When Chen Wenzhe was firing gold bricks before, he put a lot of thermal sensors into the brick kiln in order to observe the temperature everywhere in the brick kiln.
But at that time, he couldn't control the temperature in the brick kiln.
But things are different now. Gas kilns can control the size of the flame and even the baking direction of the flame.
In this way, the temperature can be controlled so that the temperature of any part of the porcelain that Chen Wenzhe wants to increase will rise sharply.
If you can control the temperature in the kiln, you don't have to worry about the difference in shrinkage between old and new porcelain, which may cause it to crack or even burn out.
Of course, it sounds simple, but actually firing it requires micro-level control.
Temperature changes in any part may cause irreparable damage to porcelain.
Therefore, the initial stage is the most critical moment.
When the new porcelain is finalized and no longer shrinks to a large extent, then you can set a fixed temperature and slowly fire it.
Chen Wenzhe uses thermal sensors installed at various locations in the kiln to determine the heating condition of the porcelain.
Where cooling is needed, the size of the flame is controlled and constantly adjusted to create differences in the temperature within the kiln.
The new porcelain part and the old porcelain part must not be fired at the same temperature.
In this way, Chen Wenzhe adjusted the temperature in the kiln at any time and worked until twelve o'clock.
And even so, Chen Xingchen has always been by his side.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Chen Wenzhe, watching him adjust the temperature after a while.
Moreover, the temperatures at various locations inside the kiln are different.
He really didn't know why Chen Wenzhe thought that the temperature on which side needed to be lowered? Which side needed to be raised?
Although he couldn't understand it, his blood boiled when he saw it.
Chen Wenzhe's performance was really too professional. Just by looking at his confident look, you could tell that he was definitely not messing around.
"Light the fire at seven o'clock. It's now twelve o'clock. After five hours of firing, most of the water should have evaporated. At this time, the heating time can be a little longer. Senior brother, aren't you going to sleep?"
"No more quick adjustments to the temperature in the kiln?"
"No need to bother."
"Forget it, I can't understand it either, so I went to bed."
Chen Xingchen did not leave, but fell asleep directly in the building.
At this time, the dormitory door must be locked.
Chen Wenzhe can also take a nap at this time. As long as he sets the alarm clock and the alarm system on the computer, he can go to sleep.
He just adjusted the temperature every hour until dawn.
After ten hours of firing, if you succeed, you will succeed, if you fail, you will fail.
At this time, Chen Wenzhe set the temperature, maintained constant temperature for firing, and left the ceramic research center building.
At this time, the dormitory door has been opened, and he can still sleep for a few hours when he goes back.
At nine o'clock, Chen Wenzhe took a taxi and appeared under the ornate building of the Old City God's Temple on time.
At this time, many shops here are not open yet, but they are starting to get crowded.
I arrived at Zhang Yijie’s store and found that his store was already open.
His family is engaged in miscellaneous businesses, so he can do whatever he wants to make money.
As for what business to do, it depends on what Zhang Yijie's father received.
In Zhang Yijie's shop, Zhang's mother was cleaning. When she saw Chen Wenzhe, she immediately greeted her warmly.
"Xiao Zhe is here, come in and sit down!"
In fact, they were not familiar with each other before, but they are so enthusiastic now, probably because of what happened years ago.
For the six-character knife coin, according to the distribution plan they discussed, Zhang Yijie could get 250,000 to 60,000 yuan, which is the same price for a slightly better car.
"The place is not big, so I won't go in. Xiaojie hasn't come yet?"
"Here he is, looking for Lao Chen. Look, isn't he here?"
Chen Wenzhe turned around and saw Zhang Yijie and a middle-aged man walking over.
When he got closer and took a closer look, he was not a middle-aged man. He should be considered old. However, he was wearing a plaid shirt and looked younger.
At this time, Zhang's mother said in a low voice: "Lao Chen is a fun guy and can't stay in the store. His wife doesn't know anything about antiques, so she can only rely on those worthless gadgets to fool tourists. As time goes by, his reputation will be ruined.
Now I can’t do it anymore, so I can only transfer it. If you hold on to the price, it’s hard to do it in a physical store now. Besides, his store is small.”
Chen Wenzhe nodded. There was a lot of information in this paragraph. The store was small, had a bad reputation, and the business was not good. Also, Old Chen was fun, but he lacked money for fun.
"Xiao Zhang, 30,000 yuan a month, which is 360,000 yuan a year, is really not expensive. Go and ask, is there any such cheap store in this area?"
"That's true, but what about the transfer fee? How do you calculate your junk?"
"What rags? They are all works of art. Do you see how beautiful they are?"
As he said that, Old Chen had already opened the store door.
What he said is really good. The store is very elegantly decorated, but it seems a bit crowded.
There is only about ten square meters of space. Except for the entrance, there are no shelves on the other three sides. There is also a glass counter near the back shelf, making the store look even narrower.
It seems that the glass counter can be used as a desk, because there are some tea sets on it, and there are two chairs on the opposite side, which gives a very rich atmosphere of life.
I looked at the artwork next to it and it was really beautiful.
The shelves on three sides of his house are all porcelain.
There are three-sided archaeological shelves, each with five floors above and below, and the porcelain is densely packed. All in all, there must be more than 200 pieces.
Big or small, red, blue, green, gold, whatever color is eye-catching, the more they are placed within easy reach.
Jihong, Jilan, Doucai, Wucai and Guangcai are all very complete, but unfortunately each one is so bright that they don't look like antiques.
In fact, if they are all high-imitation works of art, the prices will not be low.
However, the goods in this store are all defective.
If a layman sees it, he may think it is nothing, but an expert will know at a glance that it is worthless.
In ancient times, these porcelains were all smashed as soon as they came out of the kiln, and it was impossible for them to reach the market.
I didn't pay attention to it before, but now I take a closer look and realize that there is no business in this store. It's not without reason.
"How about it? Isn't my porcelain good? I'll charge you 100,000, which is definitely not much!"
If this was worth more than 100,000 yuan, each piece would cost more than 500 yuan on average. At this price, it would be difficult to deceive tourists!
Lao Chen has been in the antique business for many years and has developed a good tongue. When he saw Chen Wenzhe turn around, he immediately started talking non-stop.
From what is a red offering to the value of a red offering, I can almost say that if you buy these porcelains from me, you will be on your way to the top of your life.
"I don't like nonsense. Three hundred thousand a year, these goods will be given away for free, there is no transfer fee, and the rent will be paid in one lump sum!"
At this time, the passenger flow in the antique city began to increase. People were coming and going. When they saw them discussing rent here, they all looked curious and almost gathered around to watch.