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Porcelain is a very noble craft.

The usual kiln temperature control must be very precise, let alone [-] degrees, even if there is an error of [-] degrees, the fired porcelain will have flaws.

Three Baidu, basically declared scrap.

"Old Mei, how many are there?"

"This time I took a big order from Taizhou. There are a total of [-] pieces, which is all my net worth." Messi said, standing up, trembling his lips, "Mr. Qingfeng, everyone, I... I'll go first."

Nodding to everyone, Messi stood up.

Probably because of the panic in his heart, coupled with the fact that he drank alcohol, just after taking a step, his feet went limp, and he staggered and fell down.

Fang Yi sat next to him, saw the situation and quickly grabbed him.

Others also stood up one after another, rushing forward to support Messi together.

"Lao Mei, it's useless for you to panic now, let the workers save it and see how many finished products you can grab."

"If it exceeds 1 degrees, it will be ruined even for [-] minute, let alone more than ten minutes."

"Oh, this is a disaster from heaven."

Everyone shook their heads and sighed.

As an insider in the ceramic industry, everyone obviously knows the firing process of ceramics very well, and they are helpless about such a situation.

Can only persuade one after another.

If the porcelain is destroyed, you can start over again, but looking at Messi's situation, you must first ensure that no accidents happen to his people.

Seeing something wrong with the master, Shi Man'an and Zeng Qiongman also stood up, looking at Fang Yi in a state of bewilderment.

At this moment, Fang Yi was already full, so he yawned and stood up.

Under the gaze of everyone, he said lightly, "Lao Mei, let the master continue to burn at this temperature. I'll go over and have a look, maybe I can save it."

"Teacher Qingfeng, do you have a solution?" Messi turned around immediately, and a pair of dull eyes suddenly had a gleam of light.

Others may be joking when they say that.

But who is Qingfeng?
This is the great god who created blue and white porcelain and blue and white colors.

Since he said there is still salvation, then there is salvation.

The others couldn't help looking at Fang Yi, and they couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

Since ancient times, the kiln temperature control of porcelain has always been a temperature, so most of the masters who control the kiln are graduates of various colleges.

A good kiln master has an annual salary of almost one million yuan.

Just like this, good wine and good food must be served every day.

Otherwise, the other party won't drink and make a mistake.

"It should be fine." Fang Yi wiped his hands and stood up, "Let's go and have a look now, maybe it's a good thing."

"I hope it can be saved."

"Hey, it would be nice to lose a little less."

"Come on, let's go and have a look."

……

Everyone stood up one after another and went out the door in clusters.

After paying the bill at the front desk, I got back in the car and headed towards Macy's kiln.

It is the first day of junior high school.

Although the streets are still filled with the smell of firecrackers, the streets are deserted.

Fang Yi and Messi sat in the front car.

With the driver driving ahead, Fang Yi kept asking for some data, while remotely instructing the masters of the kiln factory through Macy's phone.

"Continue to raise the kiln temperature to 2250 degrees."

"Prepare countless clean water, which must be free of impurities."

"All staff are on standby."

……

According to Fang Yi's request, Messi conveyed various orders back to the kiln factory.

But my heart was trembling with fear.

Really, this operation is simply too crazy.

Generally speaking, the firing temperature of porcelain is controlled at about 1850 degrees, and at most it will not exceed 1870. The master has already exceeded [-] degrees just now. However, according to Fang Yi's request, it has to be increased by [-] degrees.

That's the temperature that even the glaze will be fired.

But now, he can only follow Fang Yi's request.

The right to treat a living horse as a dead horse doctor.

At the same time, the staff of the kiln factory have all gone to work in accordance with Messi's request.

Macy's porcelain factory is called Mengzhou Tianyi Ceramic Art.

Although Mengzhou is not comparable to Luzhou's ceramic craftsmanship, Messi's ceramic factory is considered a relatively large ceramic craft factory in Mengzhou.

Its main product is a large craft ceramic bowl.

Messi is right. The Taizhou order was won by Messi after spending a lot of resources. Not only is the quantity large, but the price is also high.

It can be said that after completing this order, Tianyi Ceramics can almost be improved to a higher level.

but,
If it burned down, it would be enough to bring the factory to the brink of bankruptcy.

At this moment, the staff in the factory are doing various remedial operations according to Messi's requirements, while talking non-stop.

"Mr. Mei is not crazy, is she?"

"That's right, is this operation going to burn this furnace of porcelain to slag?"

"It's the first time I heard that the kiln temperature can be controlled at 2250 degrees."

"Hey, Mr. Mei must have been hit mentally when this happened, and it's normal for problems to arise."

"I'm afraid, we'll have to change clubs again next time."

"It's New Year's Eve, where can we go if we change the owner, I'm afraid we will have trouble eating in the future."

……

At this moment, several cars drove into the factory area.

As Messi and others got out of the car, the discussion of the crowd also stopped, and countless pairs of eyes looked at the people who got off the car.

President Mei!
Mr. Tan!
President Li!
Mr. Sun!
They are all big names in the ceramics industry in Mengzhou.

Normally, it would be difficult for these people to meet even one person, but now they all came to the factory.

However, this is not the strangest place, but that so many big names are walking behind, crowding around a young man in front.

The young man is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and looks like the younger generation of everyone.

but,
Even Mr. Mei was half a step behind.

Who is he?
I have never heard of such a number one person in Mengzhou.

Amidst countless surprised eyes, Fang Yi had already walked quickly to the entrance of the kiln, took a look through the observation hole, and breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected.

Although the controlled temperature was high, due to the proper command, the temperature did not fluctuate.

Then, this furnace of porcelain will be preserved.

However, just producing [-] pieces of new porcelain at once, I don't know if it will make the whole Blue Star go crazy.

Of course, I can't control so much now.

He waved at Messi, "Mr. Mei, arrange all the staff now to obey my orders."

At this moment, Fang Yi, under the illumination of the fire, has an aura of dust all over his body.

So that it fell into the eyes of everyone, and he couldn't help feeling a little more inexplicable trust.

he?
It can't really save this furnace of porcelain, can it?