It is said that a fan's letter does not need to be sent by the old man in person, so it can be inferred that the purpose of the old man is not just to send a letter.

The old man actually didn't want to come, the little soul was easy to relax for a while, and he finally got together with the girl. It used to be okay to tease and play, but now it's absolutely crazy to disturb their little souls. Even Luo Yu and Ling'er didn't come to inform him when they left, and the people in the territory deliberately left space and time for them.

But if he doesn't come today, he can't do it, Xianning's side needs Jiang Xingchen for too many things, first of all, the kiln mouth for firing porcelain is not enough, and the Han family's side is out of stock. In addition, glass research has also reached a bottleneck......

Of course, Jiang Xingchen knew that there was still a lot of work, and he could only sigh softly, he really wanted to live such a day forever.

At this time, the little girl was more rational than Jiang Xingchen, and she was reluctant to leave this room, this was the happiest and happiest few days in her life. But for the sake of the future, for the city of dreams, I can only give up the current fairy-like days and take the initiative to persuade my brother.

"Brother, anyway, we're going to get married this year, and we'll ...... after we get married Rest for a while, and go back for now!"

"Okay! Let's go!"

Jiang Xingchen led Mei'er out of the old mansion, and the moment the door closed, both of them turned their heads with retrospective expressions......

Back in the new town, Jiang Xingchen had a feeling of returning to prosperity. Mei'er was surrounded by a group of women, Mo Hongxian, Wanrou, Little Catwoman, Xin'er, Mengyue, and Little Miss Nier, pulling her to exclaim continuously, with envy on her face. said that Mei'er is much more beautiful than before.

When she was alone with Jiang Xingchen, she had already adapted to it, and she wouldn't blush even if she was honest. But this is a different time. Her little face was as red as the sunset. In particular, Mo Hongxian asked unabashedly if it was Jiang Xingchen's credit, whether the little brother was powerful, and what was his combat effectiveness. She felt like her face was on fire.

Immediately, Mei'er excused herself to deal with her work and ran away. If he stays any longer, Mo Hongxian may be able to ask the details of the negative contact.

Mei'er ran away with her front foot, followed Mo Hongxian and aimed at Jiang Xingchen, and came over to pat him: "Little brother, your kung fu is good!"

"Poof!" Jiang Xingchen sprayed at that time, and without saying a word, he turned his head and ran back to the room. The door slammed shut, leaving a courtyard of people looking at each other.

"Am I so terrible?" Mo Hongxian touched her head and said to Mengyue: "It's really ruthless for you to ask me these questions!"

Mengyue was originally watching the joke. At this time, he froze, turned his head to look at Zhao Danqing, whose face was gradually darkening, laughed twice, and said, "What." I still have a fashion party to prepare......" Before he finished speaking, he slipped away.

Gentleness. They forced a smile and stretched out their thumbs to Mo Hongxian......

Jiang Xingchen, who returned to the house, first replied to Xiaoyu, this time Mei'er's adult birthday, he just didn't want the fans to run again, but he didn't expect to let Xiaoyu and Tian Hongmin, who helped spread the news, carry the black pot, so he had to make up for it, of course he would not refuse Xiaoyu's request.

Last time, he drew a pleasant goat, and this time he drew two episodes of bald head Qiang and stinky bear to send back to Xiaoyu.

Next, he threw himself into his busy work again.

It is not difficult to build another kiln for firing porcelain. After all, there have already been successful experiences, and it was done quickly. Really laborious development of glass.

In his impression. Soda ash, quartz sand, limestone, plus some feldspar containing silicate minerals can be fired into molten glass. But the temperature has risen to more than 1,600 degrees, nearly 1,070 degrees, limestone, quartz sand is dissolved and mixed, but soda ash is doped into it, it seems that there is no change at all, and it cannot form glass liquid at all.

"What's going on?" Jiang Xingchen was puzzled. The production of molten glass should be a series of complex physical and chemical changes, why do these changes seem to be different from the earth?

"The relationship between the ratio of materials!" Jiang Xingchen took this factor into account and began to constantly adjust the ratio of various materials. Xian Ning also put down his understanding and exploration of the knowledge system and worked with him.

After working for a few days without black and white, the ratio was adjusted more than a hundred times, but he just couldn't come up with the ideal glass liquid, and Jiang Xingchen felt that he was about to collapse. Xian Ning was even more tired, and was finally forced away by Jiang Xingchen, in case he was so tired that the old injury recurred, it would be bad.

After Xian Ning left, Jiang Xingchen sat alone next to the newly built small kiln, lowering his head and pondering: "Do you need a higher temperature...... But once the temperature exceeds 1,007, can the crucible still be able to withstand it? Porcelain on the earth is generally deformed at 1,500 degrees, and although the porcelain here is resistant to high temperatures, it may not be able to carry more than 1,170 ......."

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Xingchen decided to test it again, in case the crucible could resist a temperature of more than 1,070.

