As she spoke, Su Qingluan put down a gold ingot weighing one tael - one tael of gold and ten taels of silver, that was fine.
But in this small market, the fact that someone could carry around gold meant he wasn't just a small customer. The craftsman stared at the ounce of gold in disbelief, then took it in his mouth and bit it hard.
Seeing the soft texture of the gold, and the fact that the cross-section he had gnawed out showed no interlayers or discoloration, he immediately grinned from ear to ear, his eyebrows and eyes invisible. "Excuse me, young man! In five days at most, our shop will have these thirty small jars ready for you!"
Su Qingluan thought about it and shook her head: "Five days won't work, three days at most." Although she still had about ten days, she couldn't schedule her schedule so tightly just in case. If something went wrong, she had to ensure there was room for maneuver.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan confirmed again: "In three days at the latest, you must reproduce the pattern on it exactly according to the drawing and colors I just drew for you - no need to ask why, as long as it is exactly the same."
The pattern that was to be painted on the porcelain vase was exactly the appearance of petals falling from different flowers corresponding to three different fruit jams in the real world.
However, unlike traditional porcelain that uses ink painting or fine brushwork, Su Qingluan's painting method is more like traditional fine brushwork that incorporates perspective relationships.
Su Qingluan once experimented with it. Among the people who followed Mu Xingzhi to paint, those who were good at fine brushwork could copy a perspective drawing exactly if they were placed in front of it, even if they did not understand the perspective relationship - but this did not mean that these people understood perspective.
The evidence is that if they are not given any templates and are asked to find the perspective and proportion relationships on the real objects themselves, it will still be a mess.
However, this time, Su Qingluan did not intend to let the painting masters know the "perspective relationships" of the flowers she painted - she just wanted those people to draw these patterns stroke by stroke.
Hearing Su Qingluan's words, the craftsman in the porcelain shop was a little embarrassed: "Three days... isn't that a bit too rushed..."
Su Qingluan curled her lips and added another ounce of gold.
The man bit his teeth again, and then his expression suddenly changed. "Well, three days is three days! Even if we don't eat, drink, or sleep during these three days, we will burn these thirty jars for you!"
Although Su Qingluan had expected this, she was still amazed by his ability to change his attitude as quickly as turning the pages of a book.
But she didn't say much, just nodded and said: "Work hard, and you will get the benefits."
After saying this, Su Qingluan was about to lift the curtain and leave the porcelain shop. The porcelain master in the porcelain shop quickly glared at the clerk beside him and said, "Why don't you see our distinguished guest off quickly?! What a tactful person!" So the clerk hurriedly nodded and bowed to open the curtain for Su Qingluan.
At this time, Liu Yunniang, who was sent out to buy things, also came back.
She had a bag on each shoulder, a bamboo basket on her back, and large and small packages in her hands. From a distance, she looked like a peddler carrying a load.
Su Qingluan sighed, "You actually bought them all at once?" She thought it would take at least half a day to run around tomorrow to get these things.
Liu Yunniang put the large and small packages in her hands on the ground and wiped the sweat from her forehead. "Although these things are trivial, they are not very heavy. I thought if I could buy them all, you would have less trouble."
Su Qingluan glanced at the sky. It would still be some time before Yang and Su Guangfu packed up their stalls to pick up her brother from school. She didn't plan to wait for them any longer and said to Liu Yunniang, "I need to buy some food for tonight. It's quite a lot, so I'll hire a mule cart to bring it back. The two of us can just walk behind the cart."
Upon hearing this, Liu Yunniang quickly said, "These aren't heavy things. If you buy some more food, I can carry them!"
Seeing her sweating profusely from exhaustion, Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Today you've already exceeded the task I originally planned to assign to you tomorrow. And let's not even talk about whether you have the strength. Even if you still have, looking at the way you were just now, with all the bags hanging all over your body, you wouldn't be able to free up an extra hand, right?"
Liu Yunniang thought so too, so she said nothing more.
Today's work went smoothly, and Su Qingluan was in a good mood. Unexpectedly, this "good mood" gradually disappeared when the registration closed in the evening.
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