Chapter 739 - Burning Into Porcelain Bowls (2)

Chapter 739: Burning Into Porcelain Bowls (2)

Bai Qingqing smiled and waved her hand. There was only some firewood inside that had loosened up from the burning. If they could still break despite this, then she wouldn’t want them anyway.

“No need. Just dig them out.”

Winston had no choice but to get to it as she requested.

However, he thought of a more reliable method. He looked for another fire poker, using both as a pair of chopsticks, then slowly and steadily picked a mud bowl on the very side.

“Move it away a little.” The mud bowl Winston was holding onto stopped at the stove’s entrance.

Bai Qingqing immediately backed off a few steps.

Only then did Winston take out the mud bowl.

When it was outside, the mud bowl still looked completely red. When the snowflakes blew at it, a slight sizzling sound was heard.

The mud bowl’s color rapidly settled down and became dark, turning from a bright yellow color to an orange-yellow color, then orange-red color. It then eventually settled down into a bright silvery-gray color.

“Ahh!” Bai Qingqing gasped, her mouth so big that one could stuff a chicken egg into it.

Why did it look so beautiful?

This… This, this, this, this, this couldn’t have been burned into porcelain, could it?

It looked smooth as if a layer of paint had been brushed onto it.

Was it because the temperature hadn’t completely cooled down?

Bai Qingqing picked up a log and poked at the bowl, then touched the firewood immediately.

It was cold!

Bai Qingqing then grabbed a handful of snow and threw it onto the bowl. There were no more sizzling sounds, but the snow on top melted very quickly.

The color of the bowl didn’t change any more. It remained a beautiful silvery-gray color.

Bai Qingqing was in disbelief. She had thought that they’d turn out to be a great success earlier, but she only dreamed of coarsely made earthenware that was used to cook soup. The kind that felt like bricks.

God knew why the mud in the river would burn to become something like this.

Winston was even more surprised. He reached out to pick up the bowl, then the surprise in his eyes became even stronger.

“The texture has become different,” Winston said.

Bai Qingqing also got up close to check it out in curiosity. She reached out her hand to touch it. It felt smooth like glass.

All matter had a melting point. Under the high temperature, the mud’s surface had melted and formed a layer of matter that was similar to glaze.

Bai Qingqing found her emotions hard to describe at this moment. She was just a high school student with ordinary intelligence, but to think that she had managed to make such a successful porcelain bowl on the first attempt.

Wasn’t this luck… a little too good?

Bai Qingqing felt that the secret was definitely on the raw material used. The special mud on the bottom of the waterhole.

Bai Qingqing was in love with it, but she soon found flaws in the porcelain bowl. Moreover, there were many flaws.

There were many densely-packed cracks in the shape of snowflakes on the surface. They were all on one side, but the other side was almost perfect.

Bai Qingqing fell silent for a moment. She then recalled that when the bowl was first brought out from the stove, snowflakes had landed on it and released sizzling sounds.

It must have cracked then. Such a pity.

Thankfully, it looked quite nice with these cracks, just like prints that were specially made on them.

The bottom of the bowl also had two marks of being compressed. It was made when Winston used the wooden rods to take it out. At that time, the surface of the bowl was still at the melting point.

Amidst Bai Qingqing’s excitement, Winston seemed to be deep in thought.

“If mud can be burned into a sturdier matter, then what about rocks, which are sturdier than mud?”

Winston suddenly casually said, but Bai Qingqing was shocked by his words. She opened her eyes wide and raised her head to look at him.

“What do you want to do?”

There seemed to be no stopping it—Winston looked like he was on the flow to refine metal!

He threw her a curious glance. Why was Qingqing’s reaction so big?

“Can rocks really be burned into a sturdier matter?”