[The Girls' School Teacher] (Episode 30, Chapter 4)

Chapter Four: The Only Hope

"Sister, it's me!" A childish little boy's voice called from outside the door. "Open the door quickly."

Asahi breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door, only to see a twelve or

thirteen-year-old boy standing beside a couple in their thirties.

The couple were handsome and had a scholarly air, but at this moment, they, like the boy, had

expressions of fear on their faces.

"Fifth Uncle, Fifth Aunt,"

Asahi welcomed them in, then closed the door and scolded the boy, "Ryuji, didn't I tell you

not to tell Fifth Uncle and Fifth Aunt? How many more people do you want to worry about you?"

I chuckled to myself. This girl was even trying to stop the boy from telling his parents; she really

was a shrew , like a chivalrous heroine!

Ryuji's eyes were red, and he cried even more when his sister scolded him: "Waaah... Sister, I can't take it anymore, I'm

doomed this time... Waaah..."

A child is still a child; his first reaction to difficulties is to cry, so no matter how Asahi asked him,

he choked and couldn't speak.

It was the young couple beside them who came to their son's rescue. Uncle Wu said sadly, "Asashiri, thank you for taking such

good care of Ryuji, but things have changed. He was so scared that he told us." "

What changed?" Asashiri was taken aback. "It's been less than two hours since he called me!"

Uncle Wu said with a worried expression, "It's true that not much time has passed, but it happened half an hour ago.

Just now, when we were having tea with Uncle, he received a call from an old friend. That friend is going back to

Japan . He's also a porcelain enthusiast, and apparently he acquired some fine porcelain in America. Uncle said at the time

that no matter what kind of porcelain it was, it definitely couldn't compare to his own blue-and-white dragon-patterned plum vase… The two agreed to meet

the day after tomorrow to compare and see whose porcelain is better."

"Uh..." The lively and charming young girl broke out in a cold sweat. "Does that mean I have to

rest get the blue and white dragon-patterned plum vase?"

She paused, then her expression changed again: "Oh no! Grandpa won't wait until tomorrow. He'll definitely

come to see his treasure soon... I'm doomed, I'm doomed..."

Ling Xin's expression also changed. If it was until tomorrow, it would be fine, at least there would be a chance to make amends. But if it was

half an hour or an hour... even a god couldn't help it.

"It's not that urgent," Uncle Wu said softly. "I just got a call. The company has a research

result, and Uncle has already left for Osaka. He won't be home until tomorrow night."

"Ah..." Lingxin breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. There's still time to make up for it..."

"Asashiri, you're thinking too simply." Uncle Wu's face remained expressionless. He said

worriedly , "You've never handled porcelain before, so you have no idea how complicated and difficult the process of repairing porcelain is, especially

such precious blue and white porcelain. It's definitely not something an ordinary person can do."

"I know it's difficult," Asashiri nodded. "That's why I asked Junxiong to come and help."

As she spoke, she introduced me: "Junxiong, this is my fifth uncle, Hojo Yukun; my fifth aunt, Hojo Ryoko...

Uncle and Aunt, he is my teacher at Sakura Academy, and also the Harvard genius Mr. Yu

Junxiong ."

"Mr. Liu, hello!"

Hojo Yukun said directly, "I'm sorry, my thoughts are quite jumbled right now.

Let's have a good chat after this is resolved. I have absolute respect for your cauliflower!"

"Mr. Hojo, you're too kind."

I smiled faintly, "I wonder how you plan to handle this mishap?"

Hojo Yukun said, "I don't have much business experience, but I do know some extraordinary people in the city.

Many of them are skilled craftsmen. I plan to ask them if they have any solutions."

I didn't feel slighted at all and nodded, saying, "Don't delay, Mr. Hojo, please contact them as soon as possible."

Hojo Yukun wasn't in business, but that didn't mean he lacked the ability to judge people. He could tell that I wasn't

being narrow-minded by talking about prosperity, but was genuinely offering advice.

This made him blush slightly, thinking that his magnanimity was inferior to Mr. Liu's.

Despite his thoughts, Hojo Yukun didn't stop there; he took out his phone and dialed.

He had just received the news from his crying son and hadn't even had time to contact his friends, so he immediately made a phone call

(***). These weren't strangers here; his niece had gone to great lengths to cover for his son, how could he hide

it from her? (***)

"What, blue and white porcelain? Xiong Kun, you overestimate me! I don't have that kind of ability!"

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to agree, Xiong Kun, but if I agree, I'll be harming you. My skill level is only good enough for folk kilns

(***). I'm happy for ages if I can repair a small piece from one of the five great official kilns… Blue and white porcelain? Have mercy

on me! I'm terrified!"

"Oh, it really is blue and white porcelain. Let me see it… What? Repair it tomorrow? Xiong Kun,

are you forcing me to work my ass off? Even if I work my ass off, it's not okay!"

