Ah Hao turned to her and gave a slight bow, "Young master, would you like to give it a try?"

Okay, I'll give it a try.

Murong Yue nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Your Majesty's happiness is more important than anything else.

“Then the three of us will give it a try,” Ah Hao nodded.

The shop owner led the three men upstairs. Outside the shop, the Imperial Guards, now in disguise, quickly spread out.

They quickly searched the shops around the porcelain workshop, then disguised themselves as customers and began to stake out the area.

Even at the rouge shop across the street, a member of the Imperial Guard stepped in without any panic and sat down to start choosing rouge.

His eyes were secretly watching the porcelain workshop and the pedestrians on the street.

After going upstairs, Qi Yuan immediately checked the surrounding environment.

They knew exactly where to evacuate quickly, where to defend easily and where to build defenses.

The private room was warm enough, with a charcoal brazier burning inside.

While keeping watch, Qi Yuan also kept an eye on Ahao and His Majesty, and a feeling of being the head of a family actually rose in his heart.

My apologies, my apologies.

You must never let outsiders know about this outrageous idea.

The boss personally taught the three how to pull the potter's wheel.

"My hands are wet; this water is snowmelt from this year, which is very rare."

Knowing that young ladies and gentlemen never lift a finger, he came up with a solution: getting their fingers wet with snow water would be considered an elegant affair.

"Just like that, rotate the base, use both hands to forcefully mold the clay into the shape you want."

"After this step is finished, you can come here to add color."

"Then you can leave your artwork here, and the figurines will be fired. Once a date is set, you can come and pick them up."

Abba aba aba.

Murong Yue didn't understand, but the little zombie had a strong learning ability; it only needed to watch the boss operate it once to understand the process.

Sitting next to them, they were eager to try.

Ah Hao helped her roll up her sleeves. "Young master, what kind of item would you like to have made?"

Murong Yue shook her head; she hadn't decided yet.

It's okay, I'll think about it slowly.