Chapter 557: Potter's commission

　　 March 8, Sunday, afternoon, on the way home from the Metropolitan Police Department.
　　 Lan said with emotion: "Mr. Ichikawa is really well-intentioned."
　　 "Huh, no matter what, I'm a stingy guy," Mouri said, "Obviously I have trillions of yen in assets, and I still care about hundreds of thousands of yen."
　　 "Who told Dad you to just eat and not work seriously at the time." Lan smiled, "By the way, you still owe Conan a salary."
　　 "That was his voluntary." Maori asked Conan, "Is it right, kid?"
　　 "Ah? Yes, yes." Conan said, then raised his triangular eyes, can I say no? ...
　　 Tuesday, March 10, morning, good mood, Miko Miyamoto's office.
　　 The front page of the Zaobao published news about the country's 15 trillion yen to support the economy.
　　 Yan Ji said, "Madam, we have received a notice to underwrite the one trillion yen national debt."
　　 "This is normal," Miko Miyamoto said, "If I can't sell it, I will eat it myself."
　　 Yiji said: "Most of these funds will fall to the industries of the six major consortiums. This is the information sent from the above and the target of the plan." He said and handed a document.
"Ha, really, unbiased. A bank will give one trillion yen first, and then six trillion yen will go down." Miko Miyamoto glanced at it. "This abacus is done well. It supports financial associations and formulates A series of preferential policies allows financial clubs to support other clubs on their own."
　　 Yanji asked: "Does the madam think there is a problem?"
　　 "Of course, if these financial clubs can't help them, what should they do?" Miyamoto said, "At that time, it will be a dilemma."
　　 Yi Ji said, "It won't be that bad, right."
　　 Miko Miyamoto said, "I just plan for the worst."
　　 Yan Ji smiled and said, "Well, although it shouldn't be a bit, but if it is really like this, it would be good for us."
　　 "Let's talk about it at that time." Miko Miyamoto said, "Okay, let's go to work. By the way, let me let people evaluate these assistance objects, especially the insurance industry. After the evaluation, I will give Meisa a copy."
　　 "Yes, I see." Yi Ji said, and then left. ...
　　 March 13, Friday, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.
　　 Mori told Ran and Yamazaki that he had accepted a commission, and the potter Kikuemon asked him to come and take his family.
　　 Lan asked, "Is that an inconvenient commission?"
"Of course, that's a national treasure-level celebrity. This is a phone call from him personally, and he said he was going to visit in person," Mouri said triumphantly. "In other words, my detective Kogoro Mori is also a national treasure-level figure. ." He laughed. ...
　　 In the evening, Miyamoto's house.
　　Midaiko learned that Yamazaki would visit Kikuemon in Nishitama town tomorrow afternoon, but would be back in the evening and decided not to follow.
　　 "By the way, you can mention that to the master by the way, and see what's going on." Miko Miko said with a smile, "How to say you have studied there too."
　　 "Okay, I see." Yamazaki said. ...
　　 Saturday, March 14, 1 pm, Nishitama, ceramic artist Kikuemon House.
　　 After Maori knocked on the door, a woman about forty years old came out.
　　 "Ah, you are the detective Kogoro Mori, my name is Msoko Tsuchiya." The woman smiled warmly, "You are welcome to come and play, please come in."
　　 "Thank you, ma'am." Maori said.
　　 "Madam?" Lan asked in a low voice, "Isn't the surname Ju?"
　　 "Kikuemon is an inherited title." Yamazaki said.
　　 After a while, Tsuchiya Masuko took the Mori four to the reception room, "Please wait a moment."
　　 Mori, who had nothing to do, went to admire the pottery in the display cabinets on the wall, and then exclaimed,
Whether it is the color or the shape, it is the best, worthy of the work of the national treasure master Kikuemon.

　　 Lan blinked and asked in a low voice, "Dad, are these dark things really the best?"
　　 "What do you mean, this is unglazed, which is based on its natural color." Mouri said, "These things are worth more than one million yen."
　　 "Dad, when did you know pottery? Isn't it just embracing Buddha's feet again?" Lan asked with a smile, "Conan?"
