Chapter 616

As we all know, the colors of the Tang Dynasty were already very bright, and the Ming style was quite open, so the creativity in art was also strong.

There is no reason why it would be such a gray vase.

"No, I'll try again."

Liu Liang still didn't believe it. One day, she looked out of sight. This time, she doubled the fairy sunflower grass in the water supply, which was about to become a paste.

She began to wipe the vase with these, but it was gray again. It was still gray again. She didn't believe in evil. She wiped it here from morning to noon. All her fingers peeled off, but the vase was still gray in the end.

"No hurry, no hurry."

Liu Liang closed her eyes and took a deep breath several times in a row. This is the big vase she placed high hopes on. It is also the most proud thing she bought from FengChuan.

Like Gu Kaizhi's painting, she bought a rare treasure at the lowest price. Even if she donated it, it was her pride.

But this time, is it difficult for her to kick the iron plate?

Well, No.

Liu Liang still doesn't give up. Anyway, it's 15 the day after tomorrow. She goes to ask the master. The master will have a good idea.

She put away the vase. Although she comforted herself in this way, it was inevitable that she was still very uncomfortable.

It was not until she received a phone call from Zeng Xuxu, saying that she was going to take her out for a good meal, that she came to the spirit all of a sudden. No matter what it took or not, it was not time for a good meal and it was not important to have a good meal.

After she had a nice meal and bought a lot of things, the vase was swept away because of its unhappiness.

Sure enough, nothing in the world is more pleasant than cooking, and there is no feeling of healing. Moreover, experts don't say that women who love shopping usually have high IQ.

Her IQ is used to do business, so I don't want to do the vase.

She temporarily threw the vase aside. It was the same every day. The hospital and here. When she was free, she tripped with two big bellied women and gave their children some aura. The time passed very quickly.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the 15th day.

Liu Liang bought a lot of good things. All of them were brought to Qing Yue. Qing Yue nodded her head. Obviously, she was very satisfied with the things Liu Liang brought this time. In particular, she also brought a pile of videotapes. There were countless movies and TV in them. By the way, he loved to see what kind of space it was. Although the times were different, But the things expressed are interlinked.

By the way, what he likes most is that Mammy, a real woman.

"Master, I want to ask you for help."

Liu Liang took out the vase. Although she forgot about the vase these days, it's all temporary. If the vase is not solved one day, she will be unhappy one day.

It's not. She has no choice but to ask Qingyue for help. She also bought a lot of things and spent all her salary. Is it easy for her?

Fortunately, she has a husband. Otherwise, 80% of her pockets are cleaner than her face.

Qingyue glanced at the lump of mud, then looked at Liu Liang with the eyes of an idiot, and turned it with white eyes for a long time.

"What are you doing with a piece of mud?"

"It's not mud?"

Liu Liang absolutely does not admit that this is not a piece of mud or a vase. This is her vision and her wisdom.

"Not mud, what is it?"

Qing Yue stroked her sleeves. He said it was mud. It was so gray and ugly. What was it?

"Master, this is an antique vase I bought."

Liu Liang flattened his mouth, "it cost a lot of money."

"Vase?"

Qingyue smiled coldly, "it looks a bit like a vase, but your eyes are really bad."

"Maybe it's covered with dust behind the gray yo yo."

Liu Liang still believes that her vision is not bad. This is a dusty pearl, just like Gu Kaizhi's painting. Under such an ordinary or even ugly appearance, there must be a perfect and amazing connotation.

But why does she feel a little bad?

"There is mud before, after, left and right."

Qing Yue doesn't even want to look at the vase. Thanks to his eyes, he likes bright things, especially glass. Now he eats with glass bowls. He really doesn't have any interest in burning mud.

"Master, do you want to stop looking?"

Liu Liang didn't believe it. She held the vase tightly, just like holding the weak and innocent herself.

"Is there something wrong?"

"You will be wrong, but will you be a teacher?"

Qingyue gave her a big white eye. Is he a person without eyes like Liu Liang.

"But I clearly feel a deep sense of massiness."

This feeling is so strong that it can't be wrong. She bought a lot of good things with her own feeling, maybe it can also be said to be intuition. That's how Gu Kaizhi bought the painting. Although she donated it now and doesn't belong to her, she still feels very proud.

"At that time, only an embryo shape was burned, and it hasn't come yet."

Qing Yue shook her sleeve. "I'm out. Remember to bring me some glass bowls next time. I'll give them away."

Liu Liang "..."

Who did she get into this hole.

"Remember what I said."

Qingyue again asked, "don't forget."

Liu Liang wrote it down, but she still knows her master who slams the door. If she has any good things, it's impossible to give them to others. What he likes to do most is to pile up those good things.

Make others jealous, slander and die. You can't touch it for others.

When Qingyue left, Liu Liang touched her vase for a long time and felt that her heart and liver were in pain.

You say you look so ugly, but you can only be psychologically beautiful.

As a result, you are ugly from head to toe. From ancient ugliness to today, you say, how did you survive?

Liu Liang really wants to cry with the vase and mourn the money she spent. Of course, she can't accept it. This ugly thing must be really mud.

Or ugly and ugly mud.

Forget it, she put the vase away, and then the mud, it is also the mud of the Song Dynasty or the Tang Dynasty. Even if it is not ugly, worthless, it is also an antique.

Although it is said that the antique is ugly and has no characteristics, when she goes back, she will donate the ugly vase. I don't know whether people want it or not?

Maybe we can study the firing process of these ancient vases. This is just not colored, but the real one is made of ancient mud and ancient people's wisdom.