Chapter 558: Potter's housework

　　 Saturday, March 14th, afternoon, Nishitama, potter Kikuemon, the living room.
　　 After Ms. Tsuchiya left, Ran asked Yamazaki, "Have you studied here?"
　　 "Yes, after some time, I learned some simple clay recipes, and the basic methods of sculpting and burning pottery," Yamazaki laughed. "If you just want to play pottery, I can teach you."
　　 "That's it," Lan thought for a while and said, "I don't need it today, let's talk about it later."
　　 Yamazaki said, "Uncle, I have one thing I want to tell the master, you accompany me on a trip."
　　 "Now?" Maori said, "I see if I wait for the master to feel better."
　　 "I think he will feel even worse after listening." Yamazaki said.
　　 "Why?" Maori asked, "What is it?"
　　 Yamazaki said: "It's like this, there are many masterpieces on the market."
　　 "A lot?" Maori asked in surprise, "You mean fakes?"
　　 "It can be said that it is a fake, but it is not that simple." Yamazaki said, "Those things are all passed down from here. It may be someone who sells his own private works under the name of a master at a high price."
　　 "What?" Maori asked angrily, "Do you know who it is?"
　　 "I only know that the person in charge is Mrs. Tsuchiya." Yamazaki said.
　　 "Mrs. Tsuchiya?" Lan asked in surprise, "Why did she do this?"
　　 "It seems to be pure greed for money," Yamazaki said.
　　 Maori said, "Okay, let me catch this man for the master."
　　 Yamazaki said, "Uncle, you just need to tell the master. He must know who is copying his work. Pottery can't deceive people."
　　 Maori said, "No, I have to have that tea set in return."
　　 "Uncle, this is a housework. If you intervene, I am afraid it will make the master even more embarrassing." Yamazaki said, "I think it's better to let the master handle it."
　　 "That's the same." Lan said, "Daddy, don't interfere."
　　 Maori said embarrassedly: "But..."
　　 Conan smiled and asked, "Uncle, don't you have a record of the incident?"
　　 "Hey, that's right," Maori said with a high-five smile, "Give this to the master, he will definitely like it." Then he told Yamazaki, "After I go back, I will sort out a copy and change all the real names."
　　 "Yes, I understand." Yamazaki glanced at Conan who was smirking, and you can't get away with this job.
　　 Soon after, Kikuemon's bedroom was outside.
　　 Maori knocked on the door and asked, "Master, can I come in?"
　　 After a while, Kikuemon's weak voice came from inside, "Sorry, I don't want to see guests now."
　　 "It's about the title of Kikuemon." Yamazaki said, "If the master doesn't care, maybe this title will be returned."
　　 "What!" Kikuemon was taken aback, "Wait a minute."
　　 After a while, Kikuemon, who had some water stains on his face, opened the door and let Mori and Yamazaki in.
　　 Mori and Yamazaki talked about the counterfeit, but did not mention Tsuchiya Mashiko, only that it was spread here.
　　 "From here, it's impossible. All my works are, wait a minute," Kikuemon thought for a while, and said with a gloomy face, "I know, thank you Mr. Mori for telling me this."
　　 "Then, I will leave." Maori said.
　　 "No, Mr. Mori, please stay and testify," Kikuemon said, "I want to deal with this, and I can't let Kikuemon break my hand."
　　 "Yes, I understand." Maori said.
　　 Soon after, the studio.
　　 Kikuemon brought in Yoshihiko Arita, Ryuichi Seto, and Kaoru Otani, and asked them to make a ceramic mold for him.
　　 Not long after doing this, Kikuemon told Otani Kaoru to stop.
　　 Otani Kaoru left the workbench with a pale face, Yoshihiko Arita looked up at him, and was also called off. Only Takaichi Seto finished.
　　 Kikuemon said, "Very well, Seto, you already have the basic conditions to become a master."
　　 Seto Ryuichi said embarrassedly: "Master, you have passed the prize."
　　 "Go, I can't keep you here." Kikuemon sighed.
　　 Seto Takashi was stunned, Arita Yoshihiko and Otani Kaoru screamed together.
　　 Seto Takashi once came to his senses and knelt on the ground, "Master, I didn't care about that."
　　 "I know, so you haven't made a single work in three months." Kikuemon said, "But why didn't you tell me."
　　 Seto Takashi hesitated and said: "I, I..."
　　 "Say!" Kikuemon shouted.
