Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Jiang Wan’s stall is selling very well, too…
Jiang Wan’s stall was doing very well. All twenty-six porcelain bowls were sold out before the sun set.
"Today's porcelain bowls are all sold out, thank you for your support. If you need more porcelain bowls, you can come tomorrow. Our stall will be here waiting for you." Jiang Wan said with a smile.
Those customers who didn't buy porcelain bowls were a little disappointed, but when they learned that she would come to the stall every day, they felt relieved and went home. Wang Er happily counted the money and said excitedly, "Seven hundred and fifty copper coins! I couldn't make this much even when I worked for Master Cheng during the busiest time!"
Jiang Wan smiled. Today's income was more than she expected. Selling so much on the first day of the stall was a good start. At least it showed that the direction she chose was not wrong. She originally planned to divide the copper coins she earned between her two apprentices, 250 each, but Wang Da and Wang Er felt that their master had a mother and a brother to take care of, and they refused to accept any. The three of them argued for a while, and finally Jiang Wan kept 550 copper coins for herself, and the two apprentices each got 100 copper coins. The three of them packed up the stall together, and just as they pushed the cart out of the alley, she heard the system prompt:
"Only by allowing more people to see it can it be better passed down. Congratulations to the host for selling the celadon and contributing to the inheritance and promotion of handicraft technology. You have completed the task [Enter the Market] and received 50 points."
The remaining points on the system interface changed from 52 to 102.
Whatever you ask for comes true. Jiang Wan was secretly delighted. Now she had enough points to buy glazing tools. When she got home, she would think carefully about how to paint patterns on the celadon.
"What should we do next?" Wang Da was full of admiration for Jiang Wan at this time. He decided that no matter what his master wanted to do in the future, he would resolutely carry it out and never raise any objections again.
"Go to the kiln and bring back the porcelain bowls you made yesterday. Let the master check them. If there's any mistake, you'll be fined." Jiang Wan pretended to be serious and frowned. "Then go find some coral stones outside the city. Take advantage of the rain the other day to dig up some porcelain clay and store it. From now on, we can make them at home, which will make them faster."
When Wang Er heard about the fine, the corners of his mouth that had been raised immediately drooped down, and he muttered, "Are we really going to fine you?"
Jiang Wan was just teasing his apprentice, but when he saw the little apprentice lower his head, he found it both adorable and distressing. His stern face softened and he said softly, "Let's go eat first. The second child is the smartest and will definitely remember it right."
As the sun set, Jiang Wan and the other two left the city.
Wang Da and Wang Er took shovels to dig the soil, while Jiang Wan went to the lake to look for coral stones.
The reeds along the shore, half a man's height, stood quietly in the stillness, casting a shadow on the lake. The water of Duolun Lake was crystal clear; from the edge, one could see the weeds and rocks at the bottom, and occasionally fish darted among the weeds. The setting sun reflected on the lake, shimmering and swaying the shadows of the trees.
Suddenly, the reeds moved, making a rustling sound. Jiang Wan looked up, and the sound stopped. The entire reed patch stood still.
"Maybe there's a slight breeze." Jiang Wan lowered her head and continued picking up stones. After a while, she heard the rustling sound again. Suddenly, she felt something strange in her heart. She stopped and took in the feeling for a moment.
He was sure there was no wind, but the rustling sound didn't stop. Jiang Wan's heart was alarmed, and without moving, he slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.
The reeds were swaying, but not the entire plant, just a few of them swaying left and right.
There's someone there!
Jiang Wan remained bent over, her mind racing. If the person crouching in the bushes wanted to kill her, even if she pretended not to see and walked away, they could still stealthily strike. It would be better to go over and take a look. If there was real danger, she could see the other person's situation before making a judgment. It was better than knowing nothing and leaving the choice to them.
She doesn't like to put her fate in the hands of others.
Jiang Wan tiptoed toward the swaying reeds. As she got closer, she could smell the growing scent of blood. The half-man-high reeds were stained with blood. Following the trail, she saw a blood-soaked figure sprawled by the water's edge.
Jiang Wan turned and left.
Xiaofangpan City lies at the junction of the Great Zhou, Xiongnu, and Loulan, a hive of mixed forces and conflicting influences. If this person is being hunted by an enemy, saving him could easily lead to disaster for her, even endangering her loved ones. Having spent years fighting in the antique world in her previous life, she no longer possesses a soft heart.
As soon as he moved his feet, he kicked something hard, and there was a "clink" sound under his feet. Jiang Wan looked down and saw that it was a sword in half. Blood flowed from the broken tip to the hilt, and before it had time to dry, the blade was broken, but it still shone with a cold light, which must be made from pure silver. Swords made by this method of forging have a thin and translucent blade, light and sharp, and can cut through hair. The only disadvantage is that it is difficult to refine successfully. If you can succeed once in ten times, you are considered lucky. Therefore, most of them are custom-made by those who can afford the price and are not sold on the market.
