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MTL - Enter the Room-Chapter 190
Chapter 190
When Shao Qing came out from Song Jiyun's place, it was already time for dinner.
The autumn wind is blowing.
Shao Qing wrapped up his clothes and trotted into Yinyu Hall.
The flowers and trees in the yard were blown to this side by the wind, rattling loudly.
Yuan Yunzhong actually stood under the eaves like a loose body.
As if waiting for him.
Shao Qing hurriedly shook his head, put the thought aside, and said, "My lord, what are you doing standing here? Where's the boy? You'd better go into the house quickly, I see that the weather is not right, maybe it will cool down tomorrow. "
Yuan Yunzhong gave a "hmm" and ignored him, but said: "How is Miss Song?"
Shao Qing was embarrassed to say that he ate several pieces of shrimp crisps there, drank several cups of Biluochun, laughed a few times, and said: "Miss Song is very good! What kind of monochromatic porcelain is she burning? It's red, and it's orange when it's burnt. It's very beautiful. Ms. Song racked her brains, but she couldn't cook anything satisfactory. I watched Ms. Song worried, flipping through the book, and Burning ashes, and mixing glaze water, I was so busy that my eyebrows were stained with ashes, so I was there to help."
Yuan Yunzhong frowned: "Ashes?"
"Yes! Yes!" Shao Qing followed Yuan Yunzhong since he was a child. No one knows how smart Yuan Yunzhong is than him. He was afraid that Yuan Yunzhong would not believe it, so he hurriedly showed off what he had just learned from Song Jiyun, "It is glaze ash. When limestone is calcined and melted into water, it becomes slaked lime. Then we burn Osmanthus fragrans into ashes and add them together. It becomes glaze ash. It is used to adjust the glaze. This time the porcelain is very, very difficult to fire. Ms. Song said that she is not at ease to hand it over to anyone. From drawing the blank to adjusting the glaze to firing, it is all Ms. Song. One person, burned out with one hand and one foot."
"Really?" Yuan Yunzhong looked at him with the corners of his mouth curled up, clearly not believing his words, "Didn't you say that all the porcelain ordered by Prince Huai's residence has been handed over? Why do you have to adjust the glaze and burn it yourself?"
Shao Qing hurriedly said: "What are the things in Prince Huai's mansion? Ms. Song fired it in one kiln. The seven kilns after that are all burning that alum-red porcelain. If you don't believe it, you can go to Ms. Song's workshop to have a look. Otherwise Why did Miss Song burn eight kilns but still not come out?"
Yuan Yunzhong didn't ask anything, turned around and went back to the study.
Shao Qing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ran away.
He ate a lot of dim sum at Ms. Song's in the afternoon, and if he had dinner with Yuan Yunzhong, he would definitely reveal his secrets.
When it was time to hold the lanterns, it began to rain cats and dogs.
The rain washes away everything in the world, forming small ditches on the ground.
Song Jiyun, who was watching the fire by the side of the kiln, felt a burst of coolness.
She went to close the windows of the east wing, which she used as a studio, and then went to the backyard to look at the warehouse where firewood was piled up.
When she came back, she found that the hexagonal box she had put on the shelf in the east wing seemed to have been tampered with.
She called out to the apprentice on duty in the small workshop: "Has anyone been here?"
"No!" The apprentice is Luo Zixing's closed disciple, not only good at craftsmanship, but also honest and loyal, "I have been staying here, and I haven't seen anyone coming."
Or she was wrong.
Song Jiyun didn't care.
Shao Qing found that the hem of Yuan Yunzhong's straight skirt was a little wet.
He asked Yuan Yunzhong: "You went out? Where did you go under such heavy rain?"
Yuan Yunzhong was bowing his head to tie the belt of his coat, when he heard that his hand tied the belt paused, and lowered his eyelids, he said, "It's raining so hard, what am I going to do?"
Under the dim light, Shao Qing didn't notice.
He let out an "oh", and took Yuan Yunzhong's changed clothes out of the inner room.
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Yuan Yunzhong really clashed with her red porcelain!
Song Jiyun looked at the two hexagonal boxes on the table and sighed long.
Put in forty hexagonal boxes of porcelain blanks, and burn into two!
Of the twenty cups of justice she put in, eight of them burned!
Not to mention the burned green flowers.
All done!
Do you want to burn another kiln?
Song Jiyun was hesitating.
Zhou Zheng brought his apprentices to deliver pine wood to him.
As he helped Song Jiyun fill up the small workshop's warehouse for storing pine timber, he asked, "Do you want to continue burning alum red?"
That tone, as if something happened.
Sure enough, he frowned and told Song Jiyun: "The Liangyu Kiln Factory sells blue and white porcelain at a reduced price, which is one-third cheaper than ours."
In other words, it’s like a 60-30% discount.
The strength is very strong.
Song Jiyun couldn't help but frown upon hearing this.
Porcelain in Jingdezhen never drops in price.
And defective products are cheaper than mud.
They rely on handicrafts for a living.
Lowering prices will only lower their value.
What's more, every household in Jingdezhen burns blue and white flowers, which are the most popular.
The price reduction of Song Tao will affect all the blue and white burners.
"The business of our kiln has also begun to be affected in the past few days." Zhou Zheng said worriedly, "I asked people to go to Liangyu Kiln to have a look, and there was a long queue, not to mention, many people left after hearing the news. There are almost no people in front of some small workshops. The merchants who come to our house to buy goods are also clamoring for us to lower prices."
The implication is to ask Song Jiyun if they want to follow suit.
Anyway, what they burn is dragon kiln, the yield is high, and the cost is much cheaper than others.
Liangyu Kiln Factory can afford it, so can they.
Unexpectedly, Song Jiyun heard it, and without thinking about it, he said: "We don't lower the price! Go and tell those merchants that the products we sell are all flawless and genuine products, and it is impossible to lower the price."
"But..." Zhou Zheng said hesitantly.
Who sells porcelain that is not flawless and authentic?
Song Jiyun said: "You don't have to worry. The newly built toilet smells good for three days, not to mention the price reduction, which has never happened in Jingdezhen. You just wait, the more we insist, the more hesitant those merchants will be. Sometimes, what you sell is not the thing itself, but its premium.”
Zhou Zheng couldn't understand.
Song Jiyun smiled and said, "Believe me, we can wait a few days before talking."
Finally, he comforted him: "If it doesn't work, let's burn another dragon kiln, and all problems will be solved!"
Zhou was listening, his eyes lit up.
yes! As long as their boss is willing to make a move, who can lower the cost than their family!
He left happily.
Song Cumulus fired the ninth kiln.
This time she put sixty alum red hexagonal boxes!
In addition, there are more than one hundred various alum red cups.
In this way, she can use several justice cups and Sancai cups, and burn several sets of tea sets!
However, if the hexagonal box cannot be burned this time, she will not burn it.
And she doesn't have time to burn.
She has to prepare for the bidding of the Royal Kiln Factory.
It's just that she hasn't had time to open the kiln, but Zhou Zheng came to her door with a sad face: "The business of Liangyu Kiln Factory is in full swing these days, but our kiln's business has not improved, and other kiln factories are even worse.
"Several old merchants in our kiln factory couldn't sit still anymore, and they came to discuss with me in private, not asking for a one-third reduction like Liangyu Kiln Factory, but it is also a meaning to reduce it more or less.
"Boss, it's not a problem if this continues!
"You still have to find a way!"
(end of this chapter)