　　 Seto Ryuichi said very embarrassed. "Those things I do are better than teacher's..."
　　 Yoshihiko Arita asked in surprise: "Difficult, can it be said that Seto sells his works for profit in the name of the master?"
　　 "No, Master's works are not all," Otani said in surprise, "Could it be that the two of them..."
"Shut up!" Kikuemon shouted angrily at Yoshihiko Arita and Kaoru Otani, and then said to Takaichi Seto, "Fool, you want to compare your current work to me. I don't need to think about it. I know that buyers are all These upstarts who don’t know the goods, because of their identities, can’t even enter the gate of the venue. No matter how high the price they pay, even if I break the things, the pieces will not be sold to them."
　　 Maori muttered, "This is too wasteful."
"This is normal. Masters are not short of money." Yamazaki whispered, "Although art is priceless, artworks are valuable. The works of national treasures of the world have their own set of valuation standards, and bids are lower than this price range. Yes, I don’t know the goods, and the bids are too much higher than this price range. For these masters, it is generally a humiliation. Of course, the producers who are greedy for money do not count, but such people are basically not rated by the guild. A national treasure on earth."
　　 "Yes, are you?" Maori's expression changed.
　　 "Huh?" Yamazaki was a little confused about Maori's reaction.
　　 Seeing this, Lan smiled and whispered about Maori's self-comparison to the national treasure.
　　 "I was wrong, Master, can you not drive me away?" Seto Takaichi begged.
　　 "It's not that I want to drive you away, it's yourself." Kikuemon said, "I want to give an explanation to the world, and Kikuemon wants to give an explanation to the world."
　　 At this time, Ms. Tsuchiya came. When she returned from shopping, she found no one at home and found it.
　　 Seeing Takashi Seto kneeling on the ground, Ms. Tsuchiya's face turned pale in an instant, and then he knelt down.
　　 "Since everyone is here, then I announce," Kikuemon said in a deep voice, "I, the fifth generation of Kikuemon, Seto Ryuichi, the disciple of the general..."
　　 "Wait, Master." Kaoru Otani stood up and said, "Let me replace Seto."
　　 "What did you say?" Kikuemon was taken aback.
　　 "That's how my craftsmanship is anyway, I'm afraid I won't have any achievements in this life." Otani said with a wry smile, "This may be the only thing I can do for Kikuemon."
　　 "Ota, Otani." Seto Ryuichi's tears came down.
　　 There was a moment of silence, and Kikuemon bowed down to Kaoru Otani and bowed his head.
　　 "What are you doing." Kaoru Otani quickly knelt down and returned a big gift.
　　 Kikuemon bowed his head and said, "Mr. Kaoru Otani, thank you for my fifth generation Kikuemon, Kikuemon."
　　 Seto Takashi, who knelt down on the ground, quickly bowed to Otani, and Arita Yoshihiko quickly bowed down to the ground and bowed to Otani.
　　 Kikuemon bowed his head again and said, "Mr. Kaoru Otani, thank you from my Tsuchiya Mankichidai Tsuchiya family."
　　 Kneeling down on the ground, Tsuchiya Masuko also quickly bowed to Otani.
After 　　, Kikuemon stood up and announced that he would take Otani Kaoru out, and then Tsuchiya Masuko, Arita Yoshihiko, Seto Ryuichi, and Otani Kaoru stood up.
　　 "Mashiko, you give all the money left over to Otani." Kikuemon ordered.
　　 "Huh, all?" Tsuchiya Masuko asked in pain.
　　 "Of course it's all." Kikuemon said, and then curiously asked, "By the way, how many are there?"
　　 "There are more than one billion yen." Tsuchiya Masoko said.
　　 "One billion yen!" Kikuemon was taken aback.
　　 "It seems to be congratulating you, Otani." Yoshihiko Arita smiled.
　　 "Where." Otani Kaoru smiled embarrassedly.
　　 Yoshihiko Arita smiled and said, "Master, otherwise you can drive me out too."
　　 "What nonsense." Kikuemon scolded, and then smiled at Takashi Seto, "Smelly boy, I didn't expect you to be quite good."
　　 "Hey, hey," Takashi Seto said with a smile, "Master, I have one more thing to tell you, but don't be angry after you hear it."
　　 "What," Kikuemon asked angrily, "What else did you hide?"
　　 "Actually, the Feng Shui you made is still there," Takashi Seto smiled. "The one that Mrs. Tsuchiya smashed is just an imitation made by me."
