Chen Daqi couldn't understand, and he didn't know why Bai Ye had lost his wisdom and was doing nothing.

Sculpture, painting, architecture, a hammer and a stick are enough to make people complain. What kind of purple clay teapot is going to be made now? Is this going to heaven?

Chen Daqi immediately stood up and shook his hands and said, "You are sick, I won't accompany you crazy. I'm back. When I have time, I should think more about how to improve the sculpture skills, rather than relying on my talent and squandering it too much."

He felt that his time and energy were limited, so he could not make trouble with Bai Ye. The genius went astray, but he was still a genius when he changed it. But if he went astray, he would be ruined and could not be saved at all.

That's why Chen Daqi is so determined.

But at this moment, Bai Ye suddenly shouted: "Chen Daqi, don't you want to become famous in the world in one fell swoop, so that everyone knows that you are admired by the world?"

In an instant, Chen Daqi's pace stopped. Although he told himself in his intelligence that Bai Ye must have wanted to fool him again. But his legs seemed to be pressing a shot put, and he was a little unable to move.

He was a little confused and undecided.

Bai Ye smiled, pulled him back, poured him a cup of tea again, and then asked, "Uncle Fugui, why did he use it for seven or eight years but didn't change it?"

"It's not broken, why should I change it?" Gong Fugui was confused and stunned again.

Bai Ye was helpless, this was not the answer he wanted.

There was no choice but to guide him: "Uncle, what do you think of this teapot after you have used it for so many years? It is easy to use. Is there anything special? For example... overnight tea will not be bad or tasteless."

"ah."

When Gong Fugui heard this, he was extremely surprised: "How did you know?"

He clapped his legs and said, "I didn't care if you didn't say it, it seemed like this is true. And..."

While speaking, he suddenly picked up the pot and poured out half of the pot of tea and tea leaves. Then he poured boiling water into the empty pot again.

After waiting for a while, he took the cup again, poured out the boiling water from the empty pot, and said with a smile: "You taste this water and see what it tastes."

What does boiled water taste like? Chen Daqi was inexplicably aware of it, but when he saw the white leaves, he also accompanied him.

For a moment, he was stunned and said in surprise: "This..."

He felt something was wrong, afraid it was an illusion, and he couldn't help but take another sip, two sips, three sips...

A glass of water saw the bottom of the bottom, and he was a little unbelievable: "Why does it feel like this is not boiled water, but... tea!"

"yes."

Gong Fugui smiled, "This is a special place. Anyway, sometimes I am too lazy to put tea leaves, so I just pour water into the pot and drink it later, and I can actually taste the tea."

“…real or false.”

Chen Daqi was half-believing and half-doubted, and even picked up the teapot, uncovered the lid, looked up and down, left and right, and groped.

He suspected that this was a Yin-Yang pot with a switch.

But after studying for a while, he didn't notice any abnormality and was sure that this was a very ordinary teapot.

"Stop thinking about it."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "Tell you the truth, this is the characteristic of the purple clay teapot. This kind of clay is quite special, with dense pores inside. When tea is brewed, tea will slowly seep into the clay. After the accumulation of time, as long as you soak the pot in purified water, the tea fragrance will also come out."

"ah?"

Chen Daqi was surprised and suspicious: "It's true or false, don't lie to me."

"Why is the pot here? "

Bai Ye said seriously: "Not only that, this is a ceramic pot. If you play with it for a long time, a layer of bright patina will form on the surface, emitting a pearl-like luster, which is very pleasing to the eye!"

"pity……"

Bai Ye said regretfully: "Uncle doesn't have the habit of keeping pots, otherwise if he rinses and plays with them for seven or eight years, the pot will definitely shine brightly and emit a gem luster."

"Brother Bai, this..."

Gong Fugui couldn't believe it: "Really?"

"What are you lying to?"

Bai Ye said calmly: "Otherwise, I'm full and I'm full, so what kind of workshop should I build? With this leisure time, I might as well draw a few more works to make money than this."

"It's really hard to say... Maybe you're just idle." Chen Daqi murmured in a low voice.

In addition, he was a little confused: "By the way, no one has discovered so many benefits of this kind of pot?"

To be honest, when he heard that the purple clay teapot had so many advantages, he wanted to buy two teapots back. Logically speaking, the factory should not worry about sales, so why did it go bankrupt?

In this regard, Bai Ye also explained: "The country is too big and there are too many good things. Do you believe it or not? Any township and mountain village in China can more or less find some good things as long as you dig deeper. The problem is that no one advertises and cannot promote them, and good things can only be passed on by word of mouth among a limited number of people."

"The so-called reputation also requires the public to know that there is such a thing before it can accumulate it."

Bai Ye smiled and said, "So even if someone knows the benefits of this purple clay teapot, how to promote it is still a problem."

Too……

Chen Daqi admitted that this made sense.

"So let's do it together." Bai Ye took the opportunity to say: "Build a workshop to carry forward the purple clay teapot, and let the villagers get rid of poverty and become rich."

"...Brother Bai." Gong Fugui was very moved.

He immediately stated: "If you need us, just talk. I know there are several people in the village who have worked in factories. They have experience and will definitely help you."

"Uh-huh."

Bai Ye nodded repeatedly, which was also one of his goals.

A workshop is from scratch, and it is definitely not possible to deal with it with him and Chen Daqi alone. It is undoubtedly the best choice to bring Gong Fugui and the people of Gong Village.

However, his ambition failed to impress Chen Daqi.

In other words, Chen Daqi's passion was indeed boiling, but he calmed down again.

He hesitated for a while, then shook his head and said, "Bai Ye, I admit... this purple clay teapot may have a fortune if it is done. But... don't forget that you are an artist."

"Those who engage in art still need to pursue some of their pursuits and cannot completely get involved in money."

Chen Daqi advised: "You have talent, opportunities, and you become even more famous. As long as you work hard, you will have a place in the history of art. At that time, if you succeed and become famous, are you still afraid of losing money?"

"You should know that in peacetime, it is the best time for artists. Fame and fortune are proportional. The more famous you are, the less money you are. You focus more on creating, whether it is filming works, holding art exhibitions, or holding lectures."

"This money can be made clearly, noble and elegant, and not stinking with money."

Chen Daqi was heartbroken and said sincerely: "You must know that in our industry, it is understandable that artists participate in various commercial activities. But if you go into business yourself, it will definitely cause criticism."

"Ha ha……"
Chapter completed!