In his previous life, Lin Yifeng was tricked by his first love into going abroad, missing the period of rapid development in his homeland.
He finally managed to amass a fortune of hundreds of...
"Two drinks, please?"
When they got to the point where they were having a great time, Bai Yejin’s father suggested that he have a drink with Lin Yifeng.
Before Lin Yifeng could reply, Bai Yejin, who was eating, immediately looked over and said, "Dad, the doctor said you have high blood pressure and can't drink alcohol."
"Doctors just spout nonsense, they don't know anything."
Bai Yejin's father, Bai Zhanguo, was about to get some wine on his own. Seeing that she couldn't dissuade her father, Bai Yejin could only look to Lin Yifeng for help.
"Uncle, let's not drink anymore. I can't drink. My whole body gets itchy and uncomfortable when I drink."
Seeing Bai Yejin looking at him expectantly, Lin Yifeng had no choice but to speak up and persuade her.
His words were indeed much more effective than Bai Yejin's. Bai Zhanguo had already taken out the wine, but upon hearing this, he reluctantly put it back.
"How about we have a cigarette? Jin Qu, do you like it?"
Since the son-in-law couldn't drink, he could at least smoke, right? Bai Zhanguo took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer, intending to offer them to Lin Yifeng.
Lin Yifeng did not reply immediately, but instead glanced at Bai Yejin. Bai Yejin quickly stood up to stop her father: "Dad, Lin Yifeng doesn't smoke. I've never seen him smoke."
Lin Yifeng, who had amassed a fortune of hundreds of millions in his previous life in Russia, was naturally a heavy smoker and drinker. But after being reborn, he decided to quit smoking.
As for drinking, it depends on the situation.
For example, today, Bai Yejin's father has high blood pressure and cannot drink alcohol, so he cannot drink alcohol today.
"You don't smoke, what a good student, such a good student!"
"No wonder they're intellectuals. If it were those little bastards in the village, they would have taken a bribe and robbed them."
Bai Zhanguo laughed heartily and put away his cigarette. He was extremely satisfied with his son-in-law, Lin Yifeng.
He's handsome, and like his daughter, he's a vocational school graduate. He doesn't smoke or drink, and he's capable.
All the young people in town, even if they were all tied together, couldn't compare to Lin Yifeng.
Hearing Bai Zhanguo's praise, Lin Yifeng could only smile awkwardly. He could feel more and more that Bai Zhanguo regarded him as his son-in-law.
...
After lunch, Bai Yejin and Bai Zhanguo took Lin Yifeng to visit their family's kiln.
Bai Yejin's family has two kilns. One kiln fires everyday household items such as bowls and plates.
The other kiln was specifically for firing Jian ware.
"Xiaofeng, let me tell you, our Jianzhan teacups are famous not only in the whole town, but also in our province."
Bai Zhanguo carefully took out a black and gold Jianzhan teacup from the display case and handed it to Lin Yifeng to show off: "Xiaofeng, look at this rabbit fur teacup. It is my father's masterpiece. When it was fired, several high-ranking officials in the province loved it very much."
Lin Yifeng took the rabbit-hair teacup, his eyes lighting up instantly.
Lin Yifeng had some experience with antique porcelain and knew a little about it.
The hare's fur tea bowl that Bai Zhanguo handed over had delicate patterns, even thickness, and a glaze with drawn lines that resembled wild rabbit fur. It was a fine piece of Jian ware, especially the golden pattern on the top layer of the glaze, which reflected a bright golden light under the sunlight, making Lin Yifeng love it.
"Golden rabbit fur hair, what a fine thing, what a fine thing!"
Lin Yifeng's praise made Bai Zhanguo smile even more brightly. He never expected that his son-in-law, a cultured man who had attended a vocational school, would know about Jianzhan (a type of Chinese ware).
"Xiaofeng, I have some good stuff here!"
Bai Zhanguo enthusiastically led Lin Yifeng to visit the kiln site. After walking around for a while, Lin Yifeng suddenly sighed.
"Good stuff, all good stuff."
"It's just a pity..."
"What's a pity?"
"The thought of selling such fine Jianzhan teacups to foreigners makes my heart ache."
