Her gaze fell upon the glass bottle.
Ji Yuan also followed with his gaze, contemplating, "It's not impossible..."
Zhao Hanzhang: "Let the craftsmen study more these days to see if they can produce good glass."
Fu Tinghan: "Actually, the glass cups and bowls made using porcelain molds today were quite good, but..."
Ji Yuan: "I smashed them."
Zhao Hanzhang widened her eyes, "Why?"
Fu Tinghan also asked, "Why?"
He had wanted to ask Ji Yuan when he smashed them, but at the time, he was a bit dizzy from the heat and didn't manage to.
Ji Yuan: "Those cups and bowls aren't exquisite enough; they have no use, and defective products naturally should be smashed."
Zhao Hanzhang and Fu Tinghan's gaze instinctively fell on the twisted glass bottle.
Ji Yuan quickly said, "But this bottle is different; it's the first bottle made by the workshop, and it was blown personally by the eldest master, so it has a different significance."
