When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

This day.

The Clay King drew a match and asked all the apprentices to place all the porcelain fired this month on the ground. He wanted to check the results.

Soon, the floor was covered with porcelain.

Some are burnt waste, some are semi-finished products, and some are just average looking.

Zhang Matchai looked at them one by one, frowning, as if he was never satisfied.

However, when he walked in front of Liu Han, he stopped, picked up a porcelain figure, and looked at it carefully up and down.

His brows gradually relaxed.

While nodding his head, there was a touch of relief on his face.

He said yes several times and patted Liu Han on the shoulder.

Liu Han's face was so excited that he almost jumped up to celebrate. His best friend Zhang Qiuci looked at this scene and covered her mouth and chuckled.

As soon as Zhang Match left, the bright girl immediately came to her sweetheart and praised: "Brother Liu, you are so awesome. My father is very strict about porcelain. You are the first one to be praised."

"Where, where." Liu Han grabbed the back of his head and tried his best to restrain the raised corners of his mouth.

The other apprentices were both jealous and resentful.

After checking the results, according to usual practice, two apprentices will be sent to take the porcelain to the town and sell it.

Half of the money earned is divided between the clay king and the other half among the apprentices.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Matchai and Li Changxiao picked out the good-looking porcelain one by one, and then carefully placed them on a wooden cart.

After the wooden cart was filled and fixed with ropes and coarse cloth, the two people pulled the wooden cart and walked toward the town.

Clay King Zhang Matcha's porcelain craftsmanship is very famous in the town.

We just arrived in a small town and within two hours of shouting and shouting, they were all sold out.

Liu Han sighed, with a touch of sadness between his brows.

Li Changxiao was curious and asked Liu Han why he was troubled.

Liu Han told Li Changxiao that when he first became an apprentice, seven years ago, the porcelain fired at that time was extremely popular.

Li Changxiao asked, isn't it quite popular now? So much porcelain was robbed in less than two hours after arriving in the town.

Liu Han added that it was different. In the past, these porcelains did not need to be sold in small towns. The rich people in the small towns went to the Clay Figurine Village to buy them in person.

And about three years ago.

It is getting harder and harder to sell porcelain, and it is getting harder every month.

Liu Han's eyes were full of worry. After thinking about it, he could only think of one reason: various taxes that were increasing day by day.

On the way back to the village, Liu Han used his own money to treat Li Changxiao to a bowl of hot noodles. The shopkeeper poured the mutton bone broth that had been simmered for ten hours on the noodles, and then sprinkled a little chopped green onion, which made the noodles full of flavor.

After eating and drinking, the two of them drove the wooden cart towards the village. It was already getting late and there were many jackals at night, so they had to rush back as soon as possible.

On the way, Liu Han saw a brightly colored flower and thought of his sister who was preparing dinner in the porcelain kiln and waiting for him, so he wanted to pick one and take it back.

After picking the flowers, the two of them sped up their pace, and finally rushed back to the Clay Figurine Village before the sun went down.

Half of the money earned is given to the Clay King, and the other half is distributed among the apprentices.

Generally, apprentices who have been in school for a long time and have good skills will get a little more money.

Wait until the coins in hand are divided.

Immediately, someone complained: "Liu Han, didn't you just take part of it all to yourself? How could it be so small?"

"Yes, I have eight cents less than last month? How did you get it?"

"You Liu Han, why don't you play sneaky and sneaky with me?"

The apprentices were filled with anger and immediately took action. They had long been unhappy with Liu Han.

Zhang Han frowned and said, "You also know that in this situation, the price of porcelain is too high and it cannot be sold. I, Zhang Han, am not greedy for a penny! Brother Changxiao can vouch for this!"

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Li Changxiao immediately raised his hand, "I can testify."

"What a fool to testify!" An apprentice immediately pointed at Li Chang and cursed: "He is an outsider, who knows if he is with you."

"I see, you two are working together!!"

As soon as these words came out, other apprentices immediately responded, "Yes, they are working together!!"

"Qiu Ci is so blind that he would fall in love with someone like you!"

"I see, Qiu Ci is not a good person either!!"

One apprentice even scolded Qiu Ci.

Upon hearing this, Liu Han's expression instantly became full of anger. He raised his fist and swung it at the apprentice.

Bang.

The apprentice had a nosebleed.

Seeing this, the others attacked Liu Hanqun.

Even Li Changxiao didn't let him go and wanted to drag him in and beat him up.

However, within a few seconds, all of the dozen or so people present were subdued by Li Changxiao.

When he was knocked to the ground, the apprentice who had just wanted to attack Li Changxiao remembered that this guy was a martial artist with martial arts skills.

"What's going on!??"

Zhang Matcha arrived late.

After learning the cause and effect, he was so angry that he cursed the apprentices present. They were petty-minded, petty-minded, and suspicious.

"Master Zhang, you're not much better! Aren't you also jealous of money? How much money did Liu Han give you? You actually sold your daughter to him!"

An apprentice no longer held back and retorted directly.

Perhaps it was because he had learned enough craftsmanship, or perhaps because he knew that there was no longer any possibility between him and that beautiful and lovely girl, so his words were extremely difficult to hear.

Zhang Huochai was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He told the apprentice to get out.

The apprentice was straightforward. He stared at Zhang Huochai fiercely and strode out of the door. When he passed by Liu Han, he deliberately bumped him with his shoulder.

However, when he passed by Li Changxiao, he restrained himself a lot, because he knew that this man would knock him down in just one second.

"Puff." Li Changxiao couldn't hold back his laughter.

Not long after the apprentice left, the second, third, fourth...apprentices all walked out.

Until there were only four people left in the kiln: Li Changxiao, Liu Han, Zhang Qiuci, and Zhang Huochai.

Zhang Huochai trembled all over, muttering "ungrateful, all ungrateful!"

He had long seen that Zhang Qiuci and Liu Han were in love and had reached the point of discussing marriage. The reason why he kept delaying was just to see if the other apprentices had a chance.

Unexpectedly, his good intentions would lead to this.

Zhang Huochai hunched over, as if he had aged many years in an instant.

"Qiu Ci, you and Liu Han choose a day, and Liu Han, I will completely stop my skills in the future, and pass on all my skills to you." Zhang Huochai said.

"Master..." Liu Han felt that his arm was pinched by Zhang Qiu Ci, and hurriedly changed his words: "Dad, I will definitely treat Qiu Ci well!"

"With your words, I feel relieved." Zhang Huochai nodded, and then looked at Li Changxiao: "And you, when I teach Liu Han, you just watch from the side, learn as much as you can, and after you finish learning, it will be counted as your talent, and I will not increase the salary."

It can be seen.

Zhang Huochai may not be without feelings for those apprentices.

The departure of the apprentices made him feel half cold.

Some people say that the aging of the body is not really aging, but the aging of the heart is the real aging.

Li Changxiao felt that this sentence was very applicable to Zhang Huochai.

In just a few short minutes, he saw a person instantly go from middle age to old age.