Liu Yiyi carefully picked up a sky-blue teacup. The rim of the cup was round and slightly tilted outward, just like a green lotus bud that was about to bloom. The lines of the cup were smooth, revealing a natural elegance.
The glaze color is the most charming, the sky blue color is pure and clear, with a touch of faint blue. It feels delicate to the touch, as smooth as a baby's skin, and has the unique coolness of porcelain.
Liu Yiyi exclaimed, "I have seen the tribute porcelain bestowed by the Emperor on the Gao family in Qingyang, but it is not as exquisite as this teacup."
Pei Yun smiled and said, "This is called Ru kiln porcelain, and the most valuable glaze color is sky blue."
Then he pointed to a set of white porcelain tea sets and said, "This is Dehua white porcelain, the glaze is as warm as ivory."
"This is Ding kiln white porcelain, this is Jingde white porcelain..."
Pei Yun gave a brief introduction, but of course he didn't understand it and just read the instructions.
The three girls were also confused. They had no idea what Ru kiln porcelain and Dehua white porcelain were. They only knew that these porcelains were beautiful no matter what type or color they were.
Some people even dare not touch it for fear of breaking it.
"Brother Pei, these porcelains are so beautiful, how much do they cost?" Liu Yiyi asked. In her opinion, these porcelains are so good that even if the price is several times higher than that of porcelains on the market, they will still be sought after by the people.
Among all the porcelains Liu Yiyi had ever seen, there was no better one than these.
She wished she could buy all of these porcelain pieces and put them at home to admire them every day.
Pei Yun said: "It's sold at 50% lower than the market price."
Liu Yiyi's eyes suddenly widened and she said, "Brother Pei, you said it wrong, it should be high, not low."
How could such good porcelain be priced below the market price?
Liu Yiyi thought that Pei Yun must have bought these things from the sky with money, although she didn't know what the currency in the sky was.
But for such a long time, no money has been seen in the mountain village, so Liu Yiyi wondered whether Pei Yun had converted all the gold and silver he had obtained into the currency used by immortals.
There is nothing free in this world, not even for gods. Such beautiful porcelain must be expensive. Not only does Pei Yun not make any money, but the price is actually lower than the market price. Isn't this a loss?
Pei Yun said: "You are right, it is 50% lower than the market price. I want to make sure that none of the Pei family's porcelain can be sold."
The money to buy porcelain was nothing to Pei Yun. He had a balance of nearly 15 million, and buying these porcelains only cost a few thousand.
It will not be too late to raise prices once these modern handicraft porcelains have completely captured the market.
By then, the price in Yizhou would not increase much, but the price of porcelain shipped out would double. Pei Yun had never thought of making money from porcelain or silk. His purpose was purely to suppress the Pei family.
The daily necessities he took out were enough to make money, and he also had enough money to buy silk and porcelain.
After moving the porcelain onto the carriage, Pei Yun asked Chang Wei and others to escort Liu Yiyi to Ruifeng County, while he stayed in the village and asked Leng Qingqiu to teach him Qinggong.
Leng Qingqiu frowned slightly, "It's a little too late for you to learn Qinggong now."
Pei Yun was a little disappointed. He really envied a master like Leng Qingqiu. He could kill all the cold-blooded Thirteen Eagles with just one sword. It was really cool.
This is exactly the same as described in martial arts novels.
It's a pity that there is no way to release internal energy in this world. At most, internal energy can be attached to weapons. There are no cool special effects like those in martial arts novels, otherwise Pei Yun would be even more yearning for it.
Leng Qingqiu saw that Pei Yun was a little disappointed, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Although you are a little late to learn Qinggong, I can teach you the inner strength. If you can cultivate inner strength, you can also become a third-rate master."
Pei Yun's eyes lit up, this is also possible, and he hurriedly said: "Then teach me quickly."
Leng Qingqiu raised a smile, "Last time I killed the bandits at Broken Blade Cliff, you promised me the chicken legs, twenty-one in total..."
Before he finished speaking, Pei Yun bought a bunch of chicken legs.
"Uh, I also want to listen to The Legend of the Condor Heroes."
"I'll tell you tonight, just as a bedtime story."
Leng Qingqiu raised his eyebrows. "Bedtime story? What do you mean, Master, do you still want to sleep with me?"
I'm not a woman like Liu Yiyi, but if you order me in the tone of a master, it seems that it is not impossible.
But only sleep, nothing else.
Seeing that Pei Yun was a little impatient, Leng Qingqiu slowly picked up a chicken leg and started to chew it.
While eating, he said, "The inner strength I practice is called Qingxin Guiyuan Jue, let me tell you the general outline first..."
Pei Yun listened with unprecedented seriousness and made up his mind to cultivate his internal strength. Even if he could be a third-rate master, it was better than being mediocre.
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Jinling.
Emperor Xiao Yugan was reading memorials from various places in the imperial study, coughing from time to time, and it was obvious that he was not feeling well.
Looking at the battle reports from the front line, his brows couldn't help but frown slightly.
The attacks of the Northern Hu have become more and more frequent in recent years. The Jing Dynasty has basically been resisting and can barely hold on. However, Xiao Yugan knows that this is not a solution and that they will lose if they defend for too long.
But he had no choice. The Northern Hu were basically cavalry, while the Jing Dynasty was mainly composed of infantry and could not launch an effective counterattack. Although it was also training cavalry, it could not compete with the Northern Hu for a while.
For example, not long ago, the prince went to Henan to supervise the army and fought a battle with the Northern Hu, during which he lost eight thousand soldiers and horses, almost all of the cavalry that had been trained over the years.
This made Xiao Yugan very angry. The prince was good at governing the country, but he was still lacking in fighting wars.
The only good news in the whole country was the news from Yizhou that the Southern Barbarians were defeated. Although the Yizhou border troops also suffered a lot of losses, it was a good thing that the Southern Barbarians were defeated. Otherwise, if the Southern Barbarians invaded again, the court would be overwhelmed to cope with it.
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