Chapter 322 - 320: Two-in-One -

’Never mind the older ones. As for the younger ones, that fifth brother is so hyperactive, you can tell he can’t sit still.’

’Yun Jiao’s Brother Qi seems quite shrewd. He knew my grandson wanted to see the killer whales and even secretly tried to make a business deal out of it, saying he could help get the killer whales to pose for photos.’

’That kid doesn’t seem like the type who can quiet his mind and do antique restoration, either.’

’As for the remaining two, I haven’t spent enough time with them to tell anything.’

"Bring your Brother Ba and Brother Nine over some other day so I can have a look at them."

Yun Jiao nodded, but she was still worried and added a reminder.

"Grandpa Gu, if my brothers don’t want to, you can’t force them, okay?"

Elder Gu huffed, his eyes wide with disbelief.

’How ridiculous! So many people are begging to be my apprentice, and I don’t even want them.’

’But when it comes to this little one, she’s more concerned about what her brothers think.’

"I know, I know! Now go on, shoo! This old man doesn’t have that much cash on me right now. I’ll have it ready for you, so just come get it the day after tomorrow."

Since they needed the money, cash was naturally more suitable.

Yun Jiao stuck out her tongue. "Then I’m going, Grandpa Gu! I’ll bring you something yummy next time."

「Three days passed in a flash.」 Yun Jiao went around distributing the homemade cured seafood.

She gave some to her master, her senior martial brothers and sisters, her school teachers, Grandpa Gu, and Uncle Wang’s family.

The ingredients used were all prize catches Yun Jiao had personally gone into the sea to get.

The cured seafood Shen Yunlian made was truly delicious.

Anyone who had a bite couldn’t stop thinking about it.

"Grandpa Gu, I brought my two brothers!"

Carrying a large box of cured seafood, Yun Jiao scurried ahead on her short little legs.

Yun Xiao Ba and Yun Xiaojiu followed behind her.

Elder Gu was carefully examining a few porcelain shards. His table was covered with many such fragments.

"You’re here."

Elder Gu said, "Have a seat over there for now."

Yun Jiao didn’t stand on ceremony. After putting the box down, she ran to his side to watch him work.

"Grandpa Gu, you collect broken porcelain pieces too?"

Elder Gu’s eyes were gentle, and he stroked the shards with a tender touch.

"Don’t you think they’re beautiful?"

"Porcelain is fragile. Transportation was inconvenient in ancient times. When merchants wanted to sell their wares, they had to travel over mountains and rivers to deliver them. No matter how carefully they were protected, some pieces would inevitably break."

"These pieces of porcelain are not just beautiful to look at; they are witnesses to history."

"The porcelain fired in each era is different. The pieces made exclusively for the Royal Family of the past are the most precious. Of course, everyone has different tastes, so the styles and patterns vary as well."

Yun Jiao went from listening with keen interest at the beginning to looking utterly bored by the end.

Elder Gu: ...

’Alright, this little girl is smart, no doubt, but sadly, she has no interest in this field.’

However, Yun Jiao’s eighth brother was listening with great concentration.

As for the other one, he wore the same bored expression.

"Grandpa Gu, can I take a look at this one?"

Yun Xiao Ba was staring at a porcelain shard.

"Go ahead. Be careful not to drop it. It’s a fragment from a blue-and-white porcelain vase. Once it’s restored, the vase will be even more beautiful."

Yun Xiao Ba really did love the painting on the shard.

When Jiaojiao brought back those other items before, Yun Xiao Ba had also loved the paintings on the porcelain and even tried to copy them with a small pencil.

But the ones he drew himself never seemed quite as beautiful.

He was the only one in the family who liked this sort of thing, so there was no one he could ask for advice.

"Grandpa Gu, why don’t the flowers I draw with a pencil look as good as the ones on the porcelain?"

"Oh? What kind of pencil do you use to draw?"

Yun Xiao Ba said, "A regular writing pencil."

"Come, draw one for Grandpa Gu to see."

Elder Gu handed him a pencil and a sheet of white paper.

Yun Xiao Ba wasn’t timid. Pencil in hand, he leaned over the table and began to draw the pattern from one of the porcelain shards.

Elder Gu watched from the side. The boy’s drawing looked quite decent.

He asked nonchalantly, "Have you ever studied painting, Little Eight?"

Yun Xiao Ba was completely absorbed in his own world, unable to hear any outside sounds.

Yun Jiao answered for him.

"No, Brother Bao taught himself from a book."

"Grandpa Gu, do you know any art teachers? Brother Ba loves to draw, and I want to find a teacher for him."

Elder Gu found their family dynamic strange.

’This little sister... how old is she? And she’s already always worrying about her older brothers.’

’Still, the little one is very farsighted. I bet the adults in her family haven’t even thought of this.’

"Why would you need to look for one?"

Elder Gu said with a smile, "My greatest skills are restoring ancient paintings and porcelain. Naturally, I’m skilled at painting."

Yun Jiao’s eyes sparkled as she looked at him. "Does that mean you’re going to take my Brother Ba as your apprentice?"