Walking over to a root cellar, Wu Yue motioned for Teng Kun to lift the stone slab covering it. The three Beastmen immediately noticed the part that protruded from the ground.
Yuan Lang stepped forward. "Is this the type of soil you were talking about?"
Wu Yue nodded. "Yes. Teng Kun found this soil, and this is what it looks like after being fired."
Yuan Lang nodded. "It certainly looks a lot like brick. But do you know how to build a kiln to fire them?"
Upon hearing this, Wu Yue's eyes lit up as she looked at him.
Yuan Lang's expression froze. "Don't look at me. I may have been to many places, but I've never built a brick kiln."
Wu Yue waved a hand dismissively. "Didn't you say before that Teng Qian used to work at a place that fired porcelain?"
Yuan Lang's eyes instantly brightened, and he turned to look at his subordinate. "You know how, right, Teng Qian?"
Teng Qian: "..."
