Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

Chapter 541 Special Exhibition: A New Chapter Reflecting Original Aspirations

The provincial museum's special exhibition on "Qingning Kiln Porcelain Bowls" has added an "Ancient Method Re-firing" exhibition area on the second floor of the exhibition hall due to the success of the re-firing of celadon.

On the day of the event, Gu Fanxing specially wore a light blue dress with embroidered intertwined branches on the hem, echoing the patterns on the "Qingning Kiln" celadon. She also wore a celadon pendant given to her by Pei Luonan around her neck, making her look both gentle and ethereal.

When Pei Luonan drove her and her parents to the museum, the line stretched from the gate all the way to the square, with many tourists taking pictures of the huge poster at the entrance with their mobile phones.

The poster features a high-resolution image of a Song Dynasty "Qingning Kiln" porcelain bowl on the left and a re-fired celadon bowl on the right. The glaze and patterns of the two are almost indistinguishable. Below the image is the slogan "The kiln fire is reignited after a thousand years, and the ancient craftsmanship is passed down with ingenuity."

"I didn't expect so many people to come. There are more people than when I came to the calligraphy and painting exhibition last time."

Pei's mother held Gu Fanxing's hand and said with a smile.

"This shows that everyone likes 'Qingning Kiln'. What you're doing is meaningful and can help more people understand our traditional culture."

Upon entering the museum, the exhibition hall on the first floor was already packed with people.

Gu Fanxing and the Pei family walked slowly forward and saw many tourists stopping in front of the display case of Song Dynasty "Qingning Kiln" porcelain bowls, taking notes and occasionally exclaiming, "Wow, the glaze is so beautiful!" or "So the folk kiln craftsmanship of the Song Dynasty was so amazing!"

A little girl wearing round-framed glasses looked up and asked softly.

"Mom, is this porcelain bowl really from the Song Dynasty? Why is its color so beautiful? It's even prettier than the porcelain bowl I saw at Grandpa's house last time."

Gu Fanxing stopped and smiled at the little girl.

"It dates back to the late Song Dynasty, more than 700 years ago. The beautiful color is due to the addition of feldspar from Eagle Beak Cliff and pine needle ash from winter to the glaze. The firing temperature was also controlled very well, which is why the glaze is so warm and lustrous."

The little girl's eyes lit up.

"Really? Sister, are you an archaeologist? When I grow up, I want to be like you, finding ancient treasures and protecting them."

"of course it's true."

Gu Fanxing patted the little girl's head, took out a small celadon-patterned sticker from her pocket, and handed it to her.

"As long as you maintain your love for history, you will definitely become a great archaeologist in the future, even more so than your sister."

The little girl happily took her mother's hand and said, "Mom, I want to find ancient porcelain bowls too!"

Seeing this, some tourists took out their phones and quietly captured the heartwarming scene.

Standing to the side, Pei's mother looked at Gu Fanxing's gentle demeanor with eyes full of satisfaction.

She held Pei's father's hand and whispered, "Look at Xingxing, she's so good at talking to children. She's so patient and gentle. If we have grandchildren in the future, they'll definitely be taught very well by her. Maybe she can even raise a little archaeologist."

Mr. Pei smiled and nodded, his gaze falling on the photo on the wall of the exhibition hall—a photo of Gu Fanxing excavating a kiln site in Qinglongpo. She was squatting in the excavation square, covered in mud, holding a small brush in her hand, carefully cleaning the porcelain shards, her eyes focused and serious.

"This child is always so serious about everything he does. He is meticulous in everything he does, from excavating the kiln site to recording data."

Pei's father's tone was full of pride.

“When she was excavating the kiln site, she was covered in mud, but she didn’t care at all. All she could see were porcelain shards. Nowadays, there aren’t many young people who can be so focused on doing something without being impetuous.”

The group slowly walked to the "Ancient Method Re-firing" exhibition area on the second floor. The layout here was more lively than on the first floor, and an interactive area was specially set up. In the middle of the exhibition area were re-fired celadon pieces, including bowls, plates, and bottles.

