Should she be able to burn tiles today? She has been given the X-ray Eyes. If she still can't burn tiles, she will be a fool!
Gu Yanjing thought so, with a gentle smile on his lips.
"Master, where do you get so many strange things?" Qing Tong whispered. Did the master find a treasure in the pond when he fell into the water? He would take out a strange thing from time to time. Just like the thing in the master's hand now, it is neither made of jade nor wood, but it can magically make people see things far away.
"You don't need to know." Gu Yanjing glared at Qing Tong and threatened, "If you talk nonsense, I will kick you out of the Gu family."
Qing Tong said with a bitter face: "Master, you have threatened me eight hundred times. I remember it."
"Go to the mountains to find some wild fruits. I'm thirsty."
"yes."
Qingtong went to look for fruit, while Gu Yanjing continued to observe from a distance through the telescope.
In the kiln field, Xia Qianqian has already started to use the kiln. The tiles baked this time are different from those yesterday. Each tile is green, with uniform color and neat shape.
Yang's face changed drastically, and she blurted out: "Did she burn it?"
"Shut up! No one will think you're dumb if you don't speak." Grandma Xia glared at her fiercely.
Everyone has noticed that the tiles Xia Qianqian fired today are different from those fired yesterday! Visually, the color and texture have been improved, and it all depends on the hardness of the tiles.
Xia Qianqian raised her foot and stepped on the tile to feel it, and her eyes immediately lit up with a strange look. This hardness is definitely above the standard!
"Try stepping on it hard and see how it works. How can you test it without using any force?" Yang shouted in panic.
Xia Qianqian was not in a hurry. She slowly increased the strength of her feet to test the hardness of Chengwa.
Push harder, push harder...
Xia Qianqian smiled and retracted her foot contentedly: "Uncle Liu, you try it."
Uncle Liu stepped on it carefully and said happily, "It's stronger than yesterday's! This one is as hard as the tiles from Old Xia's house!"
"Bah! Nonsense! How can any of this crap be compared with what's in my Xia family's house?" Grandma Xia cursed immediately.
Uncle Liu ignored her and continued to shout, "Everyone come and see, Xia Qianqian has made tiles!"
The crowd went over to see the tiles, put their hands on them, and tested their quality. Although a few tiles were broken, it proved that Xia Qianqian had succeeded.
People gave Xia Qianqian a thumbs up: "Not bad, the little girl is worthy of being Xia Dingshan's daughter, she has some skills!"
"Dear fellow villagers, Qianqian will rely on you in the future. Please help promote the business. When I build a big kiln in the future, I will definitely host a banquet for you folks to express my gratitude!" Xia Qianqian smiled happily and chatted with the villagers to pave the way for future business.
She is not only capable, but also flexible in thinking. Many villagers began to recognize Xia Qianqian and encouraged her: "Okay, we will definitely help you promote it!"
"Work hard and pass on your father's craftsmanship!"
"… "
Qin heaved a sigh of relief, hugged Xia Yunyun tightly, and said silently in her heart: "Husband, Qianqian inherited your craft, please come back soon!"
Grandma Xia winked at Yang, who stepped forward and picked up a tile. Xia Dinghai took it and examined it personally with Xia Dingfeng.
Song asked nervously, "How is it?"
"Indeed...it's done." Xia Dinghai's face turned pale.
Grandma Xia's face changed drastically. She raised her hand arrogantly and pointed at the people in Yangliu Village one by one. "Whoever buys Xia Qianqian's tiles will be in trouble with the Xia family!"
(End of this chapter)