After about twenty minutes of driving, at dusk, the wild and powerful black off-road vehicle and the sultry red Porsche stopped at the same time in front of a Ming and Qing Dynasty mansion with black bricks and black tiles.
There was a lively old man and two aunts at the door, who seemed to have been waiting for a long time. They saw two cars in the distance and came over to greet them.
"We're here!" Xiao Xingyu unbuckled his seat belt. After the battle just now, Zhang Moyan clearly felt that Xiao Xingyu's attitude towards her had warmed up a lot. It was great, she no longer had to follow him dejectedly.
"This is... your home?" Zhang Moyan looked out the car window in shock and saw a building that could definitely be rated as a cultural relic protection unit. Zhang Moyan's mouth was so open that he couldn't close it.
Xiao Xingyu stretched out his arms to grab FENDI and her things from the back seat: "Yes, it's surprising, right?"
"Yeah!" Zhang Moyan took the initiative to take over her work package. Xiao Xingyu was able to talk to her normally, which encouraged Zhang Moyan who had looked at her cold face all day. Of course, she had to respond positively: "Just take a look at your home."
It looks like it has historical heritage!"
Xiao Xingyu gave her a toothy smile, his smile was clean and confident, and he opened the door and got out of the car. As soon as he stepped on the ground, he was surrounded by uncles and aunts waiting at the car door.
"Xingyu, I heard that we have been waiting for you for a long time when you come back. My eyes are sore from waiting!"
"Uncle Chai, Ma Wang, Ma Yao!"
"Hey! Quick, go home and wash your face first!"
Zhang Moyan also picked up her things and got off the car, standing still, staring up at the incredible Xiao family mansion in front of her.
The five or six meter high fully enclosed wall is estimated to be more than 100 meters long on the left and right. The dark gate is built like an ancient city gate. There are four lions holding drums on the left and right in front of the gate, which means "four generations living under one roof". The lights on the gate are bright.
It is bright, illuminating the four characters "Gongjianzhuangjing" inscribed on the lintel. It looks very old. It is like a family heirloom and the owner is expressing his indifferent and bright aspirations.
The evening breeze is slightly cool and the air is fresh.
Looking around where the Xiao family is located, it should still be a suburb of the city, but there are green mountains looming all around. In the dim twilight, you can see the undulating ridges in the distance, the green trees, and the faint sound of singing in the distance, although you can't see it.
But there should still be waves of green water.
Ruzhou has steep mountains and rivers, and has been home to outstanding people since ancient times. An ancient porcelain door is located here among the green mountains and green waters.
"Are we going to live here?" Zhang Moyan murmured as if to himself.
Xiao Xingyu tilted his head: "You look very excited!"
As soon as the lid of the big pot was put down, Zhang Moyan immediately came out of a picturesque mood. She shouldn't show any excitement, right?
She couldn't say she was excited, but it was indeed a special experience to live in such a large house that might have been hundreds of years old, so she nodded.
"Don't be too happy too soon," Xiao Xingyu leaned over and suddenly said to her in a tone of frightening a child: "Let me tell you, there have been deaths in every house here!"
Ah? Zhang Moyan simply didn’t know what expression to make.
Is this person naive?
There have been deaths in every house. He thought his house was the Forbidden City!
"Xingyu, what are you talking about!" Chai Shulu saw the injustice and rushed to help. He was more fierce than Xiao Xingyu, and came over to greet Zhang Moyan with a smile, "Who is this girl?"
There was a "bang" sound as the car door swung shut, and Xiao Mumu responded in a loud voice: "This is the eldest brother's personal bodyguard, Miss Zhang!"
He carried the souvenir bought by Zhang Moyan, walked up with a smile, and declared in the twitching eyes of Uncle Chai and the two aunts: "It's very powerful! I have seen her skills just now!" p>
Zhang Moyan's head was covered with vertical lines, and Uncle Chai and the two aunts looked at her with strange eyes.
"Oh, welcome, welcome!" Wang Ma was stunned for a second, and then greeted her warmly, wanting to help Zhang Moyan get something.
Zhang Moyan's mind immediately echoed Xiao Xingyu's words, "Hide your guy, don't scare my family." He quickly waved his hand and declined: "No, I can do it myself, it's not heavy."
Zhang Moyan has an immortal look with a bit of aloofness, and when he refuses people, it feels like there is no need to discuss it. Wang Ma stopped insisting and instead waved her hand to greet them into the house: "Then come in quickly.
, I’ll make you a pot of good tea!”
"Don't worry," Xiao Xingyu handed the bag to Uncle Chai, "Where is grandpa?"
