Ever since she took on a teacher, not only did she frequently have the audacity to freeload meals and drinks, but she even managed to break their bowls.
She truly felt somewhat embarrassed.
Initially, Old Madam Yu didn’t mind, thinking it was just an ordinary bowl, but when her gaze fell on a few blue finished products, she suddenly couldn’t look away.
"This... is this your work?"
This elderly lady was no ignorant netizen. In her childhood, during That Era, only those who were well-off could afford education, and naturally, they had a deeper understanding of things like porcelain than most.
Just one glance was enough for her to spot the bowl’s extraordinary qualities.
"Yes, it’s my work. Do you think it looks okay?"
"... How could it not?"
It was more than okay!
Such exquisite items, some of which were also on the shelves in the study room, though whether for collecting or admiring, their value was extremely high.
Compared with what was in front of her, except for being a bit older, it seemed somewhat... plain?
Old Madam Yu was suddenly shocked by this thought.
That wouldn’t do, she had always respected history.
"Let me have a closer look. This design seems somewhat different from the usual?"
"It’s different. I’ve increased the capacity at the belly of the bowl, which makes it more convenient to use. Look here..."
Tang Shu showed her the modifications one by one, and the elder found them increasingly familiar.
This design... why did it look like the body of a vase from one of the last unearthed artifacts?
"Where did you get this idea from?"
"I figured it out on my own."
During her time in Damo, Tang Shu, wanting to fit more things, approached making ceramics with practicality in mind, naturally forming her own set of craftsmanship.
"That’s a smart idea. I didn’t expect someone your age to understand such craftsmanship."
Old Madam Yu sighed again, a phrase that had become much more frequent ever since she met Tang Shu.
"What about the ink painting on the vase’s body?"
"I painted it as well. I took the liberty of doing so; I hope you don’t mind, Master?"
"The style is quite rare, and the Artistic Conception is very beautiful. You must have studied traditional Chinese painting for quite some time, haven’t you?"
Old Madam Yu expressed her amazement once more, never imagining that she had stumbled upon a treasure.
No, wait, initially it was her husband’s treasure, wasn’t it?
That didn’t matter now, for it was now hers anyway.
Seeing that she looked very pleased, Tang Shu breathed a sigh of relief, "I studied under a master craftsman for a while. As long as you like it, it can be used for serving soup in the future."
The person opposite suddenly took offense.
"Serve soup? Using such fine objects to hold food is simply a waste of good materials. They have much better uses!"
Tang Shu had a vaguely bad feeling.
"Like those empty shelves over there."
Sure enough, the next second, the old lady pointed to the redwood shelves in front of them, displaying antiques.
So, these bowls were mostly not for use, then?
Thinking about the few bowls left in the cupboard, it seemed she needed to make a few more of other types.
"Have you heard? Professor Yu is starting a new research topic!"
"Is it the one posted on the official website? The one about further research into the medicinal properties of Snow Soul Grass?"
"Yes, yes, yes, Professor Yu hasn’t started a new topic for two years now, right? And now it’s going to be conducted in Medical University’s laboratory—this is really great news!!!"
"That’s really wonderful. I saw that it’s calling for five assistants!"