ps: Monthly tickets are in danger, and today they are about to break out. Please give me a monthly ticket and a check!!!!

Feng Gong ignored him, but Qi Xiang refused to argue. He was not so narrow-minded and got angry about this little thing.

In short, with the efforts of several workers, the work of glazing on plain porcelain was very fast. The task was successfully completed in half a day. This is the difference between professional and non-professional.

"Pack the box right now."

At this moment, Feng Gong took control of the dispatching power and issued orders with ease. Several employees also obeyed the instructions and moved the silhouette next to the inventory, and placed the glazed porcelain in the silhouette.

The function of these sachets is equivalent to an isolation measure to prevent porcelain from contacting each other. When free glaze changes chemically between high temperatures, porcelain will bond to each other.

In addition, the porcelain is also very stable and does not easily deform.

Anyway, China has thousands of miles of experience in making ceramics. How can we burn a good porcelain in a kiln? Naturally, there is a set of strict routines and rules. Even if we don’t understand the tricks, we just need to proceed step by step.

After loading the bowl, it is then transported to the kiln room.

Next, the steps of sealing the kiln and ignition are taken.

Before lighting the fire, according to traditional customs, Qi Xiang, under the guidance of Zhu Shen, went to worship the kiln god, lit three incense sticks, and kowtowed another head to complete the ceremony.

"Let's fire!"

In contrast, Feng Gong was a little bored. As soon as the ceremony ended, he waved his hand casually and then turned around and said, "You can watch it yourself first, and call me..."

When Feng Gong walked away, Qi Xiang frowned and asked, "This is what is called helping me see the torch stake?"

"cough!"

Zhu Shen smiled awkwardly and reluctantly explained: "Qi Xiang, you have to know that today is different from the past. In ancient times, using firewood to burn kilns must be very particular about the heat of the piles. Looking at the fire requires years of accumulated experience."

"But now, we use electric kilns and air kilns."

Zhu Shen spread his hands and said, "The temperature in the kiln can be monitored at any time through the instrument. The requirements for experience are naturally greatly reduced. As long as you can determine whether the fire can be turned off at the last moment."

"Huh, I'll say it earlier." Qi Xiang shrugged: "I misunderstood it's not..."

Zhu Shen glanced at him, then waved and said, "Let's go too, come again in a few days."

"Just go back like this?" Qi Xiang hesitated a little: "Aren't you waiting here?"

"Yes." Zhu Shen said casually: "If you are willing to stay and wait, I definitely have no objection. But I want to go back. After all, a kiln of porcelain must be burned for several days before the fire can be turned off. After the fire is turned off, it will take two or three days to wait for it to cool down naturally."

"If you stay, you have nothing to do except watch the fire."

Zhu Shen woke up and said, "This process is very boring. Don't be bored."

"Since that's the case..."

Qi Xiang blinked and said decisively: "Then go back."

After returning, Qi Xiang came to the workshop again, which was a few days later. When he arrived at the workshop, he was surprised to find that the kiln had turned off and a group of employees surrounded the kiln door, as if they were going to unpack it.

"What's going on? What are you doing?" Qi Xiang asked loudly, a little anxious.

"Why do you want to open a kiln?" Zhu Shen came out and explained: "If the porcelain is ready, you must open a kiln to check the situation."

"Has the burned?" Qi Xiang was stunned: "Why is it so fast?"

"Mr. Feng said, you are reborn porcelain, and the time cannot be slow, so you must turn off the engine in advance." Zhu Shen whispered: "And you must also be mentally prepared. This kiln porcelain... the situation may not be very optimistic."

"Why?" Qi Xiang frowned, naturally not convinced.

"Because the color of the flames in the kiln is wrong."

At this time, Feng Gong came over with a serious expression on his face and said in a deep voice: "Two days ago, when I observed the fire, I discovered something strange. The flame of the kiln fire was black and thick, and it was very scattered. This was a sign of the collapse of the kiln. I immediately adjusted the fire, lowered it a few degrees, and barely recovered it."

"Save it is rescued, but whether the porcelain in the kiln can be successful depends on luck."

Feng Gong shook his head and said, "I guess, this kiln porcelain will most likely be broken, and there will be no one left."

"What?" Qi Xiang was shocked: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"I said it, what's the use?" Feng Gong snorted: "If you hadn't been determined and tried something new glaze recipe, this wouldn't have happened at all."

"Uh?" Qi Xiang was stunned and frowned: "There is no reason, you shouldn't make any mistakes."

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Zhu Shen also smoothed out: "Qi Xiang, you don't have to be so pessimistic. You haven't opened a kiln yet. Maybe you have good luck. The porcelain has not been broken, and there are still a few hundred pieces left."

