Everyone's life is different.
Just like Xiang Yu running around and Chen Ke firing porcelain.
The temperature in the kiln began to gradually rise, and the craftsmen on the side stood there silently, firing what Chen Ke had ordered before.
Some sweat slowly appeared on Chen Ke's forehead.
He subconsciously wiped his sweat. When Chen Ping saw this, he quickly said: "Young Master, why don't we go out and wait?"
"The temperature here is high, so you will feel a little uncomfortable."
Chen Ke didn't refute, nodded, and walked outside, where a lounge chair had been prepared for him.
After lying on the chair, a maid on the side picked up a small fan and started to fan it for Chen Ke.
The temperature in late September is still high.
Autumn Tiger, Autumn Tiger.
Although it is already autumn, the sultry weather combined with the autumn wind that appears from time to time really makes people feel uncomfortable.
What's more, there was no air conditioning at this time, so we couldn't use too much ice.
"Boom boom——"
The fire and temperature in the kiln not far away are constantly rising, and each craftsman is also cautious.
Chen Ping stood beside Chen Ke, respectfully.
"Young Master, may I ask what the use of this "porcelain" is? "
He was indeed just curious.
Porcelain, which sounds like pottery, is really much better than pottery?
Chen Ke nodded casually and yawned silently.
"You'll know when it's fired."
"The porcelain I asked him to make is a more elegant one, called "white porcelain." "
"There are many types of porcelain, but they just need to be fired slowly in their daily lives."
"Fine porcelain can replace bronze, while slightly rougher porcelain can replace pottery and is more practical than pottery."
"When the time comes, after Your Majesty agrees to the crude porcelain method, I can give it to the Manufacturing Department, which can be regarded as giving the Manufacturing Department a little more income."
"As for the firing methods of white porcelain, they can only be produced by Shaofu."
Chen Ke glanced at Chen Ping who was standing aside: "Do you understand?"
Chen Ping nodded quickly.
Of course he understands.
The Shaofu is regarded as His Majesty's private institution, and the Shaofu also manages money for His Majesty. Things like white porcelain must only be used by His Majesty.
Even if it is just a little bit, it will still generate income for the emperor...
It is good that the young master can think of them and give them an opportunity to create income.
"Thank you, Master."
"Chen Ping will definitely not dare to forget the kindness of the young master."
There is nothing better than asking for directions.
Chen Ke just glanced at Chen Ping, and then said with a smile: "Why thank me? Just thank your Majesty."
He stretched and said, "The kiln was opened last night, and it is now noon."
"Go and take a look. Is it almost time to leave the kiln?"
Chen Ping said quickly: "Here."
After receiving the order, Chen Ping turned around and headed towards the kiln not far away.
Before he even reached the kiln door, he heard exclamations coming from inside.
At this time, Chen Ke also stood up.
With this exclamation, it seems that the white porcelain has already been fired.
The craftsman walked out holding a porcelain teacup as white as snow with tools, with an incredible look on his face.
His eyes were fixed on the tea cup as if it were something from the heavens.
indeed.
The porcelain at this time was still relatively rough, and most of them were pottery.
Although a few bronze wares are exquisite, they do not have this white as snow, noble and elegant feeling.
"Young Master, I have fulfilled my mission and successfully fired this "white porcelain". "
Chen Ke looked at the white porcelain held by the craftsman with a little emotion in his heart.
"Porcelain."
porcelain!
The three most famous things in ancient China were porcelain, silk and tea.
Today, one of China's greatest heroes was created by Chen Ke. [Note 1]: The "dun" number is to prevent river crabs.
"good!"
Chen Ke picked up the white porcelain in his hand and turned to look at Chen Ping.
"Three things."
"First, select the nine best pieces of white porcelain fired this time, and then put them into sandalwood boxes."
"Second, reward this craftsman with a thousand pieces of gold."
"Third, show me this method. No one is allowed to approach this craftsman, and no one is allowed to approach that kiln!"
Chen Ping looked at the white porcelain in his hand and reacted quickly.
He immediately responded: "Here."
Chen Ke turned his head and looked at the craftsman seriously.
"You should have heard what I just said."
"This matter is of great importance and you must keep it secret."
"When I meet Your Majesty, I will definitely report your merits to you. Your Majesty's reward will definitely not be less than mine."
"And after more than ten years, you can hand this craft to your children. By then, your family will have an inherited craft that you can rely on to make a living."
Chen Ke said meaningfully: "Never forget the long-term interests just because of small temporary gains."
Of course the craftsman knew the seriousness of this matter and immediately bowed his head.
"Xiaomin knows!"
"Please rest assured, Young Master, the common people will never dare to do anything to betray His Majesty, Da Qin, or the Young Master!"
Chen Ke nodded, then turned and left.
...........
Among the mountain villages, on a small altar.
An old woman wearing strange clothes stood on the altar, holding something in her hand and her face smeared with bright paint.
There were objects in front of her, with a slight smell of blood on them.
The bright red blood echoed with the thing on her forehead, and suddenly, a drum sounded.
Xiang Yu was naked from the waist up, with a serious look on his face, kneeling in the mountain.
He faced the mountains, and then the Chu people around him knelt on the ground and sang ancient and magnificent poetry.
"The auspicious day brings good weather, and the general Mu will be happy with the emperor——"
"The long sword is touching the jade ears, and the jade ring is ringing -"
........
"The whole house is full of beautiful women and beautiful clothes——"
"The five tones are diverse and complex, and you are happy and happy——"
The song of "Nine Songs" - Donghuang Taiyi sounded, and the ancient and somewhat difficult-to-spoken words of Chu Di were shouted in the mouths of the "witch" and many Chu people and Xiang Yu.
The sacrificial ceremony lasted for an unknown length of time, and Xiang Yu felt that the hot blood in his body was about to turn cold.
When the raindrops fell from the sky, everything was over.
The witch waved the staff in his hand, and the mask on his face revealed something strange.
"Witch"'s voice was hoarse.
"The ancestors of Chu, the ancestors of the Xiong family, the Mi ancestors, and the Taiyi spirit felt it."
"General Xiang, in the eighteenth day, on the tenth day of the tenth month, everything will go well, and it is time to plan for the restoration of the country!"
At this time, it was September 23rd.
Xiang Yu stood up, beat his chest, and roared angrily, as if responding to the revelations of God, ancestors, and gods.
"On the tenth day of October, everything will go well!"
"The day of restoration is today!"
.........
Zhangtai Palace
Ying Zheng looked at the mysterious Chen Ke with curiosity on his face.
"What do you want to show me?"
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