Chapter 741: Burn out porcelain bowl 2

Bai Qingqing waved his hand with a smile, and there was some soft firewood in it. If it could all be broken, she wouldn't want it anymore.
"No need, just pick it out."
Vinson couldn't, but had to start immediately at Bai Qingqing's request.
But he thought of a slightly safer method, and found a fire stick, two of which were used as chopsticks, clamped a mud bowl on the edge, and clamped it out slowly and slowly.
"Keep out." The clay bowl in Vincent's hand stopped at the stove mouth and said with a squint and white Qing Qing.
Bai Qingqing immediately got up and stepped back several steps.
Vincent then clamped the mud bowl out.
Outside, the mud bowl was still red, and the snowflakes blew on the mud bowl with the cold wind, making a subtle "Baha" sound.
The color of the clay bowl quickly precipitated and darkened, from bright yellow to orange, then orange red, and finally set to a bright silver gray.
"Ah!" Bai Qingqing gasped, and his large mouth could turn into an egg.
Why is it so beautiful?
This ... this, this, this, this, this is not just fired ceramic? ! !
It looks smooth, like a layer of paint.
Didn't the temperature drop completely?
Bai Qingqing picked up a piece of firewood, poked the bowl with firewood, and immediately touched the firewood.
cold!
Bai Qingqing grabbed the snow again and couldn't hear the sound of "呲 呲", but the snow falling on it quickly melted.
The color of the bowl has not changed again, and it is always beautiful silver gray.
Bai Qingqing couldn't believe it. She just dreamed that she was very successful, but she also dreamed of the thick pottery like soup, which felt like turning around.
God knows how the silt in the river burned into a gadget?
Vinson was even more surprised, reaching for the bowl, and the surprise in his eyes was even stronger.
"The texture is different." Vincent said.
Bai Qingqing also looked up with curiosity and touched it with his hand. The touch was as smooth as glass.
All substances have melting points. It turned out that the surface of the clay embryo was directly burned and melted at high temperature, forming a layer of glaze-like material.
Bai Qingqing's mood is indescribable. She is just an ordinary high school student with an IQ. She made such a successful porcelain bowl once.
This luck ... is it too good?
Bai Qingqing believes that the secret is definitely in the raw materials, that is, the special silt at the bottom of the puddle.
Bai Qingqing couldn't put it down, but soon, she found flaws on the porcelain bowl, and there were many flaws.
The surface of the porcelain bowl is covered with dense traces of snowflakes, which are gathered on one side and almost perfect on the other side.
Bai Qingqing pondered for a moment, remembering that when he first came out of the kiln, snowflakes fell on the porcelain bowl, and he also made a chant.
It must have been split at that time. Pity.
Fortunately, this kind of grinning is also pretty, like a specially printed pattern.
Also, there are two squeezed stamps on the bottom of the bowl. This was made by Vincent with a wooden stick. You should know that the surface of the bowl was still at a melting point at that time.
In Bai Qingqing's excitement, Vincent's eyes showed a thoughtful look.
"Mud can burn into harder objects, what about stones that are harder and stronger than mud?"
Vincent said suddenly, seemingly at random, Bai Qingqing was shocked, and looked up at Vinson with his eyes wide open.
"What are you doing?"
It seems a bit overwhelming-Vinson is going to make steel rhythm!
Vincent gave Bai Qingqing a strange look. Why did Qing Qing react so much?
"Is stone really able to burn into a harder substance?"