A lonely brave man, I become the king of music

Jingdezhen, the porcelain capital of China, has been the largest porcelain manufacturing place in China since ancient times, and it is also the location of the imperial kiln.

The local people, men, women and children, make a living by firing porcelain, and the quaint town is peaceful and quiet.

Li Mushang, in green shirt and long suit, was walking on the small bridge, his brows were wrinkled and his face was full of sorrow.

It started to rain lightly, and people on the road quickened their pace, but when they passed by him, they would all stop to salute and call Mr. Li.

The improvement of virtual screen technology has made a qualitative leap in the perception of TV programs. It can easily simulate different scenes and save the cumbersome process of real scene construction.

The transition is natural and smooth, and there is no need to stop for a while during the whole process, rebuild the scene and perform again.

The sense of history created by the opening scene instantly pulls the audience into the Yuan Dynasty 800 years ago. That era was not particularly stable after the heyday of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

Walking slowly and alone, he finally walked to a porcelain shop called "Blue and White".

When the waiter saw Li Mushang, he stood up and shouted, "Master, you are back."

"Now other shops are using Sumaliqing brought in by foreigners. I took a sneak peek and found that it is indeed a high-quality paint."

"Not to mention the bright color, I heard that it will not fade after countless years."

"Why don't we just go with the flow?"

Li Mushang sighed after hearing this: "From the Tang Dynasty to the present, the Li family has always been an ancestral handicraft. No matter how good the paint is, it is someone else's property."

"Those people in the porcelain trade have long been salivating. Do you really think they are so kind to provide pigments at low prices to make money?"

"Don't mention it again, understand?"

The waiter in the shop nodded aggrievedly. He couldn't understand why there are ready-made high-quality paints that are not used, but he insisted on sticking to the outdated technology.

The lights dimmed and came on again The scene has changed to the waterway pier.

Uncle Mu Yang wore a melon cap on his head and a black gown with faint gold threads entangled on it. It looked expensive. The beard on the corner of his mouth was deliberately turned up, but there was a braid behind him. The shape was nondescript and very funny.

There were unloading workers all around, and Uncle Mu Yang walked among them, raising his head high, his eyes full of disdain.

When he saw several strong men in sheepskin jackets and cashmere hats standing in front of the boat, his expression changed instantly, and his back, which was originally straight, also bent down.

"You little one, I've met a few adults."

I have to say that your uncle is still your uncle. Uncle Mu Yang has never acted before, but at this moment, he doesn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

Acting naturally doesn't need self-introduction, and the image of the doglegs in his bones is vivid.

When seeing this, the audience felt a little uncomfortable. This scene has never been similar. Since modern times, China has been continuously invaded by foreign powers.

China can become the only complete ancient civilized country in the world today, all of which are roads paved with blood by patriots.

These dog legs who eat soft and fear hard are constantly bullying their compatriots.

When the strong man saw Uncle Mu Yang, a trace of ridicule appeared on his face: "My friend in Guan, how is the matter going?"

Uncle Mu Yang took off his melon cap and said, "Other shops in the town have already used the paint you brought, but Li Mushang directly refused."

The strong man's face was full of displeasure, and Uncle Mu Yang continued to speak with a trace of sweat on his forehead: "This shop has always been the royal kiln of the palace. I heard that they will be firing a batch of blue and white porcelain recently. We are not as good as you."

The man in animal clothes was very satisfied with the suggestion, and said in jerky Chinese: "You are definitely my best friend, and everything will be done as you say."

The scene returns to Li Mushang's side. He walks through the front hall to the backyard, his footsteps seem a little hurried and obviously disturbed.

"Brother Mu Shang, are you here?"

The woman shouted in a silver bell-like voice, and instead of turning her head, she sat on the edge of the table, holding bottles and cans in her hands, looking very busy.

The camera zoomed in on the audience, and Uncle Mu Yang and Lao Yang in the background were all surprised. This girl was actually Zhao Xiaogu, one of the four actors.

This is a special guest invited by Li Mushang. Originally, he wanted Chen Jia to perform with him, but the girl went to the countryside to perform and had no time to rehearse, and she was not a professional actor, so she was replaced by Zhao Xiaogu.

The other party didn't have much time, but they still readily agreed to help, which also led to today's surprise appearance.

Zhao Xiaogu's image perfectly fits the costume drama. At this time, there is no flaw in his gestures and words, and he is very professional.

Pointing to the two paints in front of her, she said: "This is the paint I have newly prepared, and there is still a gap between the paints that Yuanren brought in from overseas."

Xiao Gu looked exhausted, as if he hadn't had a good rest during this time.

Li Mushang said with distressed face, "The imperial kiln will start firing soon, and we don't have much time."

"I'm really ashamed to make you suffer."

Xiaogu showed a smile: "What are you talking about, if it wasn't for your rescue back then, I would have starved to death."

Li Mushang reluctantly rolled up the cuffs of his gown, and joined in, the two complemented each other and forgot to sleep and eat.

"If we add copper to the cobalt material as a colorant, will there be red patterns after high-temperature oxidation?"

"Success we succeeded!"

"This dye is called underglaze red!"

"Now there are finally dyes that can compete with overseas people. They have Sumaliqing, and we have blue and white underglaze red."

His voice faded. In a porcelain shop, Uncle Mu Yang, who was wearing a formal dress, was sitting directly above him, with a large shelf.

"Boss Yang, you also know recently that your old opponent has developed a new dye, blue and white underglaze red?"

"Master General Yang is quite unhappy. As a partner, I hope you can steal the original formula."

Lao Yang was dressed gorgeously at this time, facing Uncle Mu Yang with a smooth face of a businessman, when he heard that the other party asked him to steal the formula, he froze for a moment and turned pale.

"Although Li Mushang and I are in a business competition relationship, I have always disliked him, but the underglaze red is a dye developed by Huaxia itself."

"Although Yang is just a businessman, he is also a Chinese. I won't do this."

Uncle Mu Yang slammed his stick to the ground and snorted coldly: "Don't forget that all the dyes you are using now are provided by Master Yuan. They will not be happy when the time comes!"

But Lao Yang waved his hand: "You are welcome!"

The two parties broke up unhappy, and Lao Yang's shop was smashed and burned to the ground shortly after.

The masses talked a lot, saying that the shop owner had offended the big shots, and lamented that the century-old shop had been destroyed.

At the kiln mouth on the outskirts of Jingdezhen, Li Mushang was wearing a thin shirt with mud all over his face.

Carefully took out the plain embryo from it, and held it in front of Zhao Xiaogu with a face full of surprise.