Four Harmonies and Good Fortune

Chapter 192 Unexpected Disaster
Wang Yan didn't give her any paintings, so naturally she couldn't have the craftsmen make copies. However, she happened to remember that the Wang family had two bottles that belonged to Wang Yan.

In her past life, she read the articles written by Tong Zixu, which said that Wang Yan was both black and white. She found it very reasonable and sighed more than once that things do indeed follow their owners; what kind of person you are, what kind of things you like.

Now she burned it.

Xie Yuyan looked at Wang Yan, whose expression was indifferent, showing neither joy nor dislike. However, as his gaze shifted, she still caught a fleeting glimpse of emotion.

"Does Lord Wang not like it?" Xie Yuyan asked. People's preferences shouldn't change. Although it was Wang Yan's perspective decades later, it shouldn't be that much different.

Wang Yan remained calm and composed. If she accidentally revealed anything and made people wary, how could they possibly know what she was thinking in the future?
You might not hear the truth from her if you ask her some questions, but what she reveals unintentionally is the truth that cannot be faked.

“This Yuhuchun vase is quite unique, and I had it delivered to the study,” Wang Yan said, pausing slightly. “I heard that the clay produced in Liuzhou has impurities, which makes it difficult to fire good porcelain, so you came up with this method?”

The reason why no one is interested in the porcelain mines in Luozhou is because there are problems with the porcelain clay there.

Xie Yuyan said, "Seventh Master Xie's mother, Madam Miao, came from Lanzhou. Not only her, but many porcelain craftsmen in Daming Prefecture came to Daming Prefecture because the kilns in Lanzhou were abandoned."

Wang Yan picked up the spring bottle and looked at it: "Now you want them to return to Luozhou."

Xie Yuyan nodded: "No one wants to leave their hometown. If the kilns in Luozhou can prosper again, these craftsmen will definitely be willing to return to their hometown."

Wang Yan said, "The porcelain kilns are abandoned, and it's impossible for them to move their entire clan. Many people just come out to make a living, while their families remain in Luozhou. By working in the Luozhou kilns, they can reunite with their families."

After speaking, Wang Yan put down the spring bottle.

The water on the clay stove was ready, and Wang Yan took out tea leaves to brew tea.

"Because the porcelain kilns in Luozhou were abandoned, even though you bought so many porcelain mines and abandoned kilns there, it didn't attract the attention of the Xie family."

Otherwise, the Xie family would understand that what she wanted was a porcelain kiln, not a clay kiln.

The pottery kiln was merely a means for her to gain fame.

Her goal was to use the old Luzhou kiln site and new firing techniques to create porcelain that resembled ink paintings, and then present it to the public.

Wang Yan asked, "How did you come up with this method of firing?"

Xie Yuyan said, "The clay from Lanzhou is not good, but by using the method of firing white porcelain, a layer of slip to remove impurities is added on top, thus creating a white base on the surface. Then, the patterns are carved using the carving technique. This method can be traced back to the past, but we have cleverly improved it."

Wang Yan pondered carefully: "The clay used for porcelain is common in Luozhou. Although slip is used, it is only a surface layer. It can be inferred that the porcelain fired in your kiln will be cheaper than ordinary porcelain."

"In this way, you can use the reputation you've built up on this porcelain."

Compared to the rough porcelain sold in the market, Xie Yuyan used slip to make up for its flaws, making the porcelain look much more exquisite, but in fact the price was almost the same.

even……

Wang Yan paused for a moment, realizing that Xie Yuyan had switched the charcoal kiln to a stone kiln, which would lower the price.

Such porcelain, when placed on the market, will naturally attract buyers.

Lotus root charcoal and clay stoves were both inexpensive and affordable items, as were the porcelain pieces fired at the Luzhou kilns. Although the items themselves were different, the people who bought them were largely the same.

This is the connection between them.

Only by seeing through these things can we proceed step by step with caution.

Wang Yan presented the tea he had ordered to Xie Yuyan.

Xie Yuyan had tasted Wang Yan's cooking before, so naturally he wouldn't refuse. He picked up a bowl and took a bite; it tasted just like before. "How does it compare to your fried noodles?"

If Xie Yuyan hadn't once sat in the imperial court and honed his ability to remain expressionless, he would have almost coughed up the tea in his mouth.

However, even the imperial family back then couldn't expect her to cook, so for her, being able to make such a dish was already a rare privilege. The fact that she thought of cooking for herself was the greatest honor she could bestow upon Wang Yan.

So Xie Yuyan raised her eyes confidently and said, "It doesn't look good, but it tastes crispy." She was certain that Wang Yan wouldn't try it.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yan raised his eyes slightly, his gaze full of doubt: "You can try it next time." Whether it's crispy or burnt and bitter.

"You ate it?" Xie Yuyan asked in surprise. "You really ate it?"

Wang Yan, who had been in the lead just moments before, lowered his eyes and felt a slight burning sensation at the corners of his eyes when asked this question.

As if by some strange twist of fate, he uttered two words: "No."

What she got in return was an uncontrollable smile on her face.

Xie Yuyan raised her lips. Being too curious is not a good thing. It turns out that Wang Yan is not always strategizing.

The Yang family's banquet didn't end until night.

Tong Zixu couldn't help but drink a few more cups, and his steps were slightly unsteady when he left. Fortunately, the Yang family carriage took him all the way to his residence before leaving.

The servant boy helped Tong Zixu walk into the courtyard. As the two were talking, they heard footsteps. Tong Zixu turned his head and vaguely saw Wang Yan's face. Wang Yan was walking very fast. Tong Zixu was about to step up and walk with him, but the next moment, he was tripped and fell into the snowdrift in the courtyard.

The pageboy was startled and managed to help the boy up with great difficulty.

Under the moonlight, Wang Yan's face remained gloomy, and Tong Zixu was almost scared awake.

"you……"

Before Tong Zixu could finish speaking, Wang Yan said, "I warned you not to speak recklessly."

Tong Zixu subconsciously shook his head. He hadn't. He had been focusing on writing the tabloid lately and hadn't done anything else. He didn't know if he hadn't heard clearly or if he had misheard.

Wang Yan said, "It's the same if people talk about it later; consider it settling accounts with you in advance."

After Wang Yan left the courtyard, Tong Zixu looked at the pageboy and asked, "What did he say?" What did he mean? How did Wang Yan know what he would say next?
……

The painted boats in Daming Prefecture were still brightly lit.

Master Xie leaned against the boat, surrounded by two prostitutes who were pouring wine into his mouth. The wine churned in his mouth, but he quickly swallowed it down with a "glug" sound.

Upon seeing this, the prostitute burst into laughter, exclaiming, "Seventh Master, you truly have a remarkable capacity for alcohol!"

After finishing a pot of wine, Master Xie opened his hazy eyes, looked at the two beauties, and his hands began to wander.

A prostitute asked, "Why is Master Qi so unusually happy today?"

Seventh Master Xie smiled smugly: "Your Seventh Master is about to get what he wants. How can I not be happy? In the future, the entire Xie family will belong to Seventh Master."

"Then Seventh Master must not forget us sisters."

The group joked and laughed, their words gradually becoming increasingly vulgar. So engrossed in their conversation that no one noticed someone emerging from the corner, watching Xie Qi slowly approach.