Kilns used for firing Jian ware are divided into wood-fired kilns and electric kilns. Bai Yejin's kiln is a wood-fired kiln, which produces high-quality Jian ware with excellent glaze and high artistic value.
However, the biggest drawback of Chai ware is that the glaze colors are limited and not vibrant enough.
Jian ware fired in electric kilns is mass-produced industrially and generally of average quality, but it is cheap and has a wide variety of glaze colors.
Lin Yifeng's target customers this time were foreigners in Jinyang District. Naturally, he wanted to sell them Jianzhan teacups fired in electric kilns, which were of lower quality but had a more vibrant appearance.
"Uncle, do you have any of those fancy, brightly colored Jian ware tea bowls?"
"Gaudy and brightly colored?"
Bai Zhanguo scratched his head. There are many ways to distinguish the quality of Jianzhan, such as by texture, body, sound, shape, glaze, etc., but not by glaze color.
Judging from Lin Yifeng's previous behavior, his son-in-law clearly understands Jianzhan (a type of ceramic ware).
But why ask this all of a sudden?
Seeing Bai Zhanguo's somewhat bewildered expression, Lin Yifeng lowered his voice and said, "Uncle, I'm planning to sell Jianzhan to foreigners."
"Scamming foreigners!!"
Upon hearing Lin Yifeng's words, Bai Zhanguo immediately understood. He patted Lin Yifeng on the shoulder and chuckled.
Lin Yifeng chuckled as well.
"Xiaofeng, you should have said so earlier! If you had said you were selling it to foreigners, I wouldn't have brought you here!"
Bai Zhanguo immediately perked up:
"Back when the old man was earning foreign exchange, he used Jian ware a lot to help the country earn foreign exchange."
"Those foreigners don't know anything. When they look at porcelain, they only care about whether it looks good or not."
Bai Zhanguo looked at him with disdain: "If it's just about making fancy porcelain, anyone can do that!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yifeng's eyes lit up.
All done!
...
Ignoring the quality and texture of Jian ware, people only look at whether the glaze is vibrant and flashy enough.
In Bai Yejin's home, all of these Jian ware teacups are defective products, and she is too ashamed to sell them.
Bai Zhanguo and Bai Yejin led Lin Yifeng to the kiln entrance of another courtyard.
"Xiaofeng, this kiln has the Jianzhan teacups you need."
Bai Zhanguo explained to Lin Yifeng, "This kiln was built by your fourth uncle. Your fourth uncle is not talented, and the Jianzhan teacups he fired were of very poor quality. Nobody in town would buy them."
“Your fourth uncle later moved to another place to fire bricks, so this kiln was left unused. I usually let my apprentice and Xiao Jin practice at this kiln.”
Outside the kiln, many Jian ware teacups were piled up haphazardly like trash. Lin Yifeng picked up a Jian ware teacup and looked at Bai Yejin with slight surprise: "You can also fire Jian ware teacups?"
"Of course I can, Lin Yifeng! Let me tell you, the Jianzhan I make are incredibly beautiful, they'll perfectly meet your requirements!"
Bai Yejin proudly puffed out her chest. Her stats were a bit off, and Lin Yifeng, standing next to Bai Zhanguo, felt embarrassed to stare at her and could only quickly look away.
Seeing that Lin Yifeng didn't believe her, Bai Yejin ran into the main room and took out a Jianzhan teacup:
"Look, Lin Yifeng, this is a Jianzhan teacup I made. Isn't it beautiful?"
This is an extremely beautiful Jian ware teacup. Its glaze is as deep as the night sky, and the inside of the cup is covered with crystal spots of different sizes. The spots are surrounded by a halo of seven colors such as blue, purple, and gold, making it extremely gorgeous.
"Yohen Tenmoku?"
"No, this is a fake, but a very poor fake; it only has the form."
Even so, Lin Yifeng's face was full of surprise. The Yao Bian Tianmu tea bowl is the most top-grade Jian ware tea bowl fired in the Song Dynasty, and only three exist in the world. Bai Yejin's imitation of the Yao Bian Tianmu tea bowl is worlds apart from the real one, but it is enough to fool foreigners who know nothing.