Chapter 741 Burning Out a Porcelain Bowl 2

Bai Qingqing smiled and waved her hands. There were some loose firewood inside. If it could be broken, then she wouldn't want it.

"No need, just take it out."

Vincent had no choice but to take action immediately at Bai Qingqing's request.

But he thought of a slightly safer method, and found a fire stick. They used the two together as chopsticks, clamped the clay bowl on the edge, and took it out steadily and slowly.

"Get out of the way." The clay bowl in Vincent's hand stopped at the mouth of the stove and he squinted at Bai Qingqing and said.

Bai Qingqing immediately stood up and took several steps back.

Only then did Vincent take out the clay bowl.

When we got outside, the clay bowl was still red in color, and the snowflakes blew on the clay bowl with the cold wind, making a subtle "crack" sound.

The color of the clay bowl quickly settled and darkened, from bright yellow to orange, then orange-red, and finally settled into a bright silvery gray.

"Ah!" Bai Qingqing gasped, her mouth wide enough to fit an egg in.

Why is it so beautiful?

This... this, this, this, this, isn't this meant to be fired into ceramics? ! !

It looked smooth, as if it had been painted.

Has the temperature not dropped completely?

Bai Qingqing picked up a piece of firewood, poked the bowl with the firewood, and then immediately touched the firewood.

cold!

Bai Qingqing grabbed another handful of snow and sprinkled it on. There was no more "crack" sound, but the snow that fell on it melted quickly.

The color of the bowl hasn't changed anymore, it's always a beautiful silvery gray.

Bai Qingqing couldn't believe it. She was dreaming about success just now, but she also only dreamed about the kind of crude pottery used for making soup, which felt like turning heads.

God knows how the mud in the river could be burned into something?

Vincent was even more surprised. He reached out and picked up the bowl, and then the surprise in his eyes became even stronger.

"The texture is different." Vincent said.

Bai Qingqing also moved forward to take a look out of curiosity. When she touched it with her hand, she found that it was as smooth as glass.

Substances have melting points. It turns out that the surface of the clay embryo was directly burned and melted at high temperatures, forming a layer of glaze-like substance.

Bai Qingqing's mood was indescribable. She was just a high school student with an average IQ, but she had made such a successful porcelain bowl in one go.

This luck... isn't it too good?

Bai Qingqing believes that the secret lies in the raw materials, which is the special mud at the bottom of the puddle.

Bai Qingqing couldn't put it down, but soon she discovered flaws on the porcelain bowl, and there were many flaws.

The surface of the porcelain bowl has dense cracks of snowflakes gathered on one side, while the other side is almost perfect.

Bai Qingqing pondered for a moment, remembering that when he first came out of the kiln, snowflakes fell on the porcelain bowl and made a "crack" sound.

It must have cracked at that time. Pity.

Fortunately, it looks pretty when worn like this, like a specially printed pattern.

Also, there are two squeeze marks on the bottom of the bowl. This was made by Vincent with a wooden stick. At that time, the surface of the bowl was still at the melting point.

While Bai Qingqing was excited, Vincent had a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Earth can be burned into harder objects, but what about stones that are harder and stronger than earth?"

Vincent suddenly said casually. Bai Qingqing was frightened and looked up at Vincent with her eyes wide open.

"What do you want to do?"

It seems that he can't hold it in anymore - Vincent is going to the rhythm of making steel!

Vincent glanced at Bai Qingqing strangely, why did Qingqing react so much?

"Can stone really be burned into a harder substance?"