"You're a comfort?" Qi Xiang said angrily: "Why does it sound so harsh?"

"It's normal to be honest and honest." Zhu Shen patted Qi Xiang's shoulder and said without sincerity: "Sadness..."

"...get out!" Qi Xiang put out a word.

At the same time, with the efforts of several employees, the bricks sealed in the kiln were also taken down one by one. The kiln door that had been closed for several days also opened up, revealing the deep tunnel.

"call!"

A suffocation surged, and there was a faint flow of hot breath, as well as some vague smells.

"It's over, it seems that it's really over."

Zhu Shen's nose moved and sighed: "The strong smell of charcoal has been circling the kiln for three days. From this we can also know that the porcelain in the kiln room will definitely not end well."

Qi Xiang's heart sank, her face changed: "Didn't you say that there may be something remaining?"

"Yes, there should still be some, but there are definitely not many..." Zhu Shen hesitated: "Anyway, just don't have much hope."

Qi Xiang felt cold again, and she no longer had the interest in speaking, but instead walked into the tunnel with a gloomy face.

"Wait for us..." Zhu Shen hurriedly followed.

After passing the tunnel through the combustion chamber, we came to the kiln where the sashes were stored. The dense sashes were stacked neatly and orderly, like a hill.

At this time, Qi Xiang stood beside the hill, her eyes swept, and her face turned black, as dark as charcoal, even brighter than ink.

Zhu Shen didn't have Qi Xiang's eyesight. He came in with a flashlight. When he arrived at the kiln room, he first raised the flashlight and shot a sachet with the light, and saw a ball of black fragments.

"Why……"

Zhu Shen sighed immediately and comforted him sincerely: "Qi Xiang, don't be discouraged. This time it won't work. Pay attention next time. Don't make any cinnabar glaze, it will definitely work."

Qi Xiang ignored it and suddenly reached out to pick up the pieces of porcelain in a sachet, and then watched carefully. The fragments were very thin, with red and black on the surface, with a little red in the black, and a hint of black in the red.

This color is like an apple that is ripe and almost rotten, which is very bad.

"Why didn't the burning work?" Qi Xiang browed like a lock and murmured to himself, unable to understand.

"Because the glaze you use is purely... garbage!" Feng Gong walked out and hummed and taught a lesson: "The so-called new glaze formula is completely imaginary and does not conform to scientific basis at all. It is natural to fail to burn porcelain."

"Young people, you should know that the formula of each glaze has been gradually formed after thousands of tests and tempering. And it has developed to this point and has been very perfect, and it is difficult to change the amount of it."

Feng Gongyu said earnestly: "You must be down-to-earth, not slap your head, add something not very common to the glaze, and take it for granted that this is innovation..."

"What's wrong?" Qi Xiang thought hard, completely treating Feng Gong's words as wind in his ears and didn't listen to them at all.

"snort!"

Feng Gong realized it and felt that his kindness was ignored by someone. He was not happy. He turned his head and called out, "You guys, move the things out, and then clean the kiln room. We will use it in a few days."

"Yes, Master Feng."

When several young men heard the sound, they immediately moved the sashes out quickly.

Qi Xiang looked around and found that most of the porcelain in the bowl was broken into pieces. Even if one or two were intact, the glaze was pitch black and there was no beauty at all, which was terrible.

"Let's go out and see..."

Zhu Shen sighed and hooked Qi Xiang's shoulder and walked out: "Actually, what Feng Gong said makes sense. As for the formula, you must have repeated experiments to determine the best combination. One failure is nothing, and at worst you can start over..."

Qi Xiang was a little confused and couldn't help but follow Zhu Shen outside. Several employees were busy, coming in and out, and moving a bowl of porcelain into the open space of the workshop.

It can also be seen that Feng Gong’s estimate is correct. One bowl of porcelain can be said to be broken by nine out of ten. Thin plates, plates, and bowls are either broken or cracked, like piles of residues.

The more Qi Xiang looked, the gloomy the more he looked, with dark clouds and heavy rain.

A strange aura emanated from Qi Xiang. Everyone next to him noticed it and felt a heavy pressure spread, making them feel anxious and working harder.

Zhu Shen was also a little uneasy and couldn't help but whisper: "Qi Xiang, this is not a natural disaster, nor is it a **. Every step of burning a kiln is exactly what you want. This is the result that everyone doesn't want, so you can't take your anger out."

Qi Xiang didn't say anything, but just squatted down, held her cheeks with both hands, and looked quietly at the sams piled in the open space.

Not long after, an employee came over tremblingly and reported in a low voice: "Boss, this is all after the move."

"Well..." Zhu Shen waved his hand immediately: "You guys go down."
Chapter completed!