Chapter 52 Fengyoujing
Zhu Ling said and ordered Cuizhu to get the things.
Song Youan was very curious at first, but she showed surprise when she held a porcelain white vase in her hands.
A vase?
She looked at Zhu Ling with doubts in her eyes: "Miss, don't you know what's so special about this vase?"
During the Jokhang period, celadon technology reached its peak. Even folk caves could produce extremely exquisite porcelain, and products from official kilns would be even more perfect and gorgeous.
This vase in my hand feels round and cool to the touch, and the porcelain color is soft and transparent. It is indeed a very beautiful vase, but it is not rare in Dazhao.
Seeing that Song You'an didn't see the clues, Zhu Ling couldn't help covering her mouth and said with a sweet smile: "Miss Song, let's take a closer look."
Hearing this, Song You'an picked up the vase and looked at it carefully.
The sun was shining brightly outside the house, and at this moment, a bright ray of sunlight passed through the hall, gently brushing half of the vase.
A magical scene appeared. The original transparent white half of the bottle turned into a light cyan color, and there was an obvious color difference from the other half of the porcelain white bottle.
Song Youan placed the vase in a dark place again, and the color difference disappeared, and the entire vase became white again.
"Huh?"
Song Youan couldn't help but marvel at the mystery hidden in this vase.
Cuizhu on the side pursed her lips and smiled when she saw it: "Miss Song always studies some novel things, and there are also things that can surprise her."
Zhu Ling couldn't hide her excitement and asked her: "How is it? Is this thing fun?"
Song Youan nodded gently, although the trick of gradient light is no longer common in modern society, and it is often used in the clothing and automobile industries.
But it is indeed very fresh in Dazhao, especially when it appears on porcelain.
Seeing this, Zhu Ling explained: "This is the Fuguang kiln. It took many years to successfully bake this thing. The vase in your hand is the first batch of finished products fired from the official kiln."
Floating kiln?
Song You'an knew very little about the development history of these porcelains in history, but as a fashion designer, she knew a lot about various fabrics in ancient times. She subconsciously said: "Folk girls know about brocade."
"That's right!" Zhu Ling said: "This Fuguang Kiln is named after the Fuguang Brocade."
Because the floating brocade is also mainly white and cyan, with gold and silver threads in the brocade, it shines in the sun.
"That's it." Song You nodded calmly and carefully placed the vase on the table: "Thank you, Miss, for opening the eyes of the people. The people have gained a lot of knowledge."
Zhu Ling said: "The firing process of this thing is very complicated. There are less than fifty intact finished products. Most of them flow into the palace for the use of the emperor's ladies."
After saying that, she winked at Song You'an and asked, "Does Miss Song like it? If you like it, I will give you this white jade vase."
"Huh?"
Song You'an was startled and said subconsciously: "This is too precious, and civilian girls don't dare."
"What are you afraid of?" Zhu Ling smiled and said: "It's just a vase, just for display. It doesn't hurt to give it to the girl."
"Absolutely not." Song Youan still refused.
If it was an ordinary vase, it would be fine, but Zhu Ling said it was so precious and rare that she would feel hot to the touch when accepting it.
Seeing Song You'an resisting like this, the smile on Zhu Ling's face gradually faded.
I heard her sigh softly and lower her voice: "Does Miss Song not regard me as a friend?"
Song You'an raised her head and looked at Zhu Ling, confused for a moment.
friend?
Can she be friends with the daughter of the Marquis of Fuyang?
She had never thought about this, or subconsciously, she didn't think she could become friends with the daughter of the Marquis. She is a businessman. If it were not for making money, she might not have any interaction with the other party.
"That's all." Zhu Ling forced a smile and waved her hand, signaling Cuizhu to take the vase away. Then she looked at Song You'an and asked, "Did Miss Song bring that refreshing thing?"
"Yes." Song Youan quickly took out a small green bottle from his sleeve pocket. If you didn't look carefully, it looked quite similar to a perfume bottle.
"What is this?"
"This thing is called Fengyoujing."
"Fengyoujing?" Zhu Ling asked curiously: "Is it for drinking?"
"Uh..." Song You'an hesitated for a moment and said: "Theoretically, although this thing can be taken orally, it is not recommended to take it orally."
Without waiting for Zhu Ling to ask again, Song You'an took the initiative to explain: "It has many functions, but I often use it to refresh myself. Just put two drops on my fingers, and then gently rub my temples, it will instantly refresh my mind. Wake up.”
"So simple? Will it be effective?" Zhu Ling stood up doubtfully and came to sit on the chair next to Song You'an: "You try it on me first."
Song You'an smiled and nodded, and then used the method she said to apply it evenly on Zhu Ling's temples.
In an instant, it was like a refreshing autumn breeze pouring in from the temples on both sides. I only felt the acupuncture points were cold and transparent. My whole body was like a cold wind, and I instantly became energetic.
"Oh...oh...so cold..."
Zhu Ling subconsciously fanned his temples with his hands, but the more he fanned, the cooler he felt. The sleepiness after breakfast was instantly swept away.
Seeing this, Song You'an said softly: "Don't worry, miss, the coolness will slowly subside after a while."
"This thing is so magical." Zhu Ling swept away the dullness in his heart just now, and his interest became high again: "Miss Song, this thing of yours is very useful."
Song You'an knew the use of Fengyoujing, so he naturally understood that it would be easy to popularize it.
In modern society, students and office workers like to use it to refresh themselves. It can also repel mosquitoes, relieve itching, and even remove dirt. It has a wide range of uses.
"Cui Zhu, go and call my second brother." Zhu Ling ordered impatiently.
Cuizhu agreed, turned around and walked away quickly.
After a while, Cuizhu returned without success: "Miss, the second young master is reading in the study and said not to disturb him."
Hearing this, Zhu Ling looked at Song You'an helplessly: "I told you, this person is stupid at reading."
After saying that, he pulled Song Youan out of the house: "If he doesn't come, let's go over and use this thing to open his eyes."
This is Song You'an's first time visiting another courtyard in the Hou Mansion. Unlike the luxurious courtyard in Zhu Ling's courtyard, this second young master's courtyard is very ordinary, not even elegant.
The wooden window on one side was half open, and Zhu Zhe was sitting in front of the window reading a book. He didn't even hear them coming, which shows his concentration.
"Second brother!"
Zhu Ling shouted loudly, which frightened Zhu Zhe so much that he almost fell off the book in his hand.
Seeing the person coming, Zhu Zhe patted his chest with lingering fear: "You stinky girl, you have nothing to do and you come here to entertain your second brother."
After that, he said hello to Song You'an: "Miss Song, we meet again."
Song You'an saluted through the window: "The daughter of the common people wishes the young marquis well."
Zhu Ling stepped forward and leaned against the window and said, "Second brother, Miss Song has brought you something good."
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