"Isn't it just some glass? If the Su family makes it, we can't?"

When the people from Rongjia Cizhuang found Fan Yilin to report the matter, they received the above answer.

The one who came here was the Rong family’s young master who had been following Fan Yilin in Lin'an. He used to be his dog-legged one, saying that he would not dare to go west, saying that he would never bark around by biting people. He was a rare and thorough loyal dog!

It is precisely because of this outstanding performance and the methods he used to treat the Su family some time ago that he was successfully promoted to Fan Yilin's confidant.

At this moment, the Rong family's young master stood in front of Fan Yilin who was drinking and laughing with others, but hesitated with his head down and hesitated, not daring to speak.

His family knows his family affairs, so he is naturally aware of the craftsmanship of Rongjia Porcelain Village.

It would be fine if ordinary porcelain is carefully crafted, and if it is carefully crafted, it may be made with luck. No matter how much it is, it is not impossible to be comparable to an official kiln.

However, this glass...it's different!

It is not considered porcelain, and the manufacturing process is even more different and more difficult than ordinary porcelain. Otherwise, why do people all over the world know that glass is valuable but no one makes it?

Because it can't be created at all!

He spent a lot of manpower and material resources, but in the end he got a bunch of waste products that no one could accept.

This porcelain making and glazed can not be solved by just a casual word from Fan Yilin, but is the crystallization of the efforts of countless craftsmen.

If it could be created so simply, why would it be delayed until now?

However……

He would never dare to say this to the master in front of him.

He could only smile reluctantly and whisper: "Brother Fan, I want to make this Liuli in a short time... I'm afraid some..."

He stuttered and didn't dare to say it all in one breath, racking his brains to make it more tactful.

Fan Yilin, who was joking with the guest, suddenly paused, turned to look at him, frowned, and a little cold in his eyes, which made the Rong family's son tremble all over, and he couldn't help but sweat behind him.

"You mean, you can't make it?"

"This...this...this is indeed a bit difficult..." The young master of the Rong family wiped the sweat from his forehead, lowered his head and bowed, feeling like he was facing a tiger that could get angry at any time, and he didn't dare to breathe.

Fan Yilin said coldly: "What do you mean is that the glass that the Su family can make, but your Rong family cannot make? Do you want to say that I, Fan Yilin, cannot compare to Du Bai?"

"Then what's the use of me raising you bunch of waste?! It's better to raise a dog!"

He looked furious, and suddenly he slapped the table in front of him with a heavy palm. There was a roar, and wood chips splashed, and the entire table split into pieces!

The young master of the Rong family was so scared that his legs became weak and his face was pale. He hurriedly knelt on the ground, trembling, and did not dare to raise his head: "Brother Fan...Brother Fan..."

He almost felt that he might end up like that table at any time, or even worse!

Fortunately, at this time, a calm and vicissitudes of life sounded next to it, as if it had a magical power, easily eliminating the solemn atmosphere.

"Young Master Fan, you are angry again. The martial arts you are practicing now are powerful, but they are also very wear and tear on your mind. If you don't control it, you may become possessed in the future..."

"At that time, even I can't save you."

The young master of the Rong family felt relieved. The old man's voice had a soothing effect, so that he would not be as frightened as before.

He secretly turned his head and looked at it, and saw that the person who was speaking was the guest who had been treated very politely by Fan Yilin.

This person should be a Taoist monk. He was wearing a red cassock and a simple Zen stick beside him. His face seemed to be just the image of a very ordinary old man, which made it difficult to notice him at first glance.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is in good spirits, with an indescribable charm between his eyebrows and eyes, as if it contains thousands of great ways in the world, making people unable to help but feel awe.

The young master of the Rong family also had a little impression of this eminent monk. It seemed that he was specially invited back by Fan Yilin a few days ago and treated him as a distinguished guest. As for the reason, he had vaguely heard of it.

It seems that Fan Yilin has practiced a very powerful martial arts technique. Although it can greatly increase his ability in a short period of time, it seems to damage his mind, become more and more irritable, and easily get angry.

Naturally, he would not watch himself in danger, so he was looking for a solution very early.

The solution found seems to be to invite experts to use the Heart Sutra and mana to effectively alleviate this side effect.

Now it seems that it does have some effect.

After being reminded by the monk, Fan Yi and Lin gradually calmed down, and his anger was slightly relieved. He closed his eyes and concentrated for a while before he let out a breath of turbid air.

"The master is right. It was because I was not careful for a moment that I was controlled by anger."

But this does not mean that he would easily let the Rong family porcelain shop go.

Sure enough, he then looked at the Rong family's son who was still kneeling on the ground, waved his hand and asked the servants on the side to clean up the debris on the ground, and said coldly: "There is no room for negotiation for this matter."

"Since the Su family can make it, there is no reason we can't make it! If you can't do it, then I have to think about the porcelain of the official kiln, and I will change to another aristocratic family to cooperate with it."

The young master of the Rong family couldn't help but feel panicked.

The Rong family can be so big now thanks to Fan Yilin's care, which is absolutely indispensable!

He gritted his teeth and continued to kneel down and replied: "Brother Fan, wait! This Liuli... Our Rong family will definitely find a way to create Liuli!"

Fan Yilin glanced at him coldly: "Seven days! If I can't see Liuli, your Rong family will be ready to change people!"

"Yes!" The young master of the Rong family quickly agreed.

Now I really have to gamble! Otherwise, without Fan Yilin's help, Guanyao would not pay attention to them, and the Rong family would probably not be able to maintain their current status.

The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. In short, there will be a way...

He could only comfort himself in his heart like this.

...

However, after he returned home, this idea was almost eliminated.

"Making glass? It's too difficult!" When he discussed with several elders and craftsmen in his family, the responses he received were all negative.

This is nothing more than a fantasy. How could it be created so simply?

"Anyway, I have to try it first... I have agreed to Deputy Envoy Fan. If I really can't do it, I'm afraid our Rong family will have nothing to eat!"
Chapter completed!