"The old man is in the kiln house. He just went to the first kiln today. Is he guarding him there every step of the way?"
When Xiao Xingyu heard this, he said: "Then I will go see grandpa first!"
Uncle Chai led the way and slowly pushed open the heavily closed door of Xiao's house. Zhang Moyan followed behind, and the moment she stepped into the high threshold of Xiao's house, she felt a sense of joy in a trance, feeling as if she had walked into time.
treasure.
The Xiao family mansion is grand on the outside, and even more elegant on the inside. It has deep doors and multiple buildings, several large courtyards with more than a dozen small courtyards, countless corridors, arches and rooms.
Zhang Moyan was dazzled within a few minutes.
Perhaps Zhang Moyan's confused expression was too obvious, so Uncle Chai gave her a few brief introductions. The heads of the Xiao family basically live in this house. The yard is divided into left, middle and right. The eldest son and grandson of the eldest son are all in the east.
Like Xiao Huai and Xiao Mumu, they all live in the west. The middle part is mainly composed of functional main halls and living rooms, and there are gardens, study rooms, and grandpa's kiln house in the back.
Xiao Guotao did not want to be disturbed while he was burning the kiln, so Xiao Mumu left first and went back to see his son who had just turned 7 months old. Under the moonlight and light, Xiao Xingyu and Uncle Chai walked past the exquisitely carved door and screen, Zhang
Mo Yan followed behind silently.
She knew that she probably shouldn't follow and should take the initiative to avoid it, but the temptation to meet Mr. Xiao Guotao, a reclusive and rare representative of my country's Ruci intangible cultural heritage skills, was too great. She made up her mind that as long as Xiao Xingyu told her to get lost without saying a word, but she just followed him shamelessly.
Today, she really has a new understanding of her own thickness.
I don’t know how many arches and corridors I passed through. Just when Zhang Moyan felt that he was completely confused, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and a simple and quiet courtyard came into view.
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The kiln house turned out to be not the brick steamed bun kiln as imagined, but a separate small courtyard. There were large pear blossoms and plantains planted in the patio. There were stone tables, stone benches, and round arches under the trees. When you walked in, you could see
When you arrive at a deep and wide main house with a brick and wood structure, bright indoor light shines through the hollow carved window lattice, and the house with distant shadows is quietly bathed in the dusk. It is quiet and peaceful, making you feel like you are in a painting.
Thinking of meeting the master who once produced fine Ru porcelain products comparable to those of the Song dynasty, Zhang Moyan felt an uncontrollable excitement in his heart.
Climbing up a few low steps is the door to the house. Xiao Xingyu asked Uncle Chai to guard the door and stepped in.
Of course Zhang Moyan also stepped in. After all, she had already made up her mind. As long as Xiao Xingyu didn't speak and kicked her out, she would tacitly agree that he would allow her to follow.
She had even thought about it. If Xiao Xingyu asked her why he was sticking to her like a bullshit plaster, she would just say, "He's a bodyguard. Of course he has to stay close to her."
But Xiao Xingyu didn't ask that. He had been chased for about a day and was already numb.
This room is very large, just like a studio. Rows of wooden shelves are neatly placed with a variety of gray and white porcelain embryos, including bowls, bottles, washers, plates... a dazzling array of items in huge quantities.
Although they are all unglazed plain pieces, they have regular shapes and graceful lines, and each piece has a good sense of elegance.
Behind the wooden frame, there is a gas kiln that is half taller than a person, like a huge double-door refrigerator. Through the small hole in the door, you can see the orange-red kiln fire burning inside, which also explains the temperature ratio in the room.
The reason why it’s much warmer outside.
Walking past the wooden frame, there is a long table one meter wide and five meters long in the middle of the room. In addition to the same kinds of porcelain embryos as on the wooden frame, there are also more than twenty tables containing different powders placed in two rows.
The small plates look very similar to the chili noodles, pepper and other condiments displayed at dry goods stalls in the market.
There is a large vat next to the long table. An old man wearing a light gray coat and with white hair is sitting on the edge of the vat. The vat is filled with a well-stirred khaki liquid. Zhang Moyan knows that this is called glaze water.
It is used to glaze the plain embryo.
The old man held the embryo of a plum vase upside down in his right hand, and was carefully immersing the whole plum vase in the glaze water. Just when he was about to pick it up, he noticed someone coming in, turned around, and looked at the uninvited guest from above his square glasses.
When he saw the person clearly, he was stunned for a moment, and with a "plop" sound, the plum vase fell into the glaze water vat.
