Era: Village bully, so what if he can't get a wife?

In two days, Lin Feng completed all the unfinished blanks.

The unfinished clay body must be air-dried before proceeding to the next step.

My first time making biscuit!

The temperature is controlled at 800 to 900 degrees Celsius to fire the bowl into a hard, white clay body.

Just like chalk, it's dry and absorbent!

Lin Feng single-handedly took on the responsibilities of filling, sealing, and precisely controlling the temperature.

There's nothing we can do; others don't have the skills, and nobody can't do it.

Lin Feng had to do everything himself, which exhausted him.

When he got home, he would just fall asleep immediately, and he had less time to bicker with Su Xiahe.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Lin Dashan, Lin Dahe, and Lin Laowu's family took turns living at the brickyard.

They were afraid someone would come in and see the bowls and plates!

People are easily swayed by self-interest.

There wasn't a single kiln in Linjiang County that fired porcelain bowls and plates.

It's a one-of-a-kind business! That must be incredibly profitable!

Therefore, after discussing it, Lin Dashan and his group took their hunting rifles and guarded the kiln day and night.

Even Lin Mancang, Lin Zhiqiang, and Lin Youcai, who tried to take the opportunity to go in and take a look, were forcefully turned away by Lin Laowu.

If anyone knew about the kiln, they might come and steal the contents.

Today, the most crucial step has arrived!

The second firing after glazing, glaze firing!

This is the most crucial step in making white porcelain!

As the saying goes, the first burning determines good or bad, the second burning determines success or failure; the first burning is the embryo, the second burning is the treasure!

There are many intricacies involved. First, the glaze is simmered for eight hours to slowly evaporate the moisture.

Heat the tires over medium heat for ten hours, gradually raising the temperature to 1000 degrees Celsius to further compact the tire body.

The fire raged for twelve hours, reaching temperatures above 1,300 degrees Celsius.

The glaze completely melts into a glassy state.

The temperature should be increased gradually, not too high or too low, but stable.

Although the principle is very simple, in this day and age, precise temperature control is only possible with large state-owned porcelain factories.

Otherwise, if you add even a little more refined coal, all the white porcelain in the kiln might explode!

Moreover, after firing the kiln, all the kiln openings must be blocked, and the temperature inside the kiln depends on the weather!

When the weather is too cold and the temperature drops rapidly, white porcelain will crack, and some pieces may even shatter completely.

This cooling process will last for two days!

Although Lin Feng had strong theoretical knowledge, he had never burned anything before and was not confident.

We had to put in our utmost effort and focus intently on firing the kiln.

Even with Lin Feng's strong physique, going three days without sleep was a bit too much for him.

On the third day.

Lin Feng stood at the kiln entrance, added some coal, sat down, and let out a long sigh!

I couldn't help but complain in my mind.

Damn it, other people who transmigrate either have a system or a cheat code.

When it came to me, I had a good physique and clear memories for future generations.

These two things are not that useful at all!

Look next door, ding! Newbie gift pack! Congratulations on opening a complete set of white porcelain production line and a complete set of clothing production line!

Looking at myself, my face was blackened by smoke and then turned a dark reddish-brown from the heat!

His hair was all curled up in eighteen different ways, and his eyes looked like he had conjunctivitis.

Even the money for starting a business was earned through hard work hunting.

Not to mention that these machines were obtained by threatening Blackie, and not only were they not fully installed, but Blackie also received kickbacks.

Am I here to enjoy life, or am I here to be a beast of burden?

Eighty chapters already, and damn it, still not a single one has been won over. How pathetic! How utterly pathetic!

Just as Raymond Lam was complaining about his "miserable" life.

Su Xiahe, holding Da Ya's hand, brought food to Lin Feng and the five Lin brothers.

By the way, all five Lin brothers were kicked out of the house by the fifth brother, who made them stay with Lin Feng.

The same messy hair, the same dark red face, the same tormented and hopeless state.

Seeing the five brothers' miserable state, Lin Feng felt much better.

Su Xiahe first gave the five brothers a food box, and the five of them tactfully went into the shed and ate in silence.

After everyone had left, Su Xiahe handed the two aluminum lunch boxes to Lin Feng.

"Why are you bringing me lunch today? Where's my wife?"

As Lin Feng spoke, he wanted to pull the chubby Da Ya over and give her a kiss!

But Da Ya immediately broke free and looked at the dark-skinned Lin Feng with a look of disgust.

"Damn it, you're starting to complain!"

Su Xiahe chuckled, "Look at yourself now."

"Your face is as black as coal, and you're covered in soot, and you still want to kiss Da Ya!"

"Also, Qiu Xin isn't my daughter-in-law! She's too young; she can't marry into a fire pit like you!"

Lin Feng, who had just opened his lunchbox, was immediately displeased upon hearing this.

His dark face showed an unusually pronounced roll of his eyes.

"She's still young? She's almost nineteen, well... in some ways she is still young!"

After giving Su Xiahe's upper body a meaningful look, he continued.

"Furthermore, I'm a living hell, how can you two feel at ease living in my house?"

"They eat my food, drink my water, sleep in my clothes, and dress in my clothes, treating me like it's New Year's Day every day. Do they really think I'm some kind of saint? I have to get something out of it!"

"She's either my wife or my sister-in-law, you choose one."

"It'll all be the same in the end anyway!"

"You..." Su Xiahe glared at Lin Feng with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes, annoyed.

However, the words I wanted to say were stuck in my throat; I couldn't speak them or swallow them down.

Although Raymond Lam is a bit unconventional, he was telling the truth.

Su Xiahe has been in the remote mountain village for almost two months.

Although Raymond Lam is a smooth talker, he respects Su Qiuxin and her very much.

There wasn't a single physical contact.

Not to mention, being able to eat meat every day truly feels like celebrating the New Year every day.

I have so many new clothes that my wardrobe is overflowing, and my hands and feet haven't gotten frostbite at all this winter.

The furniture in the house is all new, as are the soap and toothpaste.

They don't have to do heavy work; at most, they just clean, bathe Pigsy and the donkey, and feed them.

It's alright now, I can still go to the market with Lin Laowu, my second aunt and third aunt.

They even occasionally banter with Raymond Lam!

Their spiritual and material lives were incredibly joyful.

Compared to the county town where I used to run away from home in Sujia Village, it was like going underground, while the other was like going to heaven.

Su Xiahe wasn't an ungrateful person; she knew she couldn't just eat and stay for free.

But her impression of Raymond Lam has always been that he is a bully, unreasonable, and reckless!

Although, after spending these days together, I know that Lin Feng is not that kind of person.

But there's a hurdle in my heart that I just can't get over.

That day, Lin Feng, drunk, kicked open the door and forced out the betrothal gifts. He then lewdly grabbed her and kissed her.

She felt as if the sky had fallen and she was in utter despair!

If someone hadn't stopped him, that bastard would have actually gotten into bed with her!

Thinking of her beautiful younger sister marrying this tyrant, she felt it was better to jump into the fire herself.

Thinking of this, Su Xiahe's expression kept changing, like a dye shop in motion.

Lin Feng found it amusing and teased, "What? Planning to sacrifice yourself to save your own sister!"

Su Xiahe clenched her fists instantly, stood up, her face flushed, her eyes wide with shame and anger as she looked at Lin Feng.

Finally, somewhat dejected yet proudly proclaiming, "That's right!"

Lin Feng smiled even more playfully, looking Su Xiahe up and down with her exaggerated yet exquisite curves!

"Since you've chosen to jump into the fire, then give me a kiss to show your determination!"