Qingyue shook her sleeves and said, "I'm going out now. Remember to bring me some glass bowls next time. I want to give them away."
Liu Liang: “…”
Who has tricked her?
"Remember what I said."
Qingyue warned again, "Don't forget."
Liu Liang took note of it, but she knew her stingy master very well. He would never give away any good things for free. His favorite thing to do was to pile up those good things.
Make others jealous and greedy, and let others touch you even though you won't even touch yourself.
After Qingyue left, Liu Jing touched her vase for a long time, feeling her heart ache.
You say you are so ugly, but it’s okay as long as you are beautiful inside.
As a result, you are ugly from head to toe, from ancient times to the present. Tell me, how did you survive?
Liu Liang really wanted to hug the vase and cry, mourning the money she had spent. Of course, what she could not accept the most was that this ugly thing was actually just a pile of mud.
It's still ugly and unsightly mud.
Forget it, she put the vase away. Even if it was made of mud, it was still mud from the Song or Tang Dynasty. Even if it was not ugly or worthless, it was still an antique.
Although this antique is a little ugly and has no special features, she will donate this ugly vase when she returns. She doesn't know if anyone will want it.
Maybe we can also study the firing process of these ancient vases. This one is just not painted, but they are actually made of ancient clay and fired by ancient people with their wisdom.
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