Xiao Xingyu was really perceptive. Zhang Moyan immediately realized that her question was too probing, but in fact, she just asked it because she thought of it. Although she felt a little wronged, it was understandable that Xiao Xingyu suspected her.
"It's okay, it's just the way it is."
Xiao Guotao's tone was extremely flat, not indifferent, but rather like the numbness that comes from being heartbroken by too many disappointments.
It turned out that the porcelain was destroyed simply because it was not azure blue. Although in Zhang Moyan's eyes, they were infinitely close to the legendary blue sky after rain.
Re-firing Ruguan kiln porcelain is not easy, and the difficulty lies in replicating the celadon glaze. Since the Yuan Dynasty, when artisans began to re-firing celadon porcelain, countless predecessors have failed. This is why people say, "Creating celadon glaze is more difficult than reaching the sky."
Now looking at this jade mountain in front of me which is piled up with piles of waste porcelain, I suddenly feel shocked.
These tens of thousands of "defective products" are like the big red crosses on a student's answer sheet. The massive amount of failures directly demonstrates the extreme difficulty of re-firing celadon porcelain.
In fact, each of these so-called failed and defective products was made by a master of Ru kiln. Any one of them can be sold for at least tens of thousands of yuan on the market.
And just like that, on an ordinary morning, with just a few throws, one or two million was gone.
Judging from what I heard last night about Xiao Guotao firing a kiln every three days, this simple and unpretentious old man may be the most profligate person in the entire Xiao family.
Obviously, Xiao Guotao no longer cares about the monetary value of the artifacts. In his heart, there must be something like a bottom line that he is sticking to.
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, you will definitely be able to burn sky blue in the future," Zhang Moyan subconsciously comforted the old man, but even he felt that his words were very clumsy. Later he remembered, "Oh, right, you have already burned sky blue... What I mean is that you will definitely understand its color-forming mechanism in the future!"
The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled in relief. "Thank you. Actually, I've long been accustomed to it. Since ancient times, there's a saying that 'nine out of ten kilns fail to achieve the azure blue color of the Ru kiln.' It's a huge challenge for craftsmen of any dynasty. It's normal that it can't be fired, but it's surprising that it can be fired."
Although the old man spoke in an open-minded manner, his expression was filled with lingering loneliness.
He finally threw the gourd bottle in his hand towards Yushan. The exquisite porcelain left a final arc in the air, and with a snap, it crashed into a pile of debris, and died.
Zhang Moyan's eyes suddenly became moist. "I still feel it's a pity, because you never know which piece will become a piece of celadon porcelain. That's why you must have put your all into every piece you create... You gave these mortals beautiful life, and then you personally gave it up like this. It really makes me feel sad."
Xiao Guotao stared at Zhang Moyan absentmindedly for a moment, then said meaningfully, "My child, that's because you're still young. You have to remember one thing: some things are inherently wrong. Don't be fooled by their beauty. Think about the trouble they're about to cause, and you won't have to be reluctant to let go."
Zhang Moyan intuitively felt that the old man's words were very powerful. It was definitely a thought-provoking and wise saying, but unfortunately, with her simple life experience, she really couldn't figure out what kind of trouble these beautiful porcelains could cause.
Xiao Xingyu, who was standing by, frowned when he saw her about to ask again. This woman kept asking questions. Was she afraid that others would doubt her identity?
So he said to her, "If Grandpa's works were to be leaked and passed around, someone would definitely label them as Celadon Porcelain. This would be detrimental to both Celadon Porcelain and Grandpa's reputation."
His speaking attitude was still cold, but it was definitely not abusive. Zhang Moyan thought it might be because she had been scolded by Xiao Guotao. After Xiao Xingyu's advice, she suddenly understood.
Yes, in this age of fame and fortune, anything that can be monetized is hyped up with outrageous fanfare. Just look at the unbridled online influencers of today. It's easy to imagine the consequences of Xiao Guotao's work, a master of re-firing the celadon-glazed Ru kiln, entering the market.
Even if there are sincere collectors who keep them as works of art, it is absolutely impossible to rule out those profit-seeking pseudo-collectors who, in order to maximize their profits, label them as celadon porcelain and resell them.
After all, there are very few people in the world who can truly distinguish between celadon porcelain and celadon porcelain. Most people who pay for these works know nothing about them and are simply trying to gain fame and reputation. In fact, these works are not celadon porcelain. If he were to expose them, the stigma of forgery would inevitably be pinned on Xiao Guotao.
Therefore, the most direct way to prevent this misfortune from happening is to cut off the source of the disaster and destroy these porcelains at the beginning, so that there will be no worries.
Zhang Mo was deeply shocked. No one could remain indifferent after seeing such courage and purity.
"Mr. Xiao, you are awesome. You are different from any celebrity I have ever met."
Xiao Guotao and Xiao Xingyu were both stunned. Most people would compliment Xiao Guotao with words like "highly respected" and "a leading figure in the world". Zhang Moyan was probably the only one who said "great" to an 80-year-old man.
Xiao Guotao couldn't help but become interested: "Oh? Why are they different?"
Zhang Moyan pondered and said, "I've met many writers, masters of calligraphy and painting, and famous collectors. Some of them are conservative, some are modern, some are outgoing, and some are low-key and introverted. But they usually have a very strong literary temperament. But you are different. I think you are more like an honest and simple craftsman!"
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