"A treasure, a true treasure!" Nanahara Takeshi, holding a green cloud-patterned Chibu Tea Bowl up to the light, admired it with clicking sounds of approval, "The body is as thin as paper, green yet unblemished, against the light one can see the cloud patterns floating, like a dragon playing in the water, just as described in the books. It is hard to imagine that such a technique existed 400 years ago. The craftsmen from Mino must have been the most serious in all of ancient Japan about copying Chinese techniques. Their reputation is indeed well-deserved."
By now they had returned home, with Kiyomi Liuli making tea beside him. With disdain, she muttered softly, "You really have no shame."
Nanahara Takeshi was still immersed in admiring the craftsmanship from 400 years ago and casually responded, "This was given to me voluntarily by Hoshitsu Chiho, where's the shame in that?"
