Xiang Zhan tilted her head, looking at Song Jiyun, not understanding why she would say such a thing.
However, Song Jiyun's attention was already fully focused on the newly fired Alum-Red Porcelain.
Of the forty-five porcelain blanks, only two truly satisfied her.
The others either had uneven coloring or insufficiently vibrant color contrasts.
It seemed she still hadn't mastered the alum-red glaze through and through.
Song Jiyun thoughtfully examined the two hexagonal boxes she had selected.
Xiang Zhan exclaimed in amazement, "How beautiful! I've never seen such a vibrant color before. It's like a snowscape at sunset."
Song Jiyun made full use of the slightly orange characteristic of alum-red, rather than treating it as simply red.
It was a pity that after firing seven kilns, only thirteen hexagonal boxes the size of wine cups were produced.
Song Jiyun was thinking about giving up.
Nanny Zheng came in with a somewhat solemn expression on her face.