Recycled Porcelain [Ancient Wears Today]

Except for that unclear sentence on the New Year's Eve, Mr. Jiang resumed his dignified posture, no matter how Jiang Xin scratched his ears and scratched his head, he couldn't get any information out.

This frightened Jiang Xin, with her neck curled up and her tail between her legs, and she stayed in Xiaoyanglou obediently until the fifth day of the new year. Uncle Jiang and Aunt Jiang's family left after the Chinese New Year, and then returned to their own home with Xu Jiuzhao.

Pressing Xu Jiuzhao from the afternoon to the evening, after the beast that had been suppressed for several days was satisfied, Jiang Xin remembered the seemingly beating words of Mr. Jiang again.

"I think grandpa should know something."

Xu Jiuzhao, who was about to fall asleep, was awakened by his words. He turned over and looked at Jiang Xin who was leaning against the head of the bed on the other side.

"You're not mistaken?" Xu Jiuzhao propped up his upper body, revealing a few ambiguous marks on the quilt's chest that Jiang Xin made.

Jiang Xin stretched out her arms and pulled up the thin quilt to cover his shoulders: "Based on what I know about my grandpa, he should have guessed that there is something going on between us."

Xu Jiuzhao's complexion also darkened. Although he was paying attention, Jiang Xin would unconsciously cling to him many times in Xiaoyanglou.Every time he either pushed away or avoided, but not every time in time, occasionally being seen by Mr. Jiang.

"Then why doesn't the old man say anything?" Xu Jiuzhao was puzzled.

"I don't know." Jiang Xin felt that her grandfather was too deep and unfathomable, did she want to scare him to death, and then make him retreat?

Jiang Xin had already made Mr. Jiang dizzy, Xu Jiuzhao was silent for a while and said, "I won't go to Jiang's old house for the time being."

Jiang Xin looked at him in surprise: "Why?"

Xu Jiuzhao lay flat and said calmly: "Although your grandfather didn't make a clear statement, if he really knows about it, I'd better not appear in front of his old man too much until the situation is unknown. To avoid stimulating his emotions, It is developing in a direction that is not good for us."

Infected by Xu Jiuzhao's calmness, Jiang Xin's mind was finally able to turn.He also lay down and leaned towards Xu Jiuzhao.Xu Jiuzhao turned his body sideways and opened his arms so that Jiang Xin's head could touch his neck—he likes to sleep like this, even though he is so big, he still likes to pretend to be a little bird.

Jiang Xin said: "I think, even if my grandpa is angry and angry, he won't come to you. One is that you are younger than me, so I can't blame you. He will definitely scold me first. In addition A closed disciple of your old Zou, old Zou and my grandfather are very close friends, if I abduct you, my grandfather will definitely feel sorry for old Zou. Once he reveals this matter in the open, it will be inevitable Let Elder Zou know."

Jiang Xinyue said that his thinking became clearer: "My grandfather probably didn't want to affect his friendship with Mr. Zou because of the two of us, so he didn't say anything."

Xu Jiuzhao brushed Jiang Xin's scalp unconsciously with his fingers, and he said, "It's very likely that's the case."

Jiang Xin sighed: "But I'm worried about being hanged like this. It's better to let the switch knife fall quickly. Whether it's life or death, it's up to you to give me an attitude."

Xu Jiuzhao patted him: "Be safe and don't be impatient. If he doesn't get angry immediately, it means that the situation is not bad. If he is so angry that he doesn't even care about his friendship with the teacher, then the situation is serious. And now he is hiding it like this, which means you What happened to me didn't make your grandfather unacceptable."

Jiang Xin regained her spirits immediately: "Then I'll explain it to Grandpa right away."

Xu Jiuzhao pinched his hair with his fingers and stroked it: "No, you should give him some time, since he pretends not to know, then we will cooperate. After a long time like this, we will accept it slowly and naturally."

Jiang Xin thought for a while and said, "Then listen to you."

Xu Jiuzhao hummed, and closed his eyes. He was extremely tired, and his pantothenic acid continued, which made Jiang Xin toss hard again.Fortunately, he recently signed up for a special class to practice a little boxing, stretching his muscles and bones a bit.Otherwise, once Jiang Xin became wild, he might have to stay in bed again, and that would be a great loss to his face.

Here the two are in dreamland, and in a palatial mansion in Brussels, the distant Belgian capital, Lord Terrazzini invited his friends to hold a formal dress party in his home.

Terrazzini's circle of friends are all gentlemen and ladies who have the same taste as him, among them are well-known art critics and critics of art journals and magazines.

Chloe Bertie, a columnist for the British "Ceramics Review", was wearing a royal blue corset dress, sipping a glass of wine in her hand, and a collector standing beside her was curious and accosting : "Dear Chloe, do you know why Money held this party? To be honest, he hasn't asked us to dress up for a party for a long time."

