Chapter 739 - Burning Into Porcelain Bowls (2) (1/2)

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.