He cleared his throat and sat up straight, about to speak.
However, at this time, Jiang Xia put down the teacup and pointed to the display cabinet: "I'll choose the pottery pot on the far left on the third floor."
Kikuemon was startled, and after a moment, his expression suddenly changed.
And this sentence, which fell in the ears of other members of the Kikuemon family, was that the teacup was saved.
They immediately forgot about those ridiculing words for laymen, and they were only moved in their hearts.
——Judging from the "layman's" behavior just now, the young detective obviously already knew the specialness of the tea cup, but felt that it was too expensive and was embarrassed to point it out, so he chose a more ordinary pottery... Good guy! This is a considerate and good person.
!
The daughter-in-law was afraid that Jiang Xia would regret it, so she trotted to the cabinet and found it according to the location Jiang Xia said, the third floor, the far left...
Um?
The daughter-in-law stared at the clay pot that should have been lying in the warehouse, and her face turned pale:
"Dad, how come it... Feng Shui Pills are placed in the display cabinet!?"
This is Kikuemon's proud new work, which condenses his insights and hard work in recent years.
This work has not yet had time to be released, so it stands to reason that it should be stored in the warehouse with great care at this time.
But how...
Kikuemon turned away his face somewhat unconvinced: "Since you are going to give others a test, of course you must carry out the test to the end. Feng Shui Pill is my most cherished masterpiece now, and it is worthy of this bet."
So just now, the old man struggled for a while, ran to the warehouse, and took out the Feng Shui Pill. In this way, if Jiang Xia failed to choose, he could show Jiang Xia his masterpiece on the spot.
did not expect……
…
Jiang Xia understood after listening to the two people's speeches.
He faced the complex looks of his disciples, such as "Damn, I saw you wrong before!", "So you are this kind of person!", "Give me the good guy card!" and so on: "..."
...No offense intended, just very lucky.
What's more, I don't know if this is the real thing...but it's just for growing potted plants anyway, and it doesn't matter who makes it.
Jiang Xia took the clay pot that her daughter-in-law reluctantly handed over, touched it, and put it aside with satisfaction: "Thank you."
…
Although Kikuemon was willing to admit defeat, he was still a little depressed.
At this time, he remembered just now that Jiang Xia first stared at the precious tea cup in his hand, and then accurately selected the "Feng Shui Pill". He suddenly realized that this little detective had an amazingly good vision, and all he was looking at were fine products.
It was as if nothing else could enter his eyes.
In this case... maybe you can let Jiang Xia take a look at the works of his three apprentices?
The title "Kikuemon" can only be passed down to one person.
In other words, before his death, he must select the most proud disciple and pass on the title to him.
Kikuemon has long given the power to choose the next "Kikuemon" to his daughter-in-law. Although the daughter-in-law does not make pottery, she has a strong appreciation of pottery.
It just so happens that my daughter-in-law has been hesitating recently about who to give the title to. In this case, it is better to ask Jiang Xia to give some reference opinions. "Feng Shui Pills" can be considered as Jiang Xia's appreciation fee.
Thinking this, Kikuemon breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at his daughter-in-law: "Go and bring over their newly burned works and show them to the guests."
The daughter-in-law ran to get something. The apprentices followed to help.
Kikuemon walked to the corridor and looked at the courtyard, wondering what he was thinking about.
Mao Lilan and the others continued to gather around the display cabinets, admiring the precious collections—there were many items not for sale that were rarely seen on the market.
…
Beside the coffee table, Toru Amuro glanced at the clay pot held by Jiang Xia and whispered: "The pattern on this should be inspired by the waves and whirlpools. It is Kikuemon's best style. It is estimated to be around ten million
Above, after I go back, I can find someone to help you cash it in."
"...Huh?" Jiang Xia has several hundred million in his card and is not very interested in money at the moment. After all, he just got a large number of Maple Leaf gold coins with nothing. And at this time, he has already thought about how to use the newly obtained pottery coins.
What to plant in a jar.
His plans were suddenly disrupted, and he reluctantly said: "It's not good to sell gifts given by others."
Toru Amuro: "...?"
Who said before that he was short of money?
But Jiang Xia's eyes were quite sincere, not polite.
At this time, Toru Amuro suddenly remembered that yesterday, he wanted to buy a ceramics classroom experience ticket from Jiang Xia, but Jiang Xia refused on the grounds that "you cannot resell things given by customers."
Toru Amuro: "..." Could it be that at that time, Jiang Xia wasn't actually making excuses, but really thought that way?
...In a strange place, the moral standards are quite high.
If he hadn't been instilled with a bunch of evil ideas by the organization, maybe in other aspects... the evil organization would always destroy the future of the island country.
Toru Amuro sighed with regret in his heart and made another account for the black organization.
…
Eka and the others, along with Kikuemon, waited in the room for nearly ten minutes.
Instead of waiting for the apprentices' works, I waited for my daughter-in-law, who looked pale.
——When she was taking the pottery just now, her foot slipped and knocked over a cabinet. Most of the porcelain inside was broken, including several works by Kikuemon.
The disciples who went with him were too frightened to say anything - this was a very rare mistake for the shrewd young lady.
Kikuemon received the news of the death of his masterpieces unexpectedly. He shook his head and raised his hand to cover his heart.
Toru Amuro and Conan stood up quickly and began to review the first aid procedures in their minds.
However, it turns out that the reason why this national treasure-level master is still alive and well when he is nearly 80 years old is because he has his own way of regulating his mood.
He quickly recovered, shook his head and said to his daughter-in-law: "Tangible things will eventually dissipate... Let them put away the pieces. You go prepare dinner and entertain the guests tonight."
Having said that, the old man was actually a little sad, and for a moment he gave up on discussing the "pottery soul" with Jiang Xia. He hunched back to his room and shut himself up.