Chloe said lightly: "I don't know, there should be some grand news to announce."

The collector pretended to be surprised and said, "Could it be that he is finally getting married?"

Chloe glanced at him appreciatively: "Maybe."

As the host of the party, Terrazzini chatted with his friends one by one without losing enthusiasm. Finally, when the time came to 9 o'clock in the evening, Terrazzini tapped the glass with the silver spoon in his hand.

"Everyone, I think you must be curious about the purpose of my party tonight." Terrazzini smiled reservedly with the corners of his lips curled up, but his eyes were shining too brightly, "I have been looking forward to this moment for a long time. It’s been a long time, and I can’t wait to introduce her solemnly to you.”

"Guess right!" The collector whispered excitedly, and Chloe raised her slender eyebrows.

"Please allow me to introduce to you my beloved girl. She comes from far away China, the east that is always full of mysteries and miracles!" Terrazzini's voice rose uncontrollably.

His overly enthusiastic attitude surprised the party participants, and they couldn't help talking about whether he was in love.

To be exact, Terrazzini is almost as crazy as being in love.

He stood sideways gracefully, raised one hand, and the curtain slowly rose on the circular field that had been covered by the circular curtain at the beginning.People widened their eyes and thought they would see a pretty girl, but the first thing that leaked was a marble stone seat.

Before people could figure it out, the curtains were all closed.A dark pedestal was placed on the stone pedestal, and a dignified, elegant and astonishing porcelain vase stood on it.

"Oh! So beautiful—"

"My God, this is so beautiful."

"I can not believe it."

"..."

All the people here are people who have a certain aesthetic ability towards porcelain, and they can see the excellence of this porcelain vase at first glance.

From its warm and soft porcelain surface, and its graceful shape, not to mention its amazing glaze color, it is a rare classic blue glaze.The most amazing thing is the natural transition of the full belly, and the delicate lotus flowers surrounded by lifelike lotus leaves swaying in the wind.Everything is so captivating and intoxicating.

Terrazzini stood proudly beside the marble stone seat: "Gentlemen and ladies, I would like to introduce to you—"Star Girl."

"That's its name? Yes, yes, isn't it just like a girl bathing in starlight under the starry sky?"

"Money, where did you find it?"

"Is this your new favorite? It's awesome!"

People crowded around it, looking at the porcelain vase that became more and more crystal clear under the bright and bright lights, and they were full of admiration.

"Ingenious, Moni, I haven't seen a work of this level for many years. Which master's new work is it?" A man with gray temples looked at the "girl" intently.

"He's a genius, and it's unbelievable that he's only 19 years old." Terrazzini took a sip of his fine wine.

"19 years old?" The man turned his head to see that he didn't look like he was joking. He shook his head and said, "Are there still few geniuses now? Maybe this is another one."

"No, Warren. I swear it's not hype, he's a real genius. I saw his blueprints with my own eyes."

"How could such an outstanding person have no clues before?" Warren still didn't believe it.

"As I said before, the boy is Chinese and he is well-known in his country," Terrazzini said.

Warren was dubious: "So what else does he do?"

"A lot. Let's put it this way, Mr. Reese, the steward of the court, ordered a batch of blue and white display porcelain from him. You should understand it now, right?"

Mr. Reese's vision is very picky. He is proud of his service to the royal family, and he will never let unqualified and outstanding things appear in the royal courtyard.

Warren didn't speak for a while, and then he could hold back a sentence: "Now I believe you, you are really a genius. Traditional ceramics and modern ceramics are two completely different types."

"That's not the case, gentlemen." A low, hoarse female voice sounded behind the two of them.

The two men turned around, and Chloe came over: "I'm sorry to bother you, I just have a different opinion."

Chloe has always been a very popular and popular woman at the party, and Terrazzini certainly doesn't blame her: "What do you think differently?"

"Traditional ceramics and modern ceramics are never two unrelated things. Just like this piece of "Starry Sky Girl", in terms of its glaze method and embossing technique, these are all techniques of traditional ceramics. But it is ingenious It uses the shape of modern appliances, the composition of modern patterns, and the natural transition of two colors. It can be said that this is a work that perfectly inherits the tradition and gives full play to the modern elements. It is very incredible. get more."

Terrazzini looked at the nearly forty-year-old woman in surprise. You must know that this woman is a critic who is known for being harsh, and it is rare to give such a positive evaluation.

Chloe turned to look at Terrazzini: "May I know the author's name?"

"His name is Xu Jiuzhao." Terrazzini replied subconsciously.

Chloe read aloud, looking at the elegant and delicate porcelain vases among the crowd: "I can't wait to see more of his works."