"I do have some knowledge of blue and white porcelain, but what's the extent of your damage... uh? About

a quarter , the rest are all fragments of varying sizes? Xiong Kun, I have to hang up now, I can't help you with this,

you're asking me to embarrass myself..."

"My god, it's almost like the blue and white dragon-patterned Yuhuchun vase in the Oriental Ceramics Museum? Xiong Kun, don't be ridiculous,

even several national masters wouldn't dare say they could repair it without a problem, and you want so little time... What, I'll help you contact

them? Let me tell you, these old men are all very proud, if you take a piece of blue and white

porcelain that they're not confident they can repair, they absolutely won't accept it; who would risk making a mistake to repair it?"

"A few national masters in Jingdezhen, China, might have some solutions, you can try there, do

n't bother trying other methods, that's a waste of time..."

Hojo Xiong Kun knew quite a few skilled craftsmen in the porcelain industry, he made more than a dozen phone calls; he was also

quite amusing , he just put his phone on the table, so we could hear his conversations with others.

Without a doubt, everyone except me looked grim.

Asagi thought she had a proper understanding of the difficulty of repairing blue and white porcelain, but she hadn't expected it to be this

difficult .

Seeing everyone silent, the elegant and pure-looking young girl suggested, "Why don't we send it to Jingdezhen right

away?"

Shaking his head, Hojo Yukun said, "No, even if we could get to Jingdezhen tonight, given

the extent of the damage to the blue-and-white dragon-patterned plum vase, even if they were willing to sell it, it would take at least three to five days. Besides…

sigh!"

I finished Hojo Yukun's sentence for him: "Moreover, this blue-

and-white porcelain is from the Yuan Dynasty. At that time, the best cobalt blue pigment came from abroad, called Sumali blue. This pigment is different from that of the Song, Ming, and Qing Dynasties, and it

had already been exhausted. Yet, it is one of the main materials for repairing cracks in blue-and-white porcelain. Without good

Sumali blue, no one can repair blue-and-white porcelain. That's why Yuan blue-and-white porcelain is so expensive

."

Hojo Yukun looked at me with surprise, inwardly astonished.

Only those deeply knowledgeable about Yuan blue-and-white porcelain could understand the significance of Sumali blue! Could this

Mr. Liu really have the ability to repair it...? No, no, that's definitely not possible. Mr. Liu may be a genius, but he can't be a genius

at everything , can he? He's probably just very knowledgeable.

"Modern chemical principles are so diverse, can't they be imitated?"

The lively and charming girl thought, "Times are progressing. Are we now inferior to the ancients?"

I smiled and gestured for Asagi to come to my side.

The lively girl obeyed, and as she got very close to me, a faint fragrance wafted

into my nostrils, instantly invigorating me.

I found a large piece of blue-and-white porcelain on the ground and handed it to the girl.

"Take a look and see if there's anything special about it."

Asagi examined the piece from all angles, and Ayaka joined in the conversation. The two girls whispered among themselves

before said, "This fragment of blue and white porcelain with dragon scales is incredibly fine and clear. Each scale has a

rich, deep color; it's beautiful."

"Not bad. To be able to see this much with the naked eye, you have excellent taste." I chuckled calmly, then

handed them a magnifying glass I'd taken from the shelf. "Take another look and see if there's anything different from before."

The two beauties, unaware of what was going on, picked up the magnifying glass, placed it on top of the blue and white porcelain, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow...no way! How...how can the dragon scale armor seem to come alive...Oh my god, it's so amazing

!"

"Asashiri, look, look! This dragon scale armor seems to be floating! It's a masterpiece! It's absolutely a rare

masterpiece!"

Even a composed girl like Ayaka was acting like a child, huddled with Asashiri, her eyes wide open. "

How did they make it? These craftsmen are amazing! Ingenious! Ingenious..."

The two girls' exclamations not only made Hojo Ryoko and Ryuji's faces even uglier, but also gave Hojo Yukun

a boost of confidence in me, because he felt that at least my understanding of blue and white porcelain was no worse than his.

"Ahem..." I coughed lightly twice, quietly pointing to the mother and son opposite us. Asashiri and Ayakari finally

snapped out of their surprise and excitement and quickly straightened their faces.

"I'm sorry, Auntie, Ryuji, we just really saw the wonder of blue and white porcelain and forgot to

restrain ourselves ..." Asashiri apologized apologetically.

Ryoko Hojo smiled. "It's alright...

I should have known that Uncle likes things that aren't ordinary."

She paused, then looked at her husband. "Yukun, is there really... really no way?"

"There really is no way,"

Yukun Hojo said somberly. "

Besides is extremely difficult to find, even more so than the cobalt blue itself, not to mention

how badly it's broken now. To restore it to its original state, a miracle would be necessary. We can only confess to

Uncle as soon as possible; perhaps that will lead to a better outcome."

"Waaah... Dad, Mom, please don't go... Let me go..." Ryuji

burst into tears immediately. "Grandpa loves me. At most, he'll scold or beat me. If you help, things

will definitely get worse..."

"Silly child!"