She squatted down, picked up the broken sword, and examined it carefully. Such a valuable sword, yet its hilt was devoid of any decoration, not even a single pattern, let alone gemstones. The pure black iron hilt contrasted with the light, translucent blade, exuding a sense of ancient heaviness. The words "Mountains and Rivers" were engraved on the blade, and blood had soaked into the inscribed area, staining the characters a deep crimson.
Jiang Wan thought of the poem he had read in his past life. With great ambition, he would eat the flesh of barbarians when hungry and drink the blood of Xiongnu when thirsty. He would wait to start over, rebuild the old mountains and rivers, and face the heavens.
She suddenly felt a little depressed, as if something was blocking her heart. She couldn't help but look at the person lying in the reeds again.
He wore bloodstained silver armor, his eyes closed, and his black hair, mostly loose, plastered to his pale face. The setting sun cast a golden glow over him, creating a thrilling scene. Even though Jiang Wan had seen many handsome men in her past life, her heart still skipped a beat.
She slowly moved in front of the man, patted his face, and tentatively asked: "Hey, are you still alive? Can you hear me?"
The man didn't move.
Jiang Wan waited for a moment, but seeing that he didn't respond, she felt a little disappointed and planned to leave.
The man suddenly opened his eyes. Caught off guard, Jiang Wan quickly retracted his hand and took a step back.
It's no wonder that she was frightened. Those eyes were sharp and fierce, like a hawk on the grassland meeting its opponent. Only after he saw that there was a thin little girl in front of him did he retract his fierce gaze. His eyes were clearly black and white, indifferent as ice and snow, and as cold as the wind.
Jiang Wan looked at these eyes and suddenly had a ridiculous illusion.
This person might be different from her, or from anyone she had ever met.
She asked, "Where do you live? I'll go get your family over."
The man closed his eyes and remained motionless. Jiang Wan called out to him a few more times, but there was no response. Only his rapid, heavy breathing told her that he was still alive.
Jiang Wan sighed and called Wang Da and Wang Er over. She and Wang Da held the man on either side, while Wang Er followed behind, carrying a bamboo basket, and they took him to the clinic.
"Girl, you are really making things difficult for me. Where did you pick up such a dying man? He has more than a dozen lightsaber wounds on his body, and there was also a poisoned arrow that almost hit his heart. There are so many people seeking revenge these days. I'm afraid you will get into trouble if you pick him up." Doctor Zhang kept muttering as he cleaned the man's wounds.
"It's okay, Mr. Zhang. I just sent him to the clinic. Anyone else would do the same if they saw someone injured." Jiang Wan said with a smile.
"You're still too kind!" Doctor Zhang shook his head helplessly. "However, this patient needs at least three days of nursing before he can get out of bed. The consultation fee is not low."
Wang Er rushed to say: "Sir, we can make money. We set up a stall today and made some money... well..."
Jiang Wan covered Wang Er's mouth and said with a smile, "I think the armor on this man is worth quite a bit of money. Even though it's damaged, it could fetch at least 20 or 30 taels of silver if sold at a blacksmith's shop, which is more than enough to cover the consultation fee. I don't want any more money, just consider it a thank you for your care during this time."
Doctor Zhang: ...Just now I was worried that she would suffer because she was too kind, but it seems that this worry was unnecessary.
After settling into the clinic, Jiang Wan took her apprentices to collect the celadon bowls fired the previous day. She inspected them and discovered that of the fifty bowls her two apprentices had made, only one had uneven coloring and was unsuitable for sale. The other forty-nine bowls were perfectly acceptable. Given the twenty-six bowls sold today, there should be more than enough to sell tomorrow. She praised them and instructed them to continue making the bowl bases after dinner, firing them early tomorrow morning, and then selling the forty-nine bowls at the alley entrance.
After giving some instructions, she handed the collected materials to her apprentice and went home alone.
The three of them returned with the materials today. Combined with the experience of the past two days, the two apprentices should be much more proficient. Tomorrow, she'll go sell the bowls herself, leaving them at home making them. They should be able to make about 120 to 130 bowls a day. The day after tomorrow, she'll be able to experiment with glazing, figuring out what pigments are both beautiful and long-lasting, and what designs can be painted on celadon.
In that era, there was no glazing technology or tools. She would have to go back and see if there were any tools in the system that could be used for glazing. For her first attempt, she would need to try and test a few porcelain bowls before finding the best method.
Jiang Wan sat in his room, closed his eyes and opened the handicraft system, which showed the remaining points as 102.
She went into the tool chest and searched for "glaze." A list of tools popped up. Flipping through the list, she noticed a tool called a "glaze blowing turntable." Glaze blowing is a method used for applying glaze to thin-walled vessels. It involves rotating the glaze while blowing, typically applying two or three layers.
The glaze blowing turntable is the most important tool for this craft and requires thirty points to redeem.
Jiang Wan thought for a moment and clicked "Buy." The interface flashed, and the points count changed to 72. When he opened his eyes again, there was a wooden turntable next to his bed.
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