Song Jiyun thought just so.
She couldn't help but admire Wang Hua's shrewdness, giving him an approving glance.
Wang Hua puffed out his chest proudly.
Zhou Zheng quickly understood as well. He smiled and said, "I'll go handle it right away."
Song Jiyun nodded and returned to Pocket Alley.
In the following days, she did not go out, either drawing designs, researching materials, or walking in circles in the courtyard to relax and take a break.
It wasn't until there was news from Diagonal Street's Ertiao Hutong that they had fired a kiln according to Song Jiyun's requirements and achieved a fifty percent success rate.
Song Jiyun was quite pleased.
Zheng Quan even said, "The younger generation of the Song Family Kiln Factory has indeed established themselves."