On the adjacent display board, there are step-by-step diagrams of building the kiln, making the blanks, and firing the kiln, with each step accompanied by text descriptions and on-site photos.

In a corner of the exhibition area, a small screen played videos on a loop of the dragon kiln being ignited and celadon being unloaded.

The tourists watched with great interest and occasionally discussed it among themselves.

"I didn't know firing a kiln of porcelain took so long." "The clay has to be kneaded clockwise three hundred times, that's really meticulous."

"So this is a re-fired celadon?"

A middle-aged tourist was taking pictures of the celadon porcelain in the display case with his mobile phone.

"I saw on the news yesterday that these celadon pieces were fired using techniques from the Song Dynasty, and even the glaze was prepared according to ancient methods. It's amazing! If I have the chance in the future, I want to go to Qinglongpo to see that old kiln site."

Hearing these words, Pei's mother was even happier than Gu Fanxing, and she took Pei's father's hand.

"Look, everyone likes Xingxing's celadon, which means her efforts have paid off and everyone recognizes what she has done."

If we have the chance in the future, we'll put one at home too, on the display shelf in the living room, so our guests can see the results of our work with stars.

At this moment, Professor Wang walked over, holding several newly published copies of "Archaeological Reports of Qingning Kiln".

“This is a report that you and I wrote together. I brought several copies with me. It contains detailed records of the excavation process of the kiln site, the re-firing process, the glaze formula, as well as many on-site photos and data charts. It can be considered as leaving a complete archive for the ‘Qingning Kiln’.”

Gu Fanxing took the report and opened it. Inside were survey maps of the kiln site and photos of kiln tool fragments. Each photo had a text description below it, including the location, age, and purpose of the fragment. It was made with exceptional care.

"Thank you, Professor Wang. This report is excellent; it's even more detailed than I expected."

"It's mainly thanks to you."

Professor Wang said with a smile.

"You did all the excavation records, process reconstructions, and data organization. I just helped you revise the text and adjust the layout."

"By the way, Mr. Pei, I also want to thank you. You helped us contact the publisher and even sponsored the printing costs; otherwise, this report wouldn't have been published so quickly, nor would it have had such good print quality."

Pei's father waved his hand and said with a smile, "Of course. This report is not only the result of Xingxing and your research, but also the 'archive' of 'Qingning Kiln,' and more people should see it."

Gu Fanxing listened with deep gratitude in her heart.

She knew that Pei's father not only supported her work, but was also paving the way for the long-term inheritance of "Qingning Kiln"—to let more young people understand and like "Qingning Kiln" and to let traditional culture enter the lives of more people. This has always been her wish, and now, with the help of Pei's family, this wish is gradually being realized.

"Uncle, thank you for everything you did for the report, and for even thinking about publishing a popular science book. I never imagined it would go so far."

"Silly child, why are you being so polite with us?" Pei's father patted her shoulder.

Pei's mother added with a smile.

“Yes, Xingxing, if you want to hold a traveling exhibition of Qingning Kiln, Auntie can help you contact museums in other cities so that more people in different places can see the celadon of Qingning Kiln.”

Looking into the Pei family's sincere eyes, Gu Fanxing felt a surge of warmth in her heart.

"Thank you, uncles and aunts, for your continued support. I will definitely do my best to conduct further research, tell the story of 'Qingning Kiln' to more people, make better cultural and creative products, and organize a traveling exhibition, so as not to disappoint your expectations."

Although Gu Fanxing's voice was somewhat choked up, it was full of strength.

"We believe you."

Pei Luonan walked over, held her hand tightly, and felt a familiar warmth at her fingertips.

"No matter what you want to do, I will accompany you and work with you to pass on the culture of 'Qingning Kiln'."

Gu Fanxing looked at the warm smiles of the Pei family, the tourists' love for celadon, and the celadon displayed in the showcase.

They have traversed a thousand years, emerging from the kilns of the Song Dynasty, and are now shining brightly once again.

She knew that with the support of the Pei family and the company of everyone, the story of "Qingning Kiln" would not end. Like this celadon, it would slowly pass through time, forever vibrant, bright, and warm.