Among all the people tortured by Qian Linya, the one who was most injured was undoubtedly the master of Beiqian, Ise Bango.

Under the pressure of Chirinya, he exploded Kiseto's firing technique from scratch.

From being ignorant to gradually mastering the tricks, to being round and proficient.

With his many years of experience in burning pottery and his talent to learn from other things, the Kiseto tea bowls that he was most satisfied with have been successfully released so far.

But after Qian Linya arrived and came to see him, he said calmly:

"Okay, next, you can officially start the tea-making party to prepare tea bowls before cooking."

“Eh?”

"Making this level of Kiseto means that your understanding of Kiseto has made a breakthrough, right?" Chirinya said with a hand, "Now, all the inspiration in your mind must be immersed in Kiseto, but at this time, I want you to make pre-preparation fire."

"?"

"Use your swelling feel of the burning heat filled with Kiseto's burning, plus the aphrodisiac familiarity of the original technique, and some original intentions, you will definitely be able to burn the best pre-prepared fire in the world!"

“…”

"Teacher Ise, can you do it?! Answer me?!"

What can be said to be done?

Ise Bango has the heart to die.

He touched the sweat on his head and said, "Teacher Qian, I have a question to ask you."

"Um?"

"Since you have been in contact with you for so long, I have found that your understanding and attainment in pre-preparation burning is not lower than mine, at least in theory," said Ise Bango, carefully lying on the words, "In addition, you are also well versed in the method of burning Kiseto. Not only that, Shinnoyaki, Shinraki, Hagiyaki, Rayaki, Oribe... Even Kawatsuyaki, you know very well! There is almost no pottery burning technique you don't know!"

"After saying so much, I want to say that since you have such a wide range of firing techniques, why not try pottery yourself?"

This can be said to be the most implicit and emotional intelligence way of speaking.

Qian Linya hugged his shoulder: "Teacher Ise, have you not noticed it yet?"

“What did you find?”

"Your own value!" Qian Linya said, "Theory is theory, technology is technology, and experience is experience. These three cannot replace and make up for each other."

"In addition to experience, you also have your love and feelings for pottery for many years! These things that cannot be quantified are what I value most!"

"What I need is your unparalleled life experience! I want to make the best pottery, so I need to condense your hard work! I need to contain all your life experience! I want you to devote your life to the ceramic industry and be determined! I need you to create this kind of pottery that will not leave any regrets!"

Although it sounds like Qian Linya said something that is even more excessive than capitalists squeezing surplus value, it makes him want to cry in Ise Bangfu's ears.

The value of a craftsman... He felt it from a tea man today!

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!" Isebono's eyes were red, his lips were opened, and his saliva stuck to his upper and lower lips to pull out the thread, "Teacher Qian, I'm igniting!"

"Very good, just do it with this momentum!"

"Dry!"

...So, a perfect batch of pre-preparing tea bowls were released.

Isebono sat on the ground and cried.

"Teacher Chiang... I, I, I broke through again..." Although Ise Bango said festive words, his face burst into tears. "The reason for all this is that you inspire my craftsman soul. Without your guidance, I would never have been able to make pottery of this level... You have greatly increased my reputation in the ceramic art world. I cannot thank you too much!"

Qian Linya stroked the ideal green and gray tea bowl and nodded repeatedly: "Isesan, what are you saying? The relationship between craftsmen and tea people has been like this from ancient times to the present, and that should be like this."

"Teacher Chi!" Ise Fukuo hugged Chi Linya and burst into tears.

Qian Linya pushed him away and said with a gentle look on his face: "Okay, Teacher Ise, you have done it."

"Yeah!" Ise Bango nodded repeatedly.

"But it's not time to rest," Qian Linya said, "and there are teas in, water fingers, water bowls, incense burners, covers, and cups..."

"ah--!"

...

A few more days have passed, and the day of the Midsummer Tea Party is getting closer and closer.

On May 20, at dusk, Liu Lizi and Qian Linya were still sitting in the living room as usual.

Liuriko was watching TV beside Qian Linya, while Qian Linya was buried in her head.

Liuriko stared at the funny artist on TV without moving, her little feet wearing white lace transparent socks, but she stepped on Qian Linya's instep under the table.

At these times, Qian Linya traveled around for the midsummer tea party, and occasionally had time to go back to Wuwai'an.

Even if I go back to Wudai'an, I either go to the construction site of the new tea room to observe or stay at home to read books.

When the two people have the opportunity to get together, he often sits at the floor table and reads a book, while Liuriko looks at him quietly.

Before we knew it, the 7-day couple time had expired.

"Linya." Liuriko looked at the TV, without moving her eyes away, and suddenly called her name.

"Hmm?" Qian Linya didn't raise his head either.

"What are you mine?"

"Chatou and boyfriend."

"What am I yours?"

"Girlfriend and boss."

For Qian Linya's quick answer, Liu Lizi stepped on his feet with satisfaction, like a massage.

"I've been busy for so long, so I should take a day to rest, right?" she said.

"There are still a lot of work to prepare. If I don't do it myself, I'm not relieved after all." Qian Linya put down the book, "But if it's your request, I can play with you."

"Okay." Liuriko stood up, dusted her skirt gracefully, and then grabbed his hand.

"what?"

"Go to play?"

After saying hello to Mengye, Liuriko drove him all the way to the south.

"Ruriko, when did you get your driver's license?"

"When I was a kid."

"You're very young now, are you?"

“When I was younger.”

Liuriko held the steering wheel in both hands, and the wind outside the convertible sports car blew past the ends of her hair, with a serious face and looked very cute.

Qian Linya put his arm on the door of the sports car. This is a silver-gray Porsche, which is not worth mentioning for the Daigo family, but Qian Linya knows that it is amazingly priced.

After staying by Liuliko's side, he gradually became numb to luxury goods, just as he became accustomed to Liuliko's amazing appearance.

The street scene of Tokyo slid rapidly past the two of them, and passers-by looked at the boys and girls in the sports car with stunning eyes. Their charm is unforgettable.

Maybe at night, this scene will decorate many people's dreams.

The sports car stopped "rat", the two got out and arrived at the entrance of a very quiet high-end community under the night.

“Where is this?”

"My home."

“…”

Qian Linya can guarantee that although he already knows Liuliko better now, he has never been to her family.

Liulizi took out a bunch of keys from her bag and opened the iron door of the community yard. The iron door was pushed open with a creaking "crunch". Liulizi stood on the other side of the door and waved at him: "Come in!"

"How can you be a thief?" Qian Linya ran in with his waist.

"I'm used to it."

Under the moonlight, there seemed to be a smile on Liuriko's little face.

He walked forward and walked side by side with her, his hands naturally linked each other and held each other.

After entering the yard of the community, there were dense grape trellis on both sides, and the soil was tide. There was a cement road in the middle of the grape trellis on both sides. Following the cement road, passing a low wall, it was a villa.

"It seems that no one lives there?" Qian Linya tilted his head.

"Well," Liuriko nodded, "It was the place where I lived when I was a child."

Qian Linya didn't ask why she came here suddenly, but she just held her hand and walked all the way through a strange place.

"Guess what day is today?"

"The 57th day when I met you again?" Qian Linya asked.

Liuriko raised her face and glanced at him with her shiny eyes: "Reward, but, guess again."

What she called the reward was to get under Qian Linya's arm. Qian Linya put her shoulders and his hands naturally reached into her neckline.

"How can I guess this? The scope is too wide. It is Valentine's Day in China, but it is not counted in other countries."

After a while, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and asked, "It's not your birthday, right?"
Chapter completed!