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Chapter 1140 Technology (Part 2)

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    Having said this, Pan Xiaoyan¡¯s pretty face blushed slightly: ¡°Of course, my current skills are still far behind my father¡¯s, but I won¡¯t be discouraged!¡±

    Meng Zitao smiled: "You are still young, I believe you can surpass your father."

    "Teacher Meng, don't say that!" Pan Xiaoyan waved her hand with some shame: "In fact, my talent in this area is only average, and I can only rely on hard work to make up for my shortcomings. I don't know when I will be able to reach the level of my father.  level, besides"

    Speaking of this, Pan Xiaoyan paused, maybe thinking of sad things, her eyes were a little misty.

    After a while, Pan Xiaoyan came back to her senses and said with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I remembered some things from the past."

    Meng Zitao smiled slightly, changed the subject, and asked Pan Xiaoyan, "I wonder if your father has any works left behind?"

    "some."

    "Then can I appreciate it?"

    Pan Xiaoyan said yes, and immediately took them to the warehouse of the kiln factory.

    Meng Zitao noticed that there were a lot of porcelains placed on several shelves in the warehouse. They all looked relatively ordinary, but on the shelf near the innermost, there were a few pieces of porcelain that stood out.

    Pan Xiaoyan said: "At first, my father felt that the porcelain he made attracted prying eyes, which led to the family's misfortune, so he sold and smashed most of the porcelain, leaving only these few pieces that he could not bear to sell  ¡­¡±

    At a glance, Meng Zitao couldn't help but be a little amazed. Pan Xiaoyan's father mainly studied porcelain from the Song Dynasty. The few pieces left behind were all representative works of the five famous kilns, and the imitations were extremely lifelike, especially one of them, which imitated official kiln porcelain.  It is thick and evenly moist, as fat as piles of fat, as pure as water, and as smooth as jade, truly achieving the effect of "moisturizing, storing, elegance and purity".

    Such porcelain is as good as the real thing. What is the price of a piece of official kiln porcelain in the auction market?  Money can easily reach hundreds or even tens of millions. It is no wonder that wealth is so attractive that it is spied upon by others.

    After Meng Zitao looked at several pieces of porcelain, he admired: "What a wonderful workmanship!"

    A-Xia's eyes were full of heat: "Yes, this is too realistic. If someone puts it up for auction, I believe few people will recognize that these are fakes, right?"

    Pan Xiaoyan said proudly: "Based on my father's level of porcelain making, it is not an exaggeration to call him a master." At this point, her mood dropped again: "But it is precisely because of these porcelains that he became a master."  Died early.¡±

    A Xia said: "To be honest, I think it's quite normal. If Teacher Pan can mass produce, there will be a chain of interests worth tens of billions behind it. Aren't you tempted?"

    "Ten billions?" Pan Xiaoyan was also a little stunned,

    Meng Zitao nodded and said: "Indeed, and it is a business without capital."

    "No wonder those people often threaten me." Pan Xiaoyan murmured to herself in a low voice.

    Although Pan Xiaoyan's voice was soft, Meng Zitao still heard it clearly. He frowned: "Why, those people still won't let you go?"

    Pan Xiaoyan was angry and helpless: "Those people come to me every once in a while and ask me for my father's porcelain making experience. If my uncle hadn't helped me, my kiln factory would have been forced to close down."

    "To be so rampant, you are so stupid!" A Xia cursed a few times. He felt that Meng Zitao also came here for the formula. Since he wants to have a good relationship with Meng Zitao, he must think about what others think and worry about others' needs, so  I want to help Meng Zitao build a good relationship with Pan Xiaoyan.

    Meng Zitao said: "I would like to ask a casual question, did Master Pan keep the recipe?"

    Pan Xiaoyan smiled bitterly and said: "My father didn't leave any formula at all. Otherwise, I wouldn't still be following his old path now. But those people didn't listen at all, thinking that I was lying to them, and even sent thieves to my house.  They stole all the notes that I had finally compiled, but fortunately I had the forethought to scan the information, otherwise I wouldn¡¯t know what to do!¡±

    "Didn't you call the police?" Axia asked.

    "Is it useful to call the police on this kind of thing?" Pan Xiaoyan smiled.

    A-Xia knew that she had asked a stupid question. Pan Xiaoyan had just had some information stolen. Even if the police opened a case, the hope of retrieving it was slim.

    Pan Xiaoyan said to Meng Zitao: "Teacher Meng, you came here today probably because of my father's formula, right?"

    Meng Zitao nodded naturally: "I am indeed a little moved, especially after seeing the porcelain left by your father. It's a pity that your father did not leave any information."

      Pan Xiaoyan was silent for a moment and then said: "My father did not leave any formula behind, but he left me an ancient book. I accidentally heard him say before he was alive that all his abilities came from that ancient book.  But I didn¡¯t find any experience in making porcelain. If you can solve my current trouble, I am willing to give you that ancient book."

    Meng Zitao did not comment, but asked: "Do you think I can solve your trouble?"

    "Everyone says that you are Mr. Zheng's disciple. To you, the troubles of my small kiln factory must be just a small problem." Pan Xiaoyan smiled, but there was a bit of bitterness in her smile. If there was nothing she could do,  She also didn't want to give Meng Zitao the ancient book her father left for her.

    Meng Zitao thought for a moment and said, "I want to read that ancient book first."

    Pan Xiaoyan did not hesitate: "Okay, please wait a moment"

    After a while, Pan Xiaoyan took the ancient book and handed it to Meng Zitao.

    After Meng Zitao opened it, he found that it was a manuscript in regular script. The content on it was a bit confusing and could not even be read smoothly. To be honest, this was not an ancient book at all. It might just be a joke. Of course  , or there may be secrets hidden inside.

    Meng Zitao looked through it but found nothing.  There was no special result from using the power, which made him a little confused. Did Pan Xiaoyan make a mistake, or did he not find the correct way to open it?

    "Your father never mentioned it to you before his death. How should you read this ancient book?"

    "No." Pan Xiaoyan shook her head and continued: "However, once, when I asked this question again, he wrote me the word 'Ìì', and then asked me to guess it myself, but I read the whole book  In ancient books, I didn¡¯t even read the word ¡®Ì졯, so I really don¡¯t know what it means.¡±

    "sky?"

    Meng Zitao started to think about it, but he couldn't figure it out. After a few minutes, just when he was about to give up, he thought about whether he should consider calligraphy.  But which one is the breakthrough?

    Meng Zitao was thinking about it and flipping the paper carelessly. Suddenly, he stopped and his eyes lit up: "You can't be wrong, it should be this bright word!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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