　　 Conan smiled and said, "Uncle read the book yesterday night."
　　 Maori said, "I am understanding the client."
　　 "Ha, ha, you really deserve to be a Maori detective." An old man came in, and Ms. Tsuchiya followed him with a tea tray.
　　 "I saw a master in Moori Kogoro." Mouri saluted, and then introduced, "This is the little girl Moriran, who is staying at my home in Edogawa Conan, my friend's child..."
　　 "I have seen a master," Yamazaki said in a salute, "I am Yamazaki and I have studied here."
"Yamazaki?" Kikuemon thought for a while and laughed, "Oh, that kid back then, I didn't expect it to be this old." Then he found that the tea was ready, "Come on, Detective Mori, please take a seat. "
　　 After sitting down for tea, Ran gave a small gift to Ms. Tsuchiya, "Nothing is respectful."
　　 "This is a cake, right?" Ms. Tsuchiya accepted it happily. "It's great, I love cakes."
　　 "This is a bit of wild ginseng slices, and there are instructions for use in it." Yamazaki gave a small gift box the size of a palm.
　　 "Thank you." Ms. Tsuchiya accepted it.
　　 "That's right, Master," Mouri asked in Kikuemon's ear, "Is there anything you asked me to do today? Do you suspect that the young lady has a problem asking me to investigate?"
"No, no." Kikuemon smiled. "She is actually my daughter-in-law. Thanks to her for helping me take care of the things around me over the years." Then he said, "My wife and my son were married two years ago. Passed unfortunately in a traffic accident."
　　 Maori said, "I'm really sorry."
　　 "Oh!" Kikuemon said, "The reason why I invited you here today is nothing else, I just want to give you this detective a little opinion."
　　 "Intention, opinion?" Maori was puzzled.
　　 Tsuchiya Masuko smiled and said, "Dad, I think you should tell the truth directly. In fact, you are the number one fan of Sleeping Kogoro."
　　 "Magiko, Mashiko!" Kikuemon blushed.
"Every time I read a story about a Maori detective in the newspaper, my father is like something. Last time I was scolded for forgetting to cut the news from the newspaper." Ms. Tsuchiya laughed. "However, during this time, there have been fewer incidents of Maori detectives, so my father couldn't bear it and invited you to come."
　　 Kikuemon smiled embarrassedly: "Well, it's actually like this."
　　 At this time, two men in their thirties appeared in the yard and looked into the room.
　　 Maori asked, "Who are these two?"
Kikuemon said, "They are my apprentices. Let me introduce you. The cyan clothes are those of Yoshihiko Arita, whose crafts have improved rapidly recently, and the skills have become more and more sophisticated. The orange clothes are more and more works recently. Ryuichi Seto, who almost stopped and made no progress at all."
　　 Seto Ryuichi said embarrassedly, "Actually, I was only temporarily disappointed."
　　 Yoshihiko Arita smiled and said, "It's not because you just imitated the master."
　　 "Less long-winded." Takashi Seto smiled and gave Arita Yoshihiko a elbow.
　　 Tsuchiya Masuko said, "Yes, Seto, you have to work harder. Everyone thinks that the person who can inherit the sixth generation of Kikuemon is your apprentice. You can't be discouraged."
　　 Seto Ryuichi said, "Stop talking about this, we just want to know one thing now."
　　 Yoshihiko Arita smiled and said, "Mr. Mori, which pottery would you choose?"
　　 Kikuemon said: "Okay, what are you urgent? I haven't said this yet."
　　 Maori asked, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"
"Since you are here, I can't let you go for nothing, so I want to give you a work to show my heart." Kikuemon smiled, "Come on, you can choose, the pottery in this room is all It is my proud work."
　　 "Really?" Maori said with bright eyes, "Then I will be welcome."
　　 "Wait a minute, Dad, it's not so good." Lan whispered.
　　 "It doesn't matter, you can choose the Maori detective." Kikuemon smiled.
　　 "Okay, then I want the tea set we use now." Maori said.
　　 "What!" The four faces of Kikuemon changed.
　　 "Uh, is it too much?" Maori asked.