The Hojo couple were pleased with his filial piety, but at the same time, Hojo Ryoko picked up her son and said, "You

little fool, do you think your great-grandfather will only scold you? You are your father and mother's child. If you make a mistake,

we will be punished too!"

As she spoke, Hojo Ryoko's expression was indescribably sorrowful.

I frowned. Even if he broke an elder's beloved possession, shouldn't he have this expression?

Was Asagi's grandfather really so terrible and cold-hearted that he would severely punish his own

family for something broken?

Just as I was wondering, Asagi gently tugged at my and Ayaka's clothes and whispered, "Fifth Uncle, Fifth Aunt is ostracized in

the family . The other uncles and their descendants have always treated you badly, especially

coveting what belongs to them. This wealth was originally secured for them by Grandpa, but they don't

contribute much, just waiting for their share, which makes people very jealous... If Grandpa doesn't protect them at this year's annual meeting,

this property will definitely be snatched away, and their lives, as well as Ryuji's, will be very difficult from then on."

I then understood that Hojo Ryoko and Hojo Yuukon's somber mood stemmed from their regret for their son.

They lacked the ability to speak about the family property, but because of their close blood ties,

they still had good conditions... By Ryuji's generation, the bloodline was even thinner, and they would leave

nothing to their son, inevitably causing them some guilt and sadness as parents.

"How about I tell Grandpa I broke it?"

After thinking for a moment, Asahi decisively said, "Yes, I've decided, that's what I'll do. My grandpa only has me as his

granddaughter , surely he won't hit me? At most, he'll scold me a few times and put me in solitary confinement for a few days!"

"No, no! Absolutely not!" At the same time as Hojo Ryoko's eyes lit up, Hojo Yuukon resolutely

refused , "Silly girl, do you think your fifth uncle doesn't know? Although you are the eldest grandson, the third brother, Noge, is a

boy. They've long wanted to take over the family's power after your father. If you do this, aren't you just handing over the Hojo

family 's wealth to someone else?"

"Hehe, don't exaggerate like that." Asahi's expression remained unchanged, "Aren't they part of the Hojo family?"

"People? Besides, no one can take away the shares and money we've already acquired... Running a family business is hard

work, let whoever wants it take it, I don't want to work that hard."

"Nonsense!" Hojo Yukun was moved but even less likely to let her help. He picked up the phone, "I'll talk to Uncle

right now . Asahi, thank you! But you have to respect Uncle's decision! Uncle may not be capable,

but he's still a man, and I know how to take responsibility!" After

he said that, Asahi really couldn't say anything more. Because if she offered to help take the blame again, it would undoubtedly put Hojo Yukun

on the moral judgment stand, and even if he managed to keep his property, he would suffer for the rest of his life.

"Alright, I'll take good care of Uncle, Aunt, and Ryuji in the future!"

The lively and pretty girl made a decision in her heart.

"Please wait a moment!"

Seeing Hojo Yukun pick up the phone, I spoke up: "Anyway, there's no other way, so let me try

!"

As soon as I said that, everyone in the room looked at me with surprise and delight.

"Junxiong, you're kidding... Will it even work?" Asagi's voice trembled, a mix of joy, anticipation

, and worry.

"I'm not entirely sure, but I want to give it a try," I said earnestly.

"You don't need to be too disappointed. After all, hope is better than no hope at all," I said gently. "

Even if I fail, Mr. Hojo and you will be the ones to apologize in the end, so the result won't be worse than it is now. But if

I succeed by chance, wouldn't that be an unexpected surprise?"

"Yes, that's true!"

The elegant and pure-looking girl chimed in. "Uncle, Aunt, I think Toshio is right. Even if he

fails , the worst that can happen is that the blue and white porcelain will be a little more damaged, but is that any different from now? It's all the same. So

let Toshio repair it first, at least there's some hope."

"At least there's some hope."

The Hojo couple kept repeating this phrase. After a long while, Hojo Yukun's expression suddenly turned serious. "Ah,

okay, Mr. Yanagi, please! I'll go and collect the materials for you right away!"

"No need." I stopped Hojo Yukun again. "Let me figure out all of these. I just

need to take all these fragments with me."

"Okay, we'll take them." Asahi could decide this. "Anyway, I'm free these next couple of days,

so I'll help you repair them and lend a hand."

She was still worried and curious about how I repaired the blue and white porcelain, wanting to watch.

I didn't refuse, because I did need her help.

After Ryuji confirmed that all the fragments were together, I arranged them according to their shapes, placing them

in two boxes, wrapping the inside with rice to prevent them from colliding, and had Asahi and Ayaka carry them outside.

"Mr. Yanagi, regardless of whether we succeed or not, Hojo will be extremely grateful." Before we left, Hojo Yuukon

and his wife and son bowed deeply in thanks: "We will remember your kindness!"

These words, clearly meant to save face for Asahi, made the lively and charming girl smile broadly. For the first time, she felt that

this teacher, who often opposed her, could be quite adorable sometimes...

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