Tingcizhai

Late at night, Gu Nian accidentally broke an inconspicuous old bowl in the ancestral porcelain shop that was about to be transformed into an internet celebrity cafe. A crack dragged her into the kiln fire seven hundred years ago. She became a virgin in the Longquan kiln of the Southern Song Dynasty who was about to be filled into the kiln mouth, and the "kiln god" who controlled her life and death was exactly the same as the deep voice in the broken porcelain piece in her hand. In the real world, store leases, family doubts, and capital hunting are pressing closer. In ancient time and space, the secret glaze formula of celadon, the life and death grievances of kiln workers, and the survival of skills under the changes of dynasties are like a tight net. She discovered that what could save her was not history, but the forgotten laws of "mud and fire" in history. Modern commercial warfare and ancient kiln changes are fired at the same time in the same soul.