There was a kiln in the pottery room. Zhang Moyan personally put the folded-belly bowls made by herself and Xiao Xingyu into the kiln. When the kiln door was closed and she heard the fire inside, she suddenly became very nervous and even unconsciously put her hands together in prayer.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Xingyu looked at her in confusion.
Zhang Moyan withdrew her hand awkwardly, and suddenly sighed, "I don't know why, but I suddenly have this magical feeling that I'm pregnant."
Xiao Xingyu opened his eyes wide, unable to believe it.
Zhang Moyan: "I don't know what kind of changes will happen to this bowl embryo in the kiln over the next few hours, and what the final product will look like. Isn't this the same feeling as a mother who carries a baby for ten months and doesn't know what her baby will look like?"
Xiao Xingyu narrowed his eyes as he listened to her analogy and commented, "This is the first time I've heard someone use such an... apt analogy."
"Is that so." Zhang Moyan smiled and went to look at the kiln again.
"Why do you want to have a baby so badly?"
"Ah?" Zhang Moyan was suddenly startled and turned her head, with a huge question bursting out of her eyes.
Xiao Xingyu's gaze fell indifferently on Zhang Moyan's face, and he said with a dull, slightly accusing tone, "Oh, by the way, you've forgotten what we said and did that night at your house."
Zhang Moyan's heart skipped a beat. Although she knew that there were only two of them in the room, she still looked around to see if there was a third person present.
"What did I say that night?" Zhang Moyan stuttered, seeming a little overly nervous.
Xiao Xingyu looked at her and said word by word: "You said you really want to have a baby."
Zhang Moyan was startled, sweat breaking out on her forehead. "I actually told you this? But... I didn't say this in the video on my phone..."
Xiao Xingyu chuckled: "Those two videos are just the most classic parts. Compared to your massive performance that day, they are just the tip of the iceberg."
"Just the tip of the iceberg?" Zhang Moyan's expression changed, and she asked with forced composure, "Then...what else did I say?"
Xiao Xingyu paused as if he didn't want to talk about it, and then said, "It's just some sweet talk, like I'll marry you in this life, I'll marry you, hurry up and get the marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and you have to give me three or four children, etc."
Xiao Xingyu spoke nonsense without blushing or beating his heart. Unexpectedly, Zhang Moyan remained motionless after listening to him, without any rebuttal, as if she was willing to accept everything he said.
This was beyond his expectation.
"How did I tell you that I wanted to have a baby?" After a long silence, Zhang Moyan pursed her lips and asked carefully.
A smile flashed across Xiao Xingyu's eyes as she recalled briefly, "You said your parents were very good to you, and you wanted to be a good daughter to repay them. You wanted to find a reliable man, marry him early, have a child, and let them enjoy the joy of family life as soon as possible. You also wanted your relatives and friends to envy you."
This time he answered with all the truth. To lie, you have to mix truth with lies in order to make the other party believe you completely.
"Is that all...is there anything else?" Zhang Moyan continued to ask.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at her and said lightly, "Then you asked me if I would do it."
"What?!" Zhang Moyan was so shocked that she stood there in disbelief, but the other party nodded to her very affirmatively.
Her scalp went numb, she didn't know she was so bold, could it be that the alcohol released the demon in her body?
After a moment of being tousled by the wind, Zhang Moyan shook the mess in her head: "Then I'll have a baby... I mean, what did I tell you about wanting to have a baby?"
At this time, Xiao Xingyu had already noticed something wrong from her question. This was the second time she asked herself what she had said to him, as if she was worried that she had said something she shouldn't have.
The woman in front of him was very nervous, like a string that could snap at any moment. Xiao Xingyu suppressed his smile and said in a calm voice, "No, you didn't say anything else."
Zhang Moyan's shoulders visibly relaxed, and a hint of relief crossed his face.
"Is there anything you can't tell me?" Xiao Xingyu's voice was mixed with some dissatisfaction.
Zhang Moyan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally nodded: "Yes... but I can't tell you."
Xiao Xingyu really didn't know whether to be happy or unhappy about her honesty.
"What's the secret? Tell me about it!" Xiao Xingyu teased her.
Zhang Moyan shook her head.
"If you don't tell me, I'll think you're trying to lure me in, playing hard to get."
"Then you can just assume that."
Xiao Xingyu really couldn't do anything to her.
"Can I get this bowl tomorrow?" Zhang Moyan asked while looking at the kiln.
Xiao Xingyu: "It will take several hours to burn here. The staff will pack it up for me tomorrow."
Zhang Moyan probed uncertainly: "Then can I take her home, back to Shenhai?"
Xiao Xingyu was speechless at her question. He raised the corner of his lips and said jokingly, "Sure. Take it home and keep it well. If you don't have enough food one day, you can sell it."
"Really?" Zhang Moyan was surprised. "Then how much is it worth?"
Xiao Xingyu frowned.
"Ah," he suddenly thought, "this bowl doesn't have my signature on it, right? Then there's no market for it. If someone really likes it, I could probably sell it for 100 yuan, right?"
"Only 100 yuan?!" Zhang Moyan was shocked and shook her head, feeling extremely distressed. "Then I won't sell it! Such a beautiful porcelain, I will keep it for myself. As long as I know that it is made by you, Teacher Xiao, and I know its value, that's enough! I don't need others' affirmation."
"Hmm~" Xiao Xingyu smiled and gave her a look of approval, showing that she was a teachable child.
Zhang Moyan felt that Xiao Xingyu was quite amiable at the moment, and couldn't help but think of arranging a public relations interview with him, so she looked around and took a deep breath.
"Teacher Xiao, why didn't I see any Ru kiln celadon porcelain in that Song Dynasty room just now? I've heard the saying, 'A fortune worth a million is not worth a piece of Ru kiln porcelain.' Is it so rare that even you don't have any?"
Xiao Xingyu immediately looked at her sharply, and Zhang Moyan met his gaze as if nothing had happened. The two looked at each other for a while.
"The rarity of celadon porcelain was such that even during the Southern Song Dynasty, which was very close to the Northern Song Dynasty, people said that it was "especially rare recently." Today, nearly a thousand years have passed since the Southern Song Dynasty, and there are less than a hundred pieces of celadon porcelain left in the world, almost all of which are in museum collections. Only a few are in private collections, so it is not surprising that there are no such pieces."
"Ah, this..."
What Xiao Xingyu said made a lot of sense, and Zhang Moyan couldn't tell for a moment whether he had realized her intention.
Try to be discerning and think of appropriate responses that will keep the conversation going.
But for some reason, looking at Xiao Xingyu's eyes that seemed to see through everything, part of his brain seemed to be unable to activate. It was really a complete failure of the adaptability that a professional journalist should have.
Xiao Xingyu saw her self-doubt and utter embarrassment, and he couldn't explain what he felt. He finally shook his head helplessly and sighed, "Okay, stop thinking about it. I'll take you to see it!"
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