Seeing Ying Xuan disagree, everyone looked at each other.

"Master Ying, you don't know this?"

It's nonsense, he needs to know how to ignore it?

Ying Xuan felt very puzzled. He looked at the workshop director with a suspicion: "I replied to the letter handed over by the factory director at that time, and I also analyzed it seriously. This matter has nothing to do with Mr. Meng, so he told him not to worry. Moreover, my master also responded accordingly. Why did he do it? Alas!"

The director was also one of the top two, and he said in a more tangled way: "Just, Mr. Meng, you know, he has a stubborn temper. We... cough, I can't tell him..."

That's true...

Ying Xuan thought about it and suddenly understood why his master asked him to handle the reply.

"Let me do this, I'll solve my doubts for you first. I'll go to the factory manager to talk about Mr. Meng's affairs later." Ying Xuan made a quick decision and did not bother about this matter for too long.

Seeing that he was about to take over, the masters who had been silently paying attention to this matter finally felt relieved.

A master was so excited that his lips trembled slightly, but in the end he said nothing, and quickly lowered his head as if he was concealing: "Then, can Master Ying give me some advice, the new cloisonne I made..."

Ying Xuan nodded and naturally took the cloisonne he handed over.

The bottle with a slightly deeper and shiny color seems a little restrained because the color is three points lighter than usual cloisonné.

It looks pretty, but I always feel like something is missing.

Seeing that he was very serious, the master was a little embarrassed and rubbed his hands and smiled, "To be honest, I did the blue-shot process according to Master Lu's method. Of course, I didn't use his glaze. I just thought, if the glaze is thinner, will the color be more natural, but..."

The biggest difference between the glaze shoveled out with a small spatula and the glaze color painted with a pen is its thickness.

Since the master is pursuing thinness, he naturally would not brush it layer by layer, covering the copper tire and then stopping his hand.

However, the consequence of doing so is that the glaze cannot control the appropriate thickness.

Lu Zian is very skilled and brave, but they only observed it once and tried it on their own. It is actually very risky to do so.

Ying Xuan repeated and looked carefully, and probably understood what the problem was.

His fingertips gently rubbed the bottle body that was polished very smoothly, pointing to a dark pattern and said, "Look, here, here, and here, the colors are too dark. Usually, the glaze we put on with a small spatula has a thicker glaze surface. After polishing, the thickness is even, so it looks very exquisite, but the glaze applied with a brush is thinner. If it is fired and polished, it will be thinner and a little transparent."

Following his fingers, everyone nodded thoughtfully.

Indeed, the places that should have been brightened are not particularly thick because they are glaze dipped with a brush, and this light color is not a little thicker and cannot cover the copper color below.

The worst thing is that if it is glaze powder, it may be thicker after being fired successfully, but the glaze stained with water will become lighter in color.

This degree is extremely difficult to master. The master is used to the old method. If he changes the method rashly, the color will naturally be wrong.

The blue area may be more beautiful, but the white and light blue slightly reveal the color of the bottom tire, making it look a little dirty.

The master looked solemn, stared at him carefully for a long time, nodding in agreement: "Indeed..."

Seeing that they all discovered this problem, Ying Xuan relaxed a little. After the master's consent, he picked up the pen and marked them in these places, and then painted the bottle again.

I don’t deliberately care about the thickness of the glaze, but only focus on whether the color gradient is natural.

Paint one layer after another, and burn it again and again.

The color gradually became magnificent, but because Yingxuan's color matching is darker and lighter, then darker and lighter, after firing, the overall color is a little uneven, and the color seems more transparent than the original one.

Especially this flower, the bottom of the flower has not changed, but why does this flower branch have a more delicate and charming feeling?

There was a primary school apprentice who was more interesting. He gently stroked the bottle and showed off his own knowledge. He murmured softly: "The weak body trembles..."

Some people who understand this poem look embarrassed, while those who don’t understand look respectful.

Ying Xuan felt a little embarrassed when he heard it. Although he had such a sense of artistic conception, this poem was still a little inappropriate. After all, the whole poem was...

The weak body and the flowers tremble, the delicate face and the sweat melt. The bamboo shoots are soft and the jade is soft, the lotus is plump. The tongue is laughing and spitting out the lilac, and the willows are gently shaking. Before they are fulfilled, they are willing to let go of this love.

...

