If a troublemaker intended to cause a disturbance in the bathhouse, there would be so signs beforehand.
At the sa ti, if there were indeed any spies entering to cause trouble, he would be more likely to notice.
Ye Muyu nodded: "Correct."
Zhang Yun was directly appointed by Ye Muyu as the bathhouse’s Shopkeeper. She wrote down all her ideas for managing the bathhouse and handed them to Zhang Yun: "The business of the bathhouse is entrusted to you. Here are my thoughts—use them as a reference. If you have different ideas, record them, and we’ll discuss them later."
"As for the workers in the bathhouse, Steward Luo, I’ll need you to help find them with Shopkeeper Zhang."
Steward Luo naturally would not refuse: "Yes, my lady."
"My lady, I understand." Zhang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief, confidently responding to her.
After the two left.
Ye Muyu tidied up and went out to Jingyuan.
She arrived a bit late today. Many places in Jingyuan showed signs of renovation, with the craftsn working fervently.
The specific design of the landscape and building compounds was half done by Ye Muyu herself and half by consulting renowned craftsn. The craftsn in the garden just needed to build according to her requirents.
She first took a stroll around the garden, inspecting the quality of so semi-finished products, checking the dinsions, and ensuring there were no issues before turning towards the kiln area.
As she walked over, she felt a wave of heat.
There weren’t many people on this side, just Li Mingde and his son handling the firing, while three other strong n were there to help with the heavy work or learn pottery making.
Li Mingde was preparing to open the kiln.
Focused on the fire, he didn’t notice Ye Muyu’s arrival.
Instead, it was the strong n and Li Shuang who saw her.
Ye Muyu raised her hand, stopping them from paying respects.
She stepped forward and asked, "Is the first kiln opening today? Master Li, how many have you fired?"
Upon hearing the voice, Li Mingde quickly turned around: "Second Manager, you’re here. Not many for the first ti, just fifty pottery pieces and twenty are pottery bricks."
Because Ye Muyu had previously ntioned that even if they couldn’t fire pottery bricks suitable for flooring, they could still fire so pottery to sell, which would help offset the expenses.
Li Mingde obviously took this to heart.
Though the kiln in the garden wasn’t large, it needed to fire fifty ceramics at a ti to avoid losses, so every day Li Mingde was on edge, feeling compelled to fire mostly pottery.
His skills were quite average, with most of the ceramics successfully fired, though not particularly beautiful. Yet, selling them to commoners in the countryside was easy enough.
But no matter how you calculated it, firing ceramics was a losing business.
As a result, Li Mingde grew increasingly worried over ti and instead honed his pottery skills, making progress every day. He even managed to fire two pieces of white pottery yesterday, which were clear and beautiful.
"Hmm, not bad, go ahead and open it." Ye Muyu said.
She had learned a bit about pottery firing herself but only superficially and was getting accustod to working with clay, progressing at about the sa rate as Li Shuang.
However, Ye Muyu was not disappointed; this was the normal pace.
With a tense expression, Li Mingde busied himself with opening the kiln.
Ye Muyu didn’t leave. She had made an experintal piece yesterday, a prototype of cent. Because the proportions weren’t optimal, its hardness currently seed insufficient.
But it could at least lead to the developnt of cent, serving as an encouragent for Li Mingde.
User Comments
0 comments from readers