　　 "Really?" Kikuemon asked in surprise.
　　 "It's impossible." Ms. Tsuchiya exclaimed in surprise.
"To prevent Mrs. Tsuchiya from having time to take a closer look, I put a glass ball under it, and it will fall off as soon as I touch it." Seto Takaichi smiled embarrassedly, "I thought it would be nice to keep Mrs. Tsuchiya from it. Even you were deceived."
　　 "Well, no one is in the mood to tell the truth from the fake at that time." Kikuemon said, "Go and bring me my Feng Shui number."
　　 "No way," Seto Takaichi said with a bitter expression, "I have stored it in the bank safe, and I can't get it out now."
　　 Arita Yoshihiko gave Seto Takashi a elbow, "Then what else are you talking about, do you want Master to sleep?"
　　 "That's it, this nasty brat." Kikuemon instructed, "Help me hit him a few more times."
　　 "Lead the order." Yoshihiko Arita smiled, and then smiled at Takashi Seto, "You heard it, don't fight back."
　　 "You're not sure to run." Seto Takashi smiled and ran out.
　　 "Stop!" Arita Yoshihiko chased out.
　　 Kikuemon said to Ms. Tsuchiya, "Okay, don't stand here stupidly, go get dinner quickly."
　　 "Ah, yes, I'm going now." Ms. Tsuchiya hurried away.
　　 "Otani, come with me, I have something to tell you." Kikuemon said.
　　 "Yes, Master," said Kaoru Otani, "Oh, no, Master."
　　 Kikuemon smiled and said, "Mr. Mori, please do it yourself, we will have another drink later."
　　 When Kikuemon and Kaoru Otani left, Mori blinked and said, "This, this is over."
　　 "Yes, housework." Yamazaki smiled, "And it would be another matter if the guild came to investigate."
　　 "What punishment will Mr. Otani receive?" Ran asked.
　　 Yamazaki said: "The meeting notified the Ceramic Art Guild to remove Mr. Otani, and Mr. Otani will no longer be able to engage in pottery related work in the future."
　　 "Oh, just revoke his pottery license forever." Maori said.
　　 "That's it." Yamazaki said, "It is estimated that he will use the money to build a pottery art gallery or something. There are too many gaps in it, just like people without a driver's license can still make a luxury car."
　　 "Indeed." Maori said with some envy, "This guy has got so much compensation, and he has enough for everything."
　　 Lan asked, "So, what about those who bought the fake?"
"Art and antiques, except for items that are traded through formal channels, are traded through other channels. They are not refundable." Yamazaki said, "but Lan, you don't have to sympathize with them. These people are buying these artworks. While decorating the facade, they are actually making a tax-reduction investment. When they buy it, they don’t care about the authenticity of the things they buy. What they care about is the price they buy, which must not be lowered."
　　 "I've heard of such things." Maori said.
"Also," Yamazaki said with a smile, "These buyers are actually not at a loss this time. When Mr. Seto becomes a master pottery or even a national treasure on earth, the pottery products they hold have a good history. UU reading www.uukanshu.com will be even more valuable for collection."
　　 "This is not bad." Lan laughed, then looked at the workbench and said, "By the way, Yamazaki, you said you can make pottery."
　　 Yamazaki looked at the time, "Okay."
　　 More than half an hour later, the works of Maori, Lan and Conan came out. Maori's teacup is crooked, Lan's teacup is quite satisfactory, and Conan's teacup has different wall thicknesses.
　　Lan smiled triumphantly: "Ha, it seems I still have a talent for pottery."
　　 "This just means that your hands are more flexible than theirs, and it has nothing to do with talent," Yamazaki laughed. "As long as they exercise, they can be like you."
　　 Maori said, "Well, that's good, the detective uses brain power."
"If you talk about talent, there is a very simple test method, which is to count the numbers in your mind. Those who can count from one to a hundred without a thought are considered talented. This is to test whether a person can devote himself to work and People who can count to ten thousand in their studies are absolutely unique. They have the conditions to become a master or even a master in any technical field." Yamazaki said, "Of course, for a genius like Kuaidou , This is not practical. That guy may count to ten, and he doesn't know where he is going."
　　 "Ah," Maori said, "That's right, the talent of a genius like me is undetectable."
　　 Lan, who was meditating, smiled, "I think you can't count it, dad."
　　 "Okay, time is almost up, I'll go back first." Yamazaki said, "You guys play slowly here."...