Re-batching, ignition, Jiang Xingchen gently pressed his hand on the kiln wall, using the temperature sensing pressure array to sense the temperature, and at the same time control the increase in temperature.

Just as he raised the temperature to one thousand seventeen again, suddenly there was a chirping sound in his ears, and pink fell on his shoulder.

"Don't you see that I'm busy, don't make trouble!" Jiang Xingchen said impatiently, he was upset.

"Twitter...... "Pink was not happy at the time, you and Mei'er stayed in the old house for seven or eight days, and after you came out, you have been studying here, and I have been out of food for almost half a month.

Jiang Xingchen quickly understood the meaning of pink, his forehead jumped with blue tendons, and he said loudly: "You have only been out of food for half a month, and the crabs are not longer than you, can you see that it came to me......"

"Whew~" Before Jiang Xingchen finished speaking, a low roar came from behind him, and when he turned around, the crab stood behind him with aggrieved eyes.

"Oh, I'll go~" Jiang Xingchen's hand trembled, and the formation was almost not interrupted. I was so angry in my heart that I scolded: "Can't you give me a little face, just said that you are sensible, you jumped out, isn't this a slap in the face?"

The crab is even more aggrieved, I haven't eaten for many days, and you still said to give me something delicious, but I didn't catch a bite of the Buddha you ate that day.

Pink was chirping on Jiang Xingchen's shoulder, looking like she was gloating.

Jiang Xingchen was so noisy that he couldn't help it, and said helplessly: "Okay, just give a ball of vitality, no more, I still have to work! Don't come to me these days." ”

As he spoke, Jiang Xingchen sped up the formation, gathered his vitality, and then freed up one hand and gave Crab and Pink a ball of vitality respectively.

Pink looked up triumphantly, and then beckoned the crab to swagger away.

Jiang Xingchen shook his head: "They are all ancestors, and they can't serve any of them!"

After complaining, Jiang Xingchen continued to feel the temperature in the kiln, and when it was more than 1,700 degrees, he stopped. Even if you want to raise the temperature a little bit, you have to do it a little bit, otherwise you won't be able to see the change at all.

When the temperature lowered and the kiln opened, Jiang Xingchen's eyes widened suddenly, and his face showed surprise: "It's done, it's actually done, the temperature really has to exceed one thousand seven...... The crucible is fine, that's great!"

Then Jiang Xingchen let out a laugh and turned around to sue Sù Xianning. But just after running two steps, I remembered that Xian Ning had just rested, so I better not bother for now.

Turning around, Jiang Xingchen re-proportioned the materials, ready to confirm it again.

But he was hit again, full of hope, and it was still the temperature just now, and this time the result was the same as the beginning.

"What's going on?" Jiang Xingchen felt that his head was big, the same temperature, the same material, how could the result be completely different......

"What's the difference?" Jiang Xingchen took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and sat on the ground carefully recalling every detail of the previous success.

After a moment, Jiang Xingchen raised his head abruptly and muttered, "Success that time Pink and Crab came, I gathered their vitality...... My hand was on the wall of the kiln...... When the vitality is gathered, the vitality from all directions gathers here, and the concentration of the vitality in the kiln will definitely increase...... Could it be the effect of vitality?"

Although this world is different from Jiang Xingchen's previous life, the role of vitality has always been reflected in animals and plants. In the past, whether he was calcining limestone, making paper, mixing cement, or researching soap and firing porcelain, he had nothing to do with vitality, and of course he would not think about this aspect of calcined glass this time.

But now, he really couldn't think of anything else besides the effect of vitality.

"What the hell is Genki, I always thought it only worked organically, but now it doesn't seem to be like that...... But why can't the previous cement paper be used...... Isn't it right to use complex chemical reactions...... Alternatively, the energy acts as a catalyst and only acts when certain substances react...... It's a mess......"

The more Jiang Xingchen thought about it, the more confused his brain became, and in the end, he simply didn't want to think about it, and went straight to it. No matter what it does, I'll study it later, and now it's the main thing to get out of the glass.

It was realized again, and the result was the same as Jiang Xingchen thought, the vitality really played a role, and the liquid glass was burned again.

Next, Jiang Xingchen continued to adjust the temperature, and finally found that the condition for firing the molten glass was Yuanqi, and there was a temperature of one thousand seven.

Although it succeeded, another problem arose. You can't do it yourself every time you fire molten glass, and then you don't have to do anything yourself.

There is only one way to solve this problem, and that is to use Yuanshi. So Jiang Xingchen tried to add yuan stone to the ingredients.

Adding one didn't work, and adding two didn't either...... It was not until five yuan stones were added that the liquid glass was successfully fired.

"It's finally successful!" Jiang Xingchen let out a long sigh, then looked at the liquid glass that was gradually cooling in less than a crucible and sighed: "The raw materials alone are more than five thousand citrine coins, and this glass is too expensive!" (To be continued......)