　　 "A well-known detective is a well-known detective, and he really has a unique vision." Kikuemon said, "It seems that I won the bet."
　　 "But you can't win, Master," said Yoshihiko Arita.
　　 Takashi Seto smiled and said, "The tea utensil you mentioned is in the showcase."
　　 "I bet a few of my apprentices, guess which one you would choose," Kikuemon explained, "You really chose the best one as I inferred."
　　 "That's it," Maori said.
"Indeed, I didn't expect that Maori detective would choose this tea set for hospitality," Kikuemon said. "To be honest, I didn't mean to give it to anyone, but since you have chosen it, explain My fate with it is gone."
　　 Tsuchiya Masuko said, "But, Dad..."
　　 "By the way, Mashiko, you go and help me get it." Kikuemon said, "Detective Mori, I am going to publish a new work this time. I call it Feng Shui."
　　 "Yes, I'm going now." Ms. Tsuchiya took a nostalgic glance at the tea set, then turned and walked out.
　　 Maori asked, "Well, may I ask, the value of this tea set?"
　　 "Someone wanted to take them at a high price of one million," Kikuemon thought for a while and said, "At the current prices, they are worth at least 100 million yen."
　　 "Over, over 100 million yen! If this is accidental," Maori Khan got down, and quickly put down the tea cup on his hand, and whispered, "I would rather ask for over 100 million banknotes."
　　 Kikuemon asked his apprentice: "Strange, why haven't I seen Otani come here?"
　　 Yoshihiko Arita smiled and said, "He is still busy at the furnace."
　　 "It's just right, Mr. Mori," Kikuemon asked, "How about we go to the fire kiln?"
　　 "Well, I also want to see where the master works." Maori said.
　　 Soon after, the kiln.
　　 The Mori four saw another apprentice of Kikuemon, Otani Kaoru.
　　 Seeing a pile of broken pottery on the ground, Conan asked curiously the reason.
　　 Seto Ryuichi said, "That is a fragment of our work, which was broken by Mrs. Tsuchiya."
　　 Yoshihiko Arita said: "Mrs. Tsuchiya is very eye-sighted. If our works can't even pass her standards, Master will not be able to like it."
"Speaking of which, the only child who was going to inherit my mantle was to fall in love with Mashiko's unique ability," said Kikuemon. "So I have already decided, and she will decide Kikuyou after a hundred years. Who will inherit the name Eemon."
　　 Yoshihiko Arita said, "But the standards are too strict these days."
　　 Seto Ryuichi said: "You are so much better than me, like I only passed two works before this month."
　　 Otani Kaoru said with a loss, "As for me~EbookFREE.me~ I haven't passed any of them in the past three months. I think I might be hopeless."
Kikuemon picked up a fragment and said to Otani Kaoru: "All the confusion in my heart will be displayed on the pottery. If you make pottery with such a mood, I must feel awkward what I want to burn. Mingjing stops the water, if you can calmly and fully concentrate when making pottery, you will definitely be able to..."
　　 At this time, a scream from Ms. Tsuchiya interrupted Kikuemon's words.
　　 Hearing Seto Ryuichi said that it might be from the warehouse, Kikuemon's face changed drastically, and he ran to the warehouse immediately.
　　 Soon after, the warehouse.
　　 After everyone came over, they found Ms. Tsuchiya sitting on the ground, with a pool of fragments of pottery in front of him.
　　 "Feng Shui!" Kikuemon cried out.
　　 "Dad, please forgive me, when I was about to climb up the ladder, it suddenly fell." Ms. Tsuchiya quickly explained, "So, this is..."
"Needless to say." Kikuemon said with a very ugly face, "Every physical thing will be ruined one day, and Feng Shui is only returning to the ground now." Then he ordered the apprentices to pack their things and ordered Tsuchiya Mashiko to prepare. To entertain Maori and them at night, and then said, "I suddenly feel a little tired, don't wake me up before dinner." After that, he left.
　　Moori wanted to help clean because he received a heavy gift, but was rejected, and was invited to the living room by Ms. Tsuchiya.
　　 Before leaving, Conan found a glass ball under a cabinet and picked it up. ...