head raised.

Xiao Shangrong shook his head and said, "I don't know. However, he took a friend and drove a car with white porcelain. Brother, that porcelain is really strange. His mouth is like this, downward, and he can't even hold water. I don't know which fool who was thinking about things after eating and thinking about things. What can he hold with his mouth downward?" After speaking, he was extremely contemptuous and looked sarcastic.

This is the most bizarre porcelain in the Tianzi font size, so it is impossible not to comment.

There was only one person who could think of such a strange thing, that was Chen Wanrong. Chen Wanrong gave him a blank look: "I made it."

"Brother, did you do it?" Xiao Shangrong didn't believe it at all, and thought he had heard it wrong.

Chen Wanrong affirmed: "Yes. The way I painted it was made by Manager Yuan." The tool arrived, and the sulfuric acid was about to emerge. Sulfuric acid was known as the mother of industry and had a profound impact. Chen Wanrong was very excited and quickly welcomed it out.

"Brother, don't take it to your heart. I didn't mean it." Xiao Shangrong hurriedly chased after him.

Chen Wanrong didn't care whether he was intentional or not, so he rushed to the door and saw Yuan Tiancheng standing at the door, holding his fists at him and saluting: "Shopkeeper Chen, Yuan is coming abruptly, please forgive me."

"Shopkeeper Yuan, you have a heavy word, but you have a heavy word." After the preparation, you will be sent over. Anyone will be satisfied with this attitude. Chen Wanrong smiled and greeted. After the gift, he walked to the carriage and looked at the porcelain. He had no choice but to say that it was burned well enough. He stroked his hand and there was a real texture, smooth and delicate, making people feel comfortable.

This is a tool, and there is no need to burn it so well. As long as it can be made of sulfuric acid, it will be done. Yuan Tiancheng really did his best to burn the tools as a work of art. This mentality is worthy of praise, but it is a bit wasteful.

The spout is much smaller than Chen Wanrong's paintings, and is more slender, and is more than three feet long. Yuan Tiancheng hurriedly explained: "Shopkeeper Chen, I have thought about it. This mouth looks relatively smooth. Even if something flows through it, it will not be too fast. I wonder if I can be satisfied?"

This improvement is better than Chen Wanrong’s design. Chen Wanrong is not satisfied, but very satisfied. After looking at the spout of the lid, the threads are clearly visible.

"Please rest assured that there will be no leakage. If it is leaking, Yuan will no longer burn this thing from now on." Yuan Tiancheng was full of confidence and was almost slapped in his chest.
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