No, the more you think about it, the more you become, the more you become, the more you become, Ying Xuan quickly turned everyone's attention to the thickness of the glaze: "Let's see..."

"How did this be done?" The masters immediately became interested.

I thought the thinner the better, but I thought that it was so thick that I could draw this color?

Ying Xuan smiled honestly and was frank: "This actually uses the principle of contrast of colors..."

When talking about the areas you are familiar with, Ying Xuan talked freely.

From the combination of glaze to the geometry of water addition, the depth of color, it is told in a casual manner.

Even Lu Zian's glaze color last time, he took it carefully and analyzed it, but there was no trace of concealment.

The more everyone listened, the more serious the expression became.

They are all people who have been immersed in the cloisonne industry for several years, and some even spent most of their lives in this factory, and are very sensitive to colors, everyone.

Therefore, we can also know how impactful the contents of Ying Xuan said have.

Ying Xuan talked about the rise and even personally demonstrated how to polish it to the right position.

Once, twice.

The glaze was re-sanded and smooth, because it was stained with water and there was not even a trace of impurities.

No trace of the bottom tire was exposed, and even the white was very pure.

Among the transitional colors, the white with a light blue is the most eye-catching.

Because this is what makes them most excited and interested in among the lily branches of Lu Zi'anna!

They adjusted it many times, but they could not make this just right moon white!

Someone finally couldn't help but yell: "Ying, Master Ying, is this really okay? It's so important..."

Ying Xuan looked at him with a smile, wanting to laugh, but couldn't help but sigh slightly.

For some reason, the way this person always reminds him of his former self.

That kind of look like a timid self with a strong yearning but enduring expectations but rejection is like the timid self.

He straightened his spine, gently and calmly said: "My master once made a work that gave me great life inspiration. He said that a thousand-year-old dark room will be bright with just one light."

Everyone was confused and thought about which work was mentioned by Master Lu.

"Okay, it seems to be "Soul Lamp"?" Someone's eyes burst into surprise.

It was originally an entry, and it was made at the Amherst banquet at that time. It was not as famous as other works. Unexpectedly, someone knew and remembered it!

Ying Xuan was very happy and couldn't help but nodded at the man, and said with a smile: "Look, compared to Master, what I do is nothing. He is a lamp burner, and I am just a lamp holder."

This statement is obviously too modest.

With Ying Xuan's current status and reputation, he is also considered a lamp-burning man on a certain level.

The masters were quite moved, both grateful and sighed.

With Lu Zi'an in front and Ying Xuan in back, the restoration of Chinese traditional culture is just around the corner!

For the whole day, Ying Xuan had been teaching in Taixiao Factory, and even the meal was eaten in the canteen.

Until it was almost dark, the old factory manager hurried over, followed by two dusty men, unable to hide their tiredness on their faces, but when they saw Ying Xuan, their eyes lit up at the same time.

Ying Xuan politely put down the bowls and chopsticks, stood up and greeted the old factory manager.

The old factory director had a clear hand with him, and without having time to say anything else, he hurriedly turned to introduce him to him: "This is Mr. Xie, the leader of the People's Education Society, and this is the leader of the national...the research team, Cai."

Ying Xuan was a little confused when he heard that he was so big.

Is something happening again? Why didn't he hear any noise?

What research group? Could it be that Master’s set of books has been added to the textbook and something went wrong?

Mr. Xie warmly came up to him and shook hands with him, and said with a smile: "Actually, the title of Team Leader Cai is relatively long. Let me state it in detail: This is Team Leader Cai of the national "Scientific Restoration of Zhang Heng Seismometers" research group."

Ying Xuan tried his best to keep the smile on his face and shook hands with him, but he was still puzzled: "Ground, seismometer?"

"Yes, Master Ying." Team Leader Cai looked very serious. He reached out with his right hand and shook it with him. He did not examine the chaos on the table. His eyes emitted a hot light: "Please sit down, I will never finish this matter for a while. You eat first. It doesn't matter, we can wait!"

"..." Who can still eat so many eyes staring at me?

Ying Xuan hurriedly said, "I have finished eating, so let's go now!"

To avoid affecting other people's dining.

As soon as the group walked outside the restaurant, the factory manager had already greeted him and enthusiastically brought them to the factory manager's office.

With hot tea, it is more convenient to talk about things.

Team Leader Cai took out a stack of information from his briefcase and said bitterly: "To be honest, Master Ying, I am here this time to ask you